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AH. LIGHT IN THE PIAZZA. :) :) :) :) How I love it.
And Passeggiata is fast becoming my favourite song. Nothing beats walking past the humanity at King's Cross with Adam Guettel singing in me ears, k thanks. But my fave song at the moment is Dividing Day. It's the way Victoria Clarke sings it: the haunting sounds which mirrors her realisation about her true feelings, her splendiferous acting... lyrics under the cut.
[Margaret]
Dashing as the day we met,
Only there is something I don't recognize.
Though I cannot name it yet, I know it.
Beautiful is what you are,
Only somehow wearing a frightening disguise.
I can see the winter in your eyes, love, telling me:
“Thank you, We're done here, Not much to say.
We are together but I have had Dividing Day.”
So when, when was this day?
Was it on the church step?
Suddenly you're out of love.
Does it go creeping slowly?
When was your Dividing Day?
I can see the winter in your eyes, love, telling me:
“Margaret, we didn't, You courtesed, I bowed.
We are together, but no more love, no more love allowed.”
When was dividing day?
Was it on the church step?
Did it happen right away?
Were you lying next to me,
Hiding what you couldn't say?
How could I have guessed?
Was my cheek upon your chest?
An ocean away…
When was, when was, when was Dividing Day?
Anyway.
Zomg I have so many things to do I can't believe it and I don't know where to start and all I really want to do is to go to the toilet right now. But first things first...
Ein: Dissertation. It was dying and now it's dead. I have to do transcribing and I'm not cos... I have no good reason, I am just not doing it. Then I need to collate my survey results and then I need to analyse the textual sources and the derives and and and I don't know, maybe take over the world? And oh yeah WRITE 12 000 words. Which is easy for someone as loquacious as me, except maybe the words have to make senses; complete sentences and all that, so AH cest difficiles.
Zwei: Historical Africa. Why why why why why why did I take this module. Oh why why why. For one: DO NOT, let me repeat that, DO NOT care about the African diaspora, let alone the diaspora within Britain and secondly, have NO IDEA what the lecturer is making us do. And I'm behind on readings as usual. Printed out a bunch of them but hah. you know it's gonna be unread till the day before exam. I take slacking to a whole new level.
Drei: Gendered Geographies. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. It's actually ok, because I did the second year module but that does stop it from being entirely boring. Public-private divide, the whole hullaboo about shopping malls being a filtered public domain and not a truly democratic place. Let me just set the record straight. Shopping malls to me, ain't public places honey. They are in private buildings, spaces of which would be entirely private if they weren't shopping malls. The reason why malls become quasi private is because they are commercially driven and thats the sole reason why they open their doors to the public. The management reserves the right to be selective about the public they admit, because they run on profit maximising structures not as a haven for all the public; they want the right publics and let's save the moral lecture because it is so sanctimonious and stop the criticism about the shopping mall being not a TRUE public space (and has the responsibility to be so because having replaced the High Street, it inherited civic duties.) Like gimme a break already. Malls are private; and are public to some. End of story.
This doesn't mean that I am not fiercely critical of hotel managers who shoo the supposedly "wrong publics" off their sidewalks. The sidewalk is a public space and the owners of buildings next to it do not have jurisdiction over the sidewalk. It is when they abuse their power over the "wrong publics" by asking them to leave when they have full rights not to do so, then it becomes an issue for me. But they can fully well restrict entry to their private buildings if they do desire.
Ok, my little tirade about shopping malls has ended. Believe it or not, i don't really care that much. But it truly takes the cake when I read about how prostitutes become prostitutes because they want to rebel against the establishment that has a glass ceiling for women, by taking themselves out of the system, they are making a feminist statement; and how they have deliberately chosen this path instead of the conventional path for a successful career women, because that's still a world dominated by men. ZOMG. Prostitutes.... and being neither one nor knowing one I feel able to still safely say... are NOT trying to take down establishment. I can't say for sure if they may or may not be feminist but please, it's a job for them. By trying to justify their "job" as a statement actually shows some form of "moral edification" on the part of the observer and allows us to conclude that their view of prostitution as a career is so unjustified that some sort of moral cleansing is needed to explain why (damn, so gonna do well at Cities and Modernity) they do what they do. Please, not everyone is Gloria Steinem, or wants to be one k. *rolls eye at academics*
Vier: Cities and Modernity. I bought the lecturer's book for like 20 pds, filled in with colourful highlighter higlighterings and am about 4 chapters in. What have I learnt? Let's see. Everything that is vaguely squarish in a picture with scene from New York is a commentary on the Manhattan grid system and quickly, let's make comments about the stifling and fettered atmosphere of the grid blah blah blah. And ooh let's not forget this formula: woman + baby = MOTHER MARY = hope, potential, longing, purity, the whole shebang. Fo' sure. Oh and to crown it all (pardon the pun), a hat hanging on a hook about the aforementioned Mary wannable = HALO = MOTHER MARY, hallo? Zomg. But hey its like doing prac crit in Lit, so you can just about say anything WHICH IS GOOD.
Hokay, eyes on the prize. I am going to Morocco in about 2 weeks and by then I will be pleased to announce that I have:
1. Planned coursework outlines
2. Started on dissertation writing
3. Kept up with readings
4. Uploaded New York pictures.
5. Booked Imagine This tickets
6. Taken over the world
And Passeggiata is fast becoming my favourite song. Nothing beats walking past the humanity at King's Cross with Adam Guettel singing in me ears, k thanks. But my fave song at the moment is Dividing Day. It's the way Victoria Clarke sings it: the haunting sounds which mirrors her realisation about her true feelings, her splendiferous acting... lyrics under the cut.
[Margaret]
Dashing as the day we met,
Only there is something I don't recognize.
Though I cannot name it yet, I know it.
Beautiful is what you are,
Only somehow wearing a frightening disguise.
I can see the winter in your eyes, love, telling me:
“Thank you, We're done here, Not much to say.
We are together but I have had Dividing Day.”
So when, when was this day?
Was it on the church step?
Suddenly you're out of love.
Does it go creeping slowly?
When was your Dividing Day?
I can see the winter in your eyes, love, telling me:
“Margaret, we didn't, You courtesed, I bowed.
We are together, but no more love, no more love allowed.”
When was dividing day?
Was it on the church step?
Did it happen right away?
Were you lying next to me,
Hiding what you couldn't say?
How could I have guessed?
Was my cheek upon your chest?
An ocean away…
When was, when was, when was Dividing Day?
Anyway.
Zomg I have so many things to do I can't believe it and I don't know where to start and all I really want to do is to go to the toilet right now. But first things first...
Ein: Dissertation. It was dying and now it's dead. I have to do transcribing and I'm not cos... I have no good reason, I am just not doing it. Then I need to collate my survey results and then I need to analyse the textual sources and the derives and and and I don't know, maybe take over the world? And oh yeah WRITE 12 000 words. Which is easy for someone as loquacious as me, except maybe the words have to make senses; complete sentences and all that, so AH cest difficiles.
Zwei: Historical Africa. Why why why why why why did I take this module. Oh why why why. For one: DO NOT, let me repeat that, DO NOT care about the African diaspora, let alone the diaspora within Britain and secondly, have NO IDEA what the lecturer is making us do. And I'm behind on readings as usual. Printed out a bunch of them but hah. you know it's gonna be unread till the day before exam. I take slacking to a whole new level.
Drei: Gendered Geographies. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. It's actually ok, because I did the second year module but that does stop it from being entirely boring. Public-private divide, the whole hullaboo about shopping malls being a filtered public domain and not a truly democratic place. Let me just set the record straight. Shopping malls to me, ain't public places honey. They are in private buildings, spaces of which would be entirely private if they weren't shopping malls. The reason why malls become quasi private is because they are commercially driven and thats the sole reason why they open their doors to the public. The management reserves the right to be selective about the public they admit, because they run on profit maximising structures not as a haven for all the public; they want the right publics and let's save the moral lecture because it is so sanctimonious and stop the criticism about the shopping mall being not a TRUE public space (and has the responsibility to be so because having replaced the High Street, it inherited civic duties.) Like gimme a break already. Malls are private; and are public to some. End of story.
This doesn't mean that I am not fiercely critical of hotel managers who shoo the supposedly "wrong publics" off their sidewalks. The sidewalk is a public space and the owners of buildings next to it do not have jurisdiction over the sidewalk. It is when they abuse their power over the "wrong publics" by asking them to leave when they have full rights not to do so, then it becomes an issue for me. But they can fully well restrict entry to their private buildings if they do desire.
Ok, my little tirade about shopping malls has ended. Believe it or not, i don't really care that much. But it truly takes the cake when I read about how prostitutes become prostitutes because they want to rebel against the establishment that has a glass ceiling for women, by taking themselves out of the system, they are making a feminist statement; and how they have deliberately chosen this path instead of the conventional path for a successful career women, because that's still a world dominated by men. ZOMG. Prostitutes.... and being neither one nor knowing one I feel able to still safely say... are NOT trying to take down establishment. I can't say for sure if they may or may not be feminist but please, it's a job for them. By trying to justify their "job" as a statement actually shows some form of "moral edification" on the part of the observer and allows us to conclude that their view of prostitution as a career is so unjustified that some sort of moral cleansing is needed to explain why (damn, so gonna do well at Cities and Modernity) they do what they do. Please, not everyone is Gloria Steinem, or wants to be one k. *rolls eye at academics*
Vier: Cities and Modernity. I bought the lecturer's book for like 20 pds, filled in with colourful highlighter higlighterings and am about 4 chapters in. What have I learnt? Let's see. Everything that is vaguely squarish in a picture with scene from New York is a commentary on the Manhattan grid system and quickly, let's make comments about the stifling and fettered atmosphere of the grid blah blah blah. And ooh let's not forget this formula: woman + baby = MOTHER MARY = hope, potential, longing, purity, the whole shebang. Fo' sure. Oh and to crown it all (pardon the pun), a hat hanging on a hook about the aforementioned Mary wannable = HALO = MOTHER MARY, hallo? Zomg. But hey its like doing prac crit in Lit, so you can just about say anything WHICH IS GOOD.
Hokay, eyes on the prize. I am going to Morocco in about 2 weeks and by then I will be pleased to announce that I have:
1. Planned coursework outlines
2. Started on dissertation writing
3. Kept up with readings
4. Uploaded New York pictures.
5. Booked Imagine This tickets
6. Taken over the world