All entries for November 2004
November 29, 2004
November 26, 2004
Writing about web page http://www.radio.warwick.ac.uk/single2004
So it is upon us once more! Voting for the RaW Single of the Year 2004 has commenced. Votes are flooding in, but at the mo, the top 10 are highly contested so every vote counts.
I think everyone should vote, not just because it's fun to choose your top 5, but also because everyone who votes is entered into a prize draw for albums and hopefully gig tickets also! So click on the link above, and come join the fun.
November 22, 2004
I could write about the Student Radio Awards also, but I feel Dan summed it up nicely in his blog
On a random note, I find it hilarious that you can listen to JoJo's cover of Times Like These
It's blasphemy, but it's cool to hear a girl sing it, even if it is JoJo
Incidentally got my bag back from the Colly, with everything in it, but still have to wait til Thursday til I can go and pick up my cards from the bank. Think I'm going to ask for compensation, even if there was an "Items left an owner's risk" sign (which there wasn't) surely that doesn't include staff being unable to match up numbers, initials and descriptions.
Right, not for the title, and a big rant. 2much2young was the title of tonight's Panorama. Watching it made me SO ANGRY. There was a 9 year old saying she doesn't like to be called a little girl, cos it "reminds me of my childhood", who wouldn't hang out with someone if they were a "no name nicky", because she'd get picked on if she did, who openly admitted to manipulating in her parents into getting her certain things for christmas, who had a portable DVD player, TV and fancy stereo in her room, whose favourite outfit made her look like a tart.
It f***s me off that parents let their little kids (and in the grand scale of things, they ARE little) wear stuff like that, and wear make up, and heels, and hotpants, and miniskirts, and bikinis, because then they stress about paedophiles as if it's a problem that has nothing to do with them, but they buy and let their kids wear, low cut tops and tight miniskirts. It actually makes me feel sick thinking about it.
There was also a number of other little brats (tweenies, if you will) and their monkeyface parents who substitute time spent with their kids, for clothes. It's also depressing seeing how parents that don't have much money, are almost forced by their kids, to spend nothing on themselves, and EVERYTHING on satisfying their kids' every whim. This is particularly horrendous when kids are under 16.
It also bugs me how bad peer pressure has gotten to be at school. Young kids are getting too old. Even looking at 10 year olds now, it's so much worse then when we were all kids, and also so many of them are disrespectful, manipulative little t***s. I know that's a generalisation, but particularly so many 15 year old girls, for example, spend so much money on clothes and makeup and shoes, that they are walking jailbait for guys. Two of my friends have thought that my 15year old friend's friends are so much older than 15, and one of them, as an example, has pulled Har Mar Superstar (yes he pulls everyone, but it's so gross!)
Maybe I just didn't feel the peer pressure at school,generated by marketing, the media, and popstars, or at least I felt it and didn't respond, given that I was bullied all the way through primary school and into a bit of secondary school (til girls learnt how to more effectively bitch behind people's backs.) Now I look at people who seem so confident and individual, but then you look closer and I feel a bit sorry for them cos they care so much what people think. Not saying that I don't care what people think of me, but I like to think that I'm less of a sheep, but maybe I am deluded. Who knows.
Anyway, I could rant about this for ages, but it'd start to get a bit confused. However, let me say that my kids will be in loose-fitting clothes (until I was 12, I was only allowed to buy stuff sized by age, not by 6,8,10,12 etc), flat shoes and frocks, with their hair in bunches, for longer than they'd like…well ok, I won't be that much of a Hitler, but they ain't flashing the flesh and being spoilt brats.
November 19, 2004
I'm going to cry. Went out to Colosseum in Cov tonight, really good night, 'til I got to the cloakroom, and my bag (containing all worldly possessions minus cash, keys and phone, cos thankfully wore less girly trousers with more pocket space) has already been handed out to someone else. This is despite presence of ticket number AND intials.
So, eventually got back having written which worldly possessions were in my bag and handed over my number, while trying to sober up and register stuff (though am not TOTALLY trashed, just bit drunk). Cancelled cards, which I can't get new ones of because they can't post it, cos my parents are in India til beginning of December so post to our house is stopped, and my driving licence and university card and ISIC card were all in there also, so can't prove who I am at any bank. Now here I am, and was meant to be leaving for work at 8am tomorrow morning, but can now leave at 9am, so I am going to go to sleep.
If you have this bag and are wondering why it doesn't look like your coat/bag, please return it so I don't feel like the unluckiest person ever, and so that I actually know what I'm meant to be doing when, because my diary was in it and I don't know anything without that f***ing thing. Also it's just a massive hassle. Going to have to use one of them stupid chip'n'pin things now'n'all.
November 15, 2004
Not entirely sure if vanquish is the word I want to be using there, but I do like a bit of alliteration in the morning.
So I am up (or rather got up) far too early this morning. I don't actually start on campus til 11, which even taking into account the lack of car (I can't think of a single term where my car hasn't had to pop off to the garage for a week or two) means I could leave at 10 or so. But noooooooo. Stupid me somehow STILL didn't manage to finish French homework on time, so I am finishing it now…no really, I am. With a capotee in my chilly fingers. Also had some porridge for breakfast, best breakfast meal ever (on many an occasion).
Did have a momentary panic as my watch has leapt to being 5 mins fast instead of 2 minutes, as it was previously, so I have 5 minutes more than I thought I had, so it seemed an appropriate time to blog…that sentence is far too long, but too sleepy to ponder how to rearrange it.
Me, Dan and Tom were sorting Vinyl in the station yesterday. There's so SO much! We found some real classics though and played a random selection of said classics and it was so much fun. Only downside was that due to the stupidly early flight from Cork City, I was already really sleepy before getting no sleep last night. Was trying to be good as well! No sleep equals a very ill Shall, again, which just isn't funny.
November 11, 2004
Not LITERALLY dead you understand…to either of those things, but I just haven't slept properly in so long that I can't remember the last time I had a lie in, and the Dead 60s are just called The Dead 60s (or just Dead 60s? Not entirely sure, all these THE bands confuse the hell outta me).
Went to see The Dead 60s tonight. They were actually supporting The Thrills (Thrills?) but we didn't stay to see them because I had to be back to pack…ahem, not actually done any packing yet, but also Dan wanted to get some sleep as he has an early start tomorrow.
I think the interview (with The Dead 60s this is) went really well (well, in my opinion anyway). I've gotten a lot better at making interviews flow, I've discovered I don't work very well by glancing at notes from time to time. I'm better making brief notes and having things in mind, then just going with it. I am such a naturally curious and chatty person that I find it much easier to make it more of a conversation. Really want to do some magazine work experience where I can sit in on interviews and things. Really need to book some at Sugar now that I know the editor! Meaning that I won't feel awkward asking her stuff, cos she likes me being adventurous and giving people opportunities…
Anyway, so yes, Dead 60s remembered me and their tour manager went one step further and remembered my name! They're also all really nice guys which is cool too.
Was really funny at the gig, everyone moved into position for The Thrills after The Concretes. Some because they were hardcore D60s fans, and some because they thought The Thrills were next on. The latter group of people were pissed off when D60s came on, but lots of people went mental, and me and Dan had good fun bopping (skanking?) all the way through their set.
So anyway, now I must pack, and pop off to pack my stuff.
November 02, 2004
So I figured out how to log onto this bloody thing. Discovered that if you go to www.blogs.warwick.ac.uk you can't actually log in. It keeps saying error, but it works fine without the www.
So, Milly has inspired me to have a Warwick blog. So here I am!
I would say something more exciting, but I'm knackered and want to take advantage of the fact that for the first time ever, my first lecture tomorrow is at 1pm. Wheeeeeeeeee