So here's my voicepost
. Sorry you have to D/L it but box.net is being an ass and it's not letting me sign in.
. Sorry you have to D/L it but box.net is being an ass and it's not letting me sign in.
8 years ago
Wednesday, 15 October 2008
Monday, 13 October 2008
And I can't ask for things to be still again
But seriously, how am I ever to survive through this?
What is that, you might ask. It's the schedule for one class I'm taking. Attendance mandatory. The professor just refuses to have normally scheduled classes every week. Instead, we'll have HOURS of lectures once a month. And she doesn't give a shit about OTHER classes we have during that time. Attendance MANDATORY. And for EVERY hour of her class we miss, we have to submit a paper in one week time. She's apparently and incredible bitch.
So I guess I'll be skipping some other classes then.
What is that, you might ask. It's the schedule for one class I'm taking. Attendance mandatory. The professor just refuses to have normally scheduled classes every week. Instead, we'll have HOURS of lectures once a month. And she doesn't give a shit about OTHER classes we have during that time. Attendance MANDATORY. And for EVERY hour of her class we miss, we have to submit a paper in one week time. She's apparently and incredible bitch.
So I guess I'll be skipping some other classes then.
Friday, 10 October 2008
A choke and a gag, she spit up n came back for more...
I returned home today cradling 3 huge books in my arms. They're heavy and all talk about history of Croatian literature. And tomorrow morning, yes, on a Saturday, I'm going to the library. See, I'm thinking of trying out this new concept this year. It's the not-flunking-the-year concept. Some of you might have heard about it. I have a vague idea what it is but haven't actually managed to pull it off yet. So I'm giving it a shot, you know, trying it out, seeing how it'll fit me.
One of these days I'm gonna make a voice post. Stream of consciousness kind of thing. I won't be having much chance to actually speak English this year since I'm mostly taking Croatian classes and I really don't want to get too rusty. Also, I'll be signed in to skype when I can so please, do sign in and we'll chat. For purely academic purposes, of course. You don't want me to fail in English next year, do you? DO YOU?
I've also decided I'm gonna be using random lyrics as titles for my posts. In case you were wondering what the hell is that. I've also decided I'll try to make posts of some substance and use proper (well, more or less) vocabulary and grammar because a dear friend of mine told me my style was somewhat deteriorating.
Speaking of music, I'm discovering some things about myself. Not so long ago I was listening to Kelly Clarkson, Alicia Keys, Shakira, Pink... stuff like that. Lately, I tend to like a song here and a song there by artists I don't really know, then I download the albums, and they end up being metal and rock bands, and even though I can't say I like it all, I find myself keeping at least some songs and liking them. Am I evolving into a person that doesn't have to be ashamed of their music taste?
I'm still not interested in politics enough to be discussing the debates of the America's presidential candidates, but I'm politically aware enough to know that voting is important. So go vote, my friends. I always do. And that would be my PSA for the day.
One of these days I'm gonna make a voice post. Stream of consciousness kind of thing. I won't be having much chance to actually speak English this year since I'm mostly taking Croatian classes and I really don't want to get too rusty. Also, I'll be signed in to skype when I can so please, do sign in and we'll chat. For purely academic purposes, of course. You don't want me to fail in English next year, do you? DO YOU?
I've also decided I'm gonna be using random lyrics as titles for my posts. In case you were wondering what the hell is that. I've also decided I'll try to make posts of some substance and use proper (well, more or less) vocabulary and grammar because a dear friend of mine told me my style was somewhat deteriorating.
Speaking of music, I'm discovering some things about myself. Not so long ago I was listening to Kelly Clarkson, Alicia Keys, Shakira, Pink... stuff like that. Lately, I tend to like a song here and a song there by artists I don't really know, then I download the albums, and they end up being metal and rock bands, and even though I can't say I like it all, I find myself keeping at least some songs and liking them. Am I evolving into a person that doesn't have to be ashamed of their music taste?
I'm still not interested in politics enough to be discussing the debates of the America's presidential candidates, but I'm politically aware enough to know that voting is important. So go vote, my friends. I always do. And that would be my PSA for the day.
Tuesday, 7 October 2008
Sometimes You Need A Few Drinks
I have stuff to write about, really, I do. The fact that I'm officially a student of the 2nd year after I'd enrolled to the 1st year for FOUR times (twice in law school, twice here), and how they're trying to kill us with boredom, how there are more of my 1st year peers left behind with me than I expected, how I helped in creating a radio show, how I found some music I really really like (right now, "Breathe" by Greenwheel, for instance, and then ohsobeautifulandperfect "Candleburn" by Dishwalla), how I went out and was an accomplice in a criminal act (sorta), how my virtual friends love me (Maichan) more than my RL friends, even though the latter ones can be sweethearts too (Puki), how I went shopping again and bought a ton of stuff, how my cat's missing and this time, this time I don't think he's coming back, how I gained all the weight I lost back, how someone form my blogroll wrote a freakin' BOOK (Darth)...
It's just that... I don't feel like it.
Instead, have a song that is oh so very true.
You don't understand my jokes
You're burning my eyes with your smoke
If I wasn't alone, I'd ask you to move away
So I order up another round
Sipping my last one down
You're the best deal in town
And I've only got dreams to dream of
Sometimes you need a few drinks to fall in love
If you need a few drinks
you could start with a couple of shots
Give a couple of winks
And later blame it all on the buzz
And this year burned a hole in my hope
I got debts that could choke out a rope
And it's not my approach it's the way I go summing things up
And there's really nothing great about this bar
So here I am and right there you are
We're both shooting way under par
But soon we'll forget what par was
Yeah, sometimes you need a few drinks to fall in love
If you need a few drinks
You might as well start with a couple of shots
Give a couple of winks
And later blame it all on the buzz
Sometimes, you need a few drinks to fall in love
It's just that... I don't feel like it.
Instead, have a song that is oh so very true.
You don't understand my jokes
You're burning my eyes with your smoke
If I wasn't alone, I'd ask you to move away
So I order up another round
Sipping my last one down
You're the best deal in town
And I've only got dreams to dream of
Sometimes you need a few drinks to fall in love
If you need a few drinks
you could start with a couple of shots
Give a couple of winks
And later blame it all on the buzz
And this year burned a hole in my hope
I got debts that could choke out a rope
And it's not my approach it's the way I go summing things up
And there's really nothing great about this bar
So here I am and right there you are
We're both shooting way under par
But soon we'll forget what par was
Yeah, sometimes you need a few drinks to fall in love
If you need a few drinks
You might as well start with a couple of shots
Give a couple of winks
And later blame it all on the buzz
Sometimes, you need a few drinks to fall in love
Monday, 6 October 2008
Friday, 3 October 2008
I CAN'T FUCKING BELIEVE THIS SHIT!!!
Croatian post fucking stole my Impala! WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK???!
THE ENVELOPE WAS OPEN WHEN I GOT IT OUT OF THE MAILBOX AND MY IMPALA WASN'T IN IT!!!!
One of these should've been mine.
I am so mad, I cannot begin to tell you. For fuck's sake, I was only JOKING about them taking it and look, I jinxed myself, I guess.
WHO IN THE FUCKING CROATIAN POST NEEDS A
I HATE YOU, WORLD. YOU SUCK SO MUCH ASS.
And it's not even about having the pendant. It's about Dana putting effort into making it and sending it, and I wanted a reminder of Capslympics and GODDAMMIT, STEALING SOMEONE'S MAIL IS FUCKING ILLEGAL!
Wednesday, 1 October 2008
Of Beer And Knitting
"If I ask you to come with us to the Days of Beer on Saturday, what are the odds of you actually saying yes?", Maja asks.
"Really good", I say.
"REALLY?", she gasps.
Yeah, why the hell not. Besides, I already told Martina I'd come and God knows I could use some... uh... beer.
"Unless there's some god awful band playing that night", I add hastily. It makes her think, wary of her next move. She knows the wrong name will make me go HELL NO in a heartbeat.
"Uh... Belfast Food", she says finally.
"Oh OK then", I say. "Who doesn't like Irish folk music, right?"
"Yay! Wait...", she pauses. "Are you being ironic now? It's hard to tell on MSN."
But for once I wasn't. I can totally go to Belfast Food. Unlike, say, Let 3 or... I don't even know. I hate Croatian rock scene. There's not enough beer in the world that would make it bearable for me to endure 2 hours of any band I dislike. This way though, people I actually like, band I can tolerate, and gallons of beer pretty much guarantee good time. Last hooray before the classes start.
And in all honesty, I'm actually looking forward to the classes. Except for PE. I do not want PE. I didn't want it in primary school, I didn't want it in high school, and I sure as hell don't want it at Uni. I shudder at the very thought of hopping around at the gym with 19-year-olds. At this age I should be given a nice, comfy rocking chair somewhere in the corner, and possibly some needles and wool to make scarves and beanies for the class. Yes.
"Really good", I say.
"REALLY?", she gasps.
Yeah, why the hell not. Besides, I already told Martina I'd come and God knows I could use some... uh... beer.
"Unless there's some god awful band playing that night", I add hastily. It makes her think, wary of her next move. She knows the wrong name will make me go HELL NO in a heartbeat.
"Uh... Belfast Food", she says finally.
"Oh OK then", I say. "Who doesn't like Irish folk music, right?"
"Yay! Wait...", she pauses. "Are you being ironic now? It's hard to tell on MSN."
But for once I wasn't. I can totally go to Belfast Food. Unlike, say, Let 3 or... I don't even know. I hate Croatian rock scene. There's not enough beer in the world that would make it bearable for me to endure 2 hours of any band I dislike. This way though, people I actually like, band I can tolerate, and gallons of beer pretty much guarantee good time. Last hooray before the classes start.
And in all honesty, I'm actually looking forward to the classes. Except for PE. I do not want PE. I didn't want it in primary school, I didn't want it in high school, and I sure as hell don't want it at Uni. I shudder at the very thought of hopping around at the gym with 19-year-olds. At this age I should be given a nice, comfy rocking chair somewhere in the corner, and possibly some needles and wool to make scarves and beanies for the class. Yes.