Terminal Boredom

Uni starts up again tomorrow, my last three subjects. But hooollly crap it is going to suck, PURELY because of composition 6. I have no ideas, I am forcing out shit and trying to make it work. My teacher will be so disappointed, and I will be disappointed, but I just don’t have that spark. I lost it long ago. I blame it on uni. Being forced to write music not the way I wanted to crushed my love for it. It was supposed to broaden my horizons, but in the end it just put me off it. I was always stressing about assignments, and then I’d go to write music, not because I wanted to, because I had to. Or I’d write first, and then feel pressure to get it done quickly to finish other assignments. I enjoyed parts of it, but most of it was just a ticking clock. I kind of hate it now. It doesn’t come naturally anymore. I occasionally sit down and put in a quick idea I had, but that is so rare. Studying music has actually put me off writing it. But I won’t have to worry about that soon. Just thirteen weeks more.

This is actually killing me on the inside - having my composition course put me off composition. I remember how much I wanted to do it, and now I don’t want to do it at all. At least I don’t think I’m alone, I’m sure I’ve heard artists say the same thing about their art courses.

Oh well, off to continue reading through the first Harry Potter. I’m finding it hard to read it again (think of how many times you’ve read that book) but I want to keep going. I’m finding a chapter here and there is the way to do it. But that is off topic. Time to smother myself in blankets.

sadbaptism:

frostingpeetaswounds:

SELENA REJECTING JUSTIN’S KISS
TAYLOR’S ‘YUCK’ FACE

THIS IS THE BEST THING IN THE WORLD

sadbaptism:

frostingpeetaswounds:

SELENA REJECTING JUSTIN’S KISS

TAYLOR’S ‘YUCK’ FACE

THIS IS THE BEST THING IN THE WORLD

S02E08 // S03E08

I really enjoy L4D2 VS now. I originally hated it, because I played it with strangers. Now, I play it with stranger friends of a friend. I recognise their voices and callsigns, and even though I suck at being special infected I am slowly getting better. I’m not too terrible at surviving, I had some great saves today, even if in the end they did nothing. Same with infected, I had some of the BEST runs I’ve ever had, though ultimately they did nothing, I felt a great sense of satisfaction and could see my improvement. Mind you, I’ve only played three or four VS matches in my life, if that. All of them in the last month or so.

I have work from roughly 7 until after midday, but fuck it. I might start a movie. To my great disappointment I discovered Breaking Bad is the ONLY show not on my new terabyte hard drive. I watched a Falling Skies instead, the third episode. It seems alright, but the musical score is actually putting me off. It seems dumbed down. Emotional scenes are accompanied by over-the-top music, leaving absolutely no question of the intent or direction of the scene, even though visually it is obvious as well. This is probably just me being critical. I am hyper-aware of these things in movies.

Did you know I now sit and watch stuff and notice when lines have been recorded differently? To me it is so glaringly obvious half the time, but that is just me and my very limited knowledge of these things. I AM SOOOO looking forward to Mixing For Sound and Screen, my last elective. At the moment, it is an idea of something I’d love to do, but we’ll see. I’d need to find out if I still love it, and then I’d need to find out how to get a lot better at it, and see what level I’m at before trying to plan a path for it.

Anyway. I need to figure out what to watch. It is getting late, and I start work in somewhere around seven hours.

sheepystars:

pinkieshy:

superneutrality:

sweetbroseph:

bearsire:

velmaandthejinkies:

syggy:

twyll:

thesharminator:

dervlaaarghhh:

batched:

whaddup, my name is Blenderdick Custardbath

Benchthis Chunkybap. Well.

Blenderdick Chunkybap

Blenderdick Cunningscratch

Benefit Cupboardlatch 

Bendylick Comedicmismatch

Bonapart Comedicmismatch

Brodyquest Thundercats

Beelzebub Flubbercrack

Benadyrl Johnnycash

Benchthis Flubbercrack

Brodyquest Thundermunch. Lovely.

sheepystars:

pinkieshy:

superneutrality:

sweetbroseph:

bearsire:

velmaandthejinkies:

syggy:

twyll:

thesharminator:

dervlaaarghhh:

batched:

whaddup, my name is Blenderdick Custardbath

Benchthis Chunkybap. Well.

Blenderdick Chunkybap

Blenderdick Cunningscratch

Benefit Cupboardlatch 

Bendylick Comedicmismatch

Bonapart Comedicmismatch

Brodyquest Thundercats

Beelzebub Flubbercrack

Benadyrl Johnnycash

Benchthis Flubbercrack

Brodyquest Thundermunch. Lovely.

What I Learnt Today

So today I discovered that frosted glass windows are rendered completely useless if you are standing within thirty or so centimetres away from them. Take note, people. Frosted glass portal to the outside world? Take a few steps back. For your own privacy.

The story behind this is that I went into my room to prepare for my watching of the final of Once Upon A Time (love that show, I had it partially ruined for me earlier, but the spoiler was small enough that it didn’t ruin the episode) and got distracted patting my kitteh, who has now sufficiently recovered from her complete knee reconstruction to jump onto things again, most namely my bed, when I noticed a light outside. I hadn’t closed my curtains yet, so perfect view of the warm light from next door’s bathroom. In my brief “Oh hey look the light is on, I need to close my curtains,” moment a topless (female) neighbour walked into view standing RIGHT next to the window. It didn’t do much. Now I know the effectiveness of frosted glass.

So I ended up feeling a little guilty, a little amused (as terrible as that is to admit, it is true) but that is exactly how it happened. It all happened within a matter of seconds, and elicited an audible “Oh. Ok.” from me.

So yes, learn from my experience, and if you didn’t already know this little tidbit of information (is it common knowledge? It is something I’ve just never noticed or thought of before.) take heed. Especially ladies - a topless dude wouldn’t be as much of a spectacle.

On an unrelated note, I go back to uni next week. I am already struggling with my composition. This is not good, but expected. I only have 3 classes, and one of them should be fun more than anything else. Holy shit, 3 subjects left of my degree. I am planning to do a Dip Ed, so it probably won’t be my last degree, but it is a weird feeling coming to the end of a tertiary degree. I know high school was ages ago now, but this transition period from school to the end of uni has felt like that - a transition period. Nothing more. That is probably because I don’t think I’ve gotten as much from my degree as I wanted to, but that is a story I have previously explored and will do so again. Now, I am not tired at all, so once Octavarium finishes (I needed a long song to keep me going while I briefly Tumbled) I will pick a show to watch.

I don’t know what yet, but I have so many I need to continue. Maybe Breaking Bad…

stilesstillnski:

i literally say fuck so often i’m starting to think we need a new word that’s more offensive than fuck

That’s what cunt was for, but then those fucking lad cunts went and abused it. It is still offensive and has some shock factor, but I don’t think it is anywhere near as offensive as it used to be. At least, not if you are one of the youth of today.

prionic:

right in the feels

Haven’t been on Tumblr for a while. I’ve almost officially finished uni for the trimester, just three days to go.

And that, ladies and gentlemen, is how exciting my life is.

Goodnight.

sharkchunks:

Don’t say there’s nothing to do in the dooooooooooldrums…

This put the Goosebumps theme in my head.

sharkchunks:

Don’t say there’s nothing to do in the dooooooooooldrums…

This put the Goosebumps theme in my head.

Number 2 is proving difficult.

Number 2 is proving difficult.

nathanielemmett:

Whoever did this ROCKS.

There are kind Slytherins.image

There are brave Hufflepuffs.image

There are some stupid Ravenclaws.
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There are twisted Gryffindors.
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Your House doesn’t define you.

And please, the next time you’re about to tease someone for being a lowly Hufflepuff, or a slimy Slytherin, or a stuck up Ravenclaw or even a foolish Gryffindor, just remember that we are all Hogwarts students. We’re all part of the magic.

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Just for Horace.