Amidst all the work and pressure staggering the few weeks before assignment deadline, here are some things/musics/books/thingamabobs that I have stuck in my head.
i am on this life stage of wanting to mark my skin with ink for a purpose, because all of these homemade tattoos by Miso are just so beautiful in its form of femininity and subtlety. Dad’s probably not gonna approve, but who knows in 5 more years if I am still on this stage, I’ll dive head first.
or probably just going through the whole young adult process.
Finished the Divergent series in two days and i was sad and heart broken on closing the last book, but regained my sense and accepts the ending as it is this morning. 1) I love the series. I truly do. And knowing Shailene Woodley and Theo James as Tris and Four made the whole reading experience more enjoyable; because I personally think they fit the bill perfectly. 2) I understand where Veronica (the author) was coming from in concluding the series and I appreciate how she wrote an explanation on the whole “controversial ending” for us lost soul. It was still a well written book, with some worthwhile values to digest and remember. Overall, i have come in peace with the ending. Though I won’t object at all if it is written differently, in a happier life scale.:’) Now I can’t wait for the movie next spring!
Monday’s boring. Back to work. Have a nice week. x
ps : ONE MONTH TIL CHRISTMAS Y’ALL.
Imagine Dragons 14 November 2013.
Two and a half hour queue, 4inch boots to piss people behind me and sore everywhere.
One of the best gig I’ve ever attended. Unbelievable energy from the crowd and it’s as if the band absorbs back all the screams and shouts and songs back from us.
Radioactive performed live = amazing.
Radioactive sung by the audience to call the band out for an Encore = Fucking bloody hell fantastically amazing.
I wish someone took a video and upload that moment. #gigstory
View on Path
It is so easy for me to be invested too much in a certain kind of addiction, that slowly turns into an unhealthy obsession.
This time it is Lorde.
I’ve been listening to nothing else but her for several weeks now and still couldn’t quite fathom her mind bogglingly cool personality and artwork. So much so that I have probably starts to annoy people around me. Not that I would mind.
The album Pure Heroine is out today or should I say yesterday (current clock 02:22AM 29/10/13) , and shoots straight to the top of charts so effortlessly one would think nothing of why the EU delayed the release until now. It’s been such a long while since I found myself so engrossed in an album/musician that it surprises me a little how easy it was to fall in love with Lorde’s honesty in her songs. And her straight talk no bullshit attitude she conduct during her interviews and chats makes you forget the fact that she’s only sixteen. Well i don’t think I ever see her age as something really relevant at first place, though it is impressive how she developed the sense of maturity at such early days. I imagine seeing her grow big, bigger than anyone would expect. And I will already be on her Team by the time.
Anyway, short update of the life as we know it. I’m back in Buxton now, and (haven’t quite) started my dissertation and assignment work. Autumn is present, the leaves have turned and walks in park are staples for the weeks we stayed out of big cities. And now I kinda get why people would always be fussy about British weather , because it is fussy! One minute it is raining it made a parade of crooked umbrella and one minute the sun shines back. So yeah, I get it now. *pulls up hoodie*
London bound on 26 October with the lots of international students, made a video out of it below.
Ccccheck it out.
Of course I have Lorde as the video soundtrack.
It’s May and life has been fast forwarding itself too often these days. Spring seems to be short lived by summer with the ever increasing temperature. I love to be reminded of how the weather is amazingly gorgeous when it’s 8.30 PM and the sky is bright yellow by sunset. I once woke up from a nap at 9 and took a nasty express bath afraid of being late to lecture, only to realize it’s night time. Not that I’m complaining, 15 hours of sun is certainly a bliss to be grateful for.
Which is why I dread doing my work even more. It’s always the day when the sun shines so perfectly and you have to be locked down to your desk together with piles of paper, giving up the thoughts of laying down in green grass with soft ice cream in left and IQ 84 in right hand.
Wait. Did i just complain about assignments? Ooooh yes the day has finally come when I return to let my brain work ‘critically’. Admittedly a lot of things was not easy to deal with at first, sometimes I would just sigh and let my ego took the best out of me when the overwhelming task comes to view. But really though, was it that hard? I should be so lucky of the freedom we are allowed to adopt in creating the paper work. If anything, I’ll probably slam my own self for not starting early. Eh.
Yesterday was the last day of university for this term. And on the last day itself i learned that my uni doubles as a decent dance floor when an event took place. It was drunk fueled with people having fun and being emotional about their next term. How you should worry about your dissertations now, good luck in finding jobs, and deal with the real world very soon. Sometimes I wonder if we actually live in Teletubbies world all this time. Nah it was a fun night. Watching my Event Module lecturer dance her way amongst the student and blinding disco lights was also an extraordinary experience.
Anyhow, I can’t wait for this week to be over with. At least with my papers submitted well and swell.