10 more things

I watched a bit of Zoolander last night, and the bit at the beginning when it's the awards show and Hansel wins but Derek thinks it's him and he goes and starts giving his speech and it's all very embarrassing gave me inspiration for another '10 things' blog post. This is my 10 things that make me cringe list.

1. When actors/actresses/singers/etc have won an award, and during their acceptance speech they try and get someone else up on stage with them to 'share the moment'. Firstly, because the person in question usually takes ages to actually get up on stage and so there's a big pause in the speech, and secondly, because whoever has been called up onto stage is usually incredibly embarrassed and it's just really awkward. (It is usually singers who are guilty of this - Justin Bieber and Tinie Tempah both did it at the Brits last week.)

2. Now I love The Office (the original, I haven't seen much of the American version), but David Brent is probably the most cringe-worthy character ever to have been invented. I'm surprised I can actually stand to watch it because of the huge cringe factor, but it's a testament to how well it's written I suppose.

3. When interviews between a talk-show host and a guest get incredibly awkward. Meg Ryan on Parky anyone?

4. When guests on shows say something distasteful to try and get a laugh. Frankie Boyle does this constantly, but Ruby Wax did it this morning on Something For The Weekend when she said something about OJ Simpson. So so awkward.

5. Andie MacDowell's line at the end of Four Weddings and a Funeral where she and Hugh Grant are standing in the rain and she says, "Oh, is it raining? I hadn't noticed." I love that movie, but it's such an awful line and you can tell how much she hated saying it because of how rushed it was. 

6. Films and tv-shows (like Borat, Facejacker and elements of Jackass) where people are playing these weird characters but are put in situations with these poor unsuspecting members of the public. Sometimes it is funny, but sometimes it's just so cringe-worthy.

7. Take Me Out. I seem to be the only person who hates this show though. Whenever Daf puts it on I have to beg him to change the channel. I find the whole idea of it grotesque. If you're unfamiliar with it, basically what happens is there are a bunch of women on it, and one man comes on and they get to hear certain things about him, and if they lost interest in him they press their button and their lights go off. If some women have left their lights on, then this man definitely gets a date, and he turns off the lights of any women he's not interested in, and then he chooses between two of them at the end. It makes me cringe, because when all of the lights go off and the man doesn't get a date, it's so embarrassing. Also, I think it comes across as shallow and desperate, not a mixture that usually goes together. Basically, I hate Take Me Out. Don't watch it. 

8. The latest craze of singers/rappers saying their names at the beginning of their songs. I don't mind it with Jason DerĂ¼lo because his name has a nice ring to it, but on the whole I find it annoying and really egotistical.

9. When lecturers try to make jokes. If they're naturally funny, great, but when it's blatantly obvious that this certain joke has been deliberately worked into the lecture plan, it invariably bombs and no one laughs, leaving nothing but an awkward pause.

10. Noel Edmonds. Deal or No Deal is somewhat of a guilty pleasure of mine, but wow I hate Noel, he is a proper cringy person. 'Nuff said, I think.

It's harder to do these lists than you might think, actually. And this post is actually quite a lot more substantial then my last few.

Today I'm loving: That I'm feeling much better. I've been very bunged up the last couple of days but I'm on the mend now, happy days.

Today I'm hatin: Lemsips. They taste horrible, even if they do make your throat better.

Song of the Day: Sugar Mouse by Oh, Atoms (It's on the soundtrack for Angus, Thongs and Perfect Snogging which is a cringy film but in the best possible way - I love it, and it has a brilliant soundtrack.)
Cherry menthol inside/I find you hiding in my bedside pocket/Come along for the ride/Cola bottles and a sherbet rocket


What can I say, Phillin Collins was brilliant. He sounded so much like the real Phil (although not quite as good a singer), even when he spoke. He looked quite a lot like him as well, but then I suppose lots of bald men probably look like Phil Collins. I tried to take a video on my phone but I had no idea how to adjust the lighting on it, or how to zoom, and so that idea went out of the window. I do have a very blurry photo, but you really can't tell what anything is so I'm not going to post it. When he sang Against All Odds everyone sang along and it was awesome.

I surprised myself by actually enjoying the gin. The bar had loads of gin specials on, but I think the sloe gin was the nicest. We could have bought Ginesis t-shirts (which a lot of people were wearing), but they were about £4, and lets face it, we're cheapskates. There were also some blow-up musical instruments, which I was extremely tempted by, but I refrained. Some people had writing on their t-shirts, and on the back of this one guy's t-shirt, someone had written, "Don't bother love, I'm twice your age", which made me laugh quite a lot. And also, someone stuck a Buy 1 Get 1 Free sticker on me, and I don't know how long it was there before Soph noticed it. Hopefully not too long.

So to sum up, I had a really good night, but I woke up this morning to find that the sore throat I was nursing yesterday has developed into a fully fledged cold. I've been moping around all day feeling ridiculously sorry for myself. I'm not going to do a 'Today I'm loving/hatin' section because I can't be bothered to think of them, and I haven't listened to any music so I can't do a Song of the Day either.

I'm miserable. Feel sorry for me :( 

I actually have plans!

Tonight, me and Soph are going to the Student Union to see a Phil Collins/Genesis tribute act called Phillin Collins. Apparently he's really good so I'm quite excited. He comes every year, although I haven't been before, and it's an event called 'Ginesis' (do you see what they've done there?) because they serve lots of kinds of gin or something. I hate gin, but I'm willing to embrace it if it's cheap. Plus, I get to hang out with Soph, who I love. She complained that she wasn't in my '10 things that make me smile' post, and when I told her that it was because she isn't a thing, she said, "I am an 'it' at least." She does make me laugh. So anyway, expect another post at some point about Phillin Collins. Good or bad, it'll surely give me something to write about.

Today is the 22nd birthday of my lovely cousin Frances, so here's hoping that the birthday wishes I sent her on facebook and this little mention have distracted her from the fact that I forgot to send her a card. Sorryyyy! Happy Birthday! 

I'm currently nursing a sore throat which is making me grumpy and unreasonable (poor Daf), but I'm hoping it won't stop me from singing along later! Nothing a bit of gin won't fix, anyway.

Today I'm loving: That the heating has been fixed, hooray!

Today I'm hatin': Poorly throats :(

Song of the Day: In the spirit of tonight, In The Air Tonight by Phil Collins
I can feel it coming in the air tonight/Oh Lord/And I've been waiting for this moment for all my life/Oh Lord 

Essays are fun!!! Or not

There were only two people who showed up for my seminar this morning; myself and one other. There's only five of us in the group anyway, so only three people were absent, but when it is a small group like ours, three missing people makes a big difference. So we went to the on-campus cafe and Jim, the module coordinator, bought us coffee while we discussed the general elections of the Thatcher era. And as a treat, me and the other person who bothered to show up don't have to do information sheets for next week, we just have to do the reading. See kids, it's worth showing up!

As today is our essay deadline, I'm guessing that the reason we had three absentees is because they hadn't quite finished and needed the extra time. But still, when you only have one seminar a week to go to, you'd have thought that perhaps extra effort is needed to make sure essays are finished the night before. I finished mine last night, handed it in at around half 11 because our seminar finished early, and I'm feeling pretty damn good about myself right now.

I always feel great after handing in essays, mostly because I'm so relieved to have them out of the way, but also because I always feel like I deserve to relax for the rest of the day once my essay's in. This feeling usually lasts until the following day, when I typically begin to doubt the relevance to the question of what I've written about. Whatever, right now I feel awesome.

Today I'm loving: Chilling out on the sofa, yayyy!

Today I'm hatin': That the radiator in my living room seems to be broken, I'm fricking freezing.

Song of the Day: Everything Changes by Staind
Sometimes the things I say/In moments of disarray/Succumbing to the games we play/To make sure that it's real

Ah internet distractions

Two posts in one night! Shocker!

There's really no point to this other than to tell you I really want to buy this t-shirt from play.com for Dafydd:

It's not true really, he is capable of simple tasks, but it sums up how I feel sometimes. I don't think he'd appreciate it as a gift though.

OK, I'm going now, I'm busy.

Damn you, West Bromwich Albion

On the whole, I am pretty indifferent to football. Sure, I like it when England win because I'm English, and as Wolverhampton is my hometown, I like it when Wolves win too, but I don't lose sleep over it when they don't. However, today was a local derby between Wolves and West Brom. And that makes all the difference.

I really, really hate West Brom. I don't really know why, because as I said before, I'm pretty indifferent to football. It must just be drilled into my consciousness that because I'm from Wolverhampton, I have to support Wolves and therefore I have to hate West Brom. And so I do. For my seminar on Tuesday, I have to write out a page of information about the 1983 British General Election (yawn), but instead of getting it out of the way, I sat staring at my laptop screen as it flashed up news of the match. Wolves were 1-0 up and as it got into the last five minutes, I sat anxiously biting my nails, hoping West Brom wouldn't equalize at the last minute. Which of course, they did. In injury time, no less. Normally, I would shrug it off and say, "well, at least we didn't lose!" Not today. I was fuming.

Of course the beauty of my general football attitude is that I'm now completely over it and can carry on with my life. It shouldn't take me too much longer to finish my seminar work, and then tomorrow I can finish my essay which is also due on Tuesday. I think I'm getting slightly better at balancing my time now (it's only taken me 3 years), but it is quite hard to focus on my dissertation sometimes, especially when I have sooner deadlines for other pieces of work, not to mention all the reading I have to do. Sigh. It's a hard life.

In other (much more important) news, my brother's lovely girlfriend, Pauline, has been working with a couple of other people in Ireland to set up a Lyme Disease charity, and it's just been awarded official charitable status. It's an extremely over-looked disease and not many people really understand what it is or how it can affect you, so if you're interested take a look at their website: http://www.ticktalkireland.org/ It's an Ireland based charity, but even if you don't live in Ireland, it's still good to be aware!

That's all folks.

Today I'm loving: The home-made pasties Daf's mum brought us. Yum.

Today I'm hatin': West Brom, grrr.

Song of the Day: She Spider by Mew
I saved myself/For someone somewhere's sweet caress/Something goes wrong/And all I sought was happiness 

10 Things

Here's a list of 10 things that never fail to make me smile.

  1. Cupcakes. 
  2. Funny slogans/pictures on t-shirts.
  3. Waking up in the middle of the night, knowing that you still have a good few more hours sleep before you have to get up.
  4. The initial excited feeling you get when it starts snowing (provided you're not trying to get somewhere).
  5. The song C'est La Vie by B*Witched.
  6. Novelty gifts.
  7. Staying indoors on rainy days.
  8. Going to the cinema - even if the movie doesn't turn out that great, I just love the anticipation.
  9. The music video for Coffee and TV by Blur. I love that little milk carton. 
  10. This photo of me and James when we were little'uns.

I know this post might seem like a bit of a cop-out but I have an essay due on Tuesday. That being said, I don't want to get out of the habit of updating because then it'll be harder to get back into it. So whenever I'm pushed for time, or don't have much to say, I'll probably do something like this.

Today I'm loving: That Masterchef is back in my life, even if they have made the layout all rubbish.

Today I'm hatin': Essays, boooo.

Song of the Day: People Should Smile More by Newton Faulkner
I can't change the world/'Cause trying to make a difference makes it worse/It's just an observation I can't ignore/But people should smile more

Merry Love Day

There's a lot of hatred for Valentines Day, isn't there? I don't understand why so many people are vehemently opposed to it. And yes, I know it's easy for me to say that because I'm in a relationship, but it's not just single people who hate it; I know several people in relationships who hate Valentines Day just as much, if not more.

Arguments against it are things like this:
  1. It's been over-hyped by card companies to make more money.
  2. It's a day designed to make single people feel shit about themselves.
  3. You shouldn't need a specific day to do something romantic for your partner.
Ah crap, I had more but I can't remember them right now. Anyway, you get the general point.

Firstly, of course it's been over-hyped by card companies. You can hardly expect them to ignore the fact that the whole day exists - it would be downright irresponsible for them from a business point of view. You can't escape all the advertising, cheesy cards, and happy smiling couples professing their love for each other over facebook, so you might as well embrace it and try and enjoy yourself.

Secondly, it's not designed to make single people feel bad, so stop going on about it because it makes you sound bitter and twisted. Especially as (in my experience) most of the people who exhibit this self-deprecating behaviour on Valentine's Day are actually the worst culprits of shoving relationships in peoples faces when they are in one.

And thirdly, no you don't need a specific day to spoil your partner, but isn't it nice to have one? Very few people have the time or money to constantly think up spontaneous and/or romantic surprises for their significant other, so it's actually quite nice to have this one day set aside. It takes the pressure off a bit, if you think about it. That's not to say that you should only do nice things on Valentine's Day, but you certainly shouldn't ignore it. The people who are in relationships but who don't do anything for Valentine's Day out of principle because it's "not a real holiday" are just plain mean.

Oh, and if you're single, do something with your friends, have a girls night (I doubt boys care as much). Stop shitting over everyone else's happiness.

Tonight, I'm off out for a meal courtesy of my lovely boyfriend, and then we're going to eat the Thorntons chocolates I bought and watch Glee. Perfic'.

Here's some funnies that I found. Enjoy them, I did.

I found them on Google Images.

Today I'm loving: The sunshine and the fact that I'm getting a free meal tonight.

Today I'm hatin': Haters.

Song of the Day: Going Away To College by Blink-182. Chosen because it has the word 'valentine' in it.
I haven't been this scared/In a long time/And I'm so unprepared/So here's your valentine/Bouquet of clumsy words/A simple melody/This world's an ugly place/But you're so beautiful to me


Just a quick one today.

Strange things happened yesterday, all TV related. Me and Daf were talking about Shaun of the Dead yesterday and, lo and behold, it was on the telly last night. Also, the night before we had watched Air Force One because we have it on DVD, and that was also on the telly last night. And finally, North by Northwest was on yesterday as well, and that was on the IMDb top 250 list that I was talking about. WEIRD, right? It's funny how often things like that happen.

I was bored last night and went back over all my blog posts and added my favourite lyrics from my Song of the Day bit. Lame, I know, but I felt like it. And last of all, we saw a bit of a Lee Mack stand-up show on Dave the other day and he was talking about how everyone's faces fit into two categories: horse and plate. I have a plate face; Daf has a horse face. What kind of face do YOU have?

Today I'm loving: Sky Three's free weekend pass - I got to watch Spongebob!

Today I'm hatin': homework, sad times.

Song of the Day: Not Nineteen Forever by The Courteeners.  
Nowhere to be found/Never mind/You'll probably never look that pretty again

Films and sharks and stuff

Hello! Happy Saturday!

There are a few films which everyone is expected to have seen, and you are treated like a leper if it emerges that you haven't seen one of these films. A year or so ago, I was one of these people. I hadn't seen The Shawshank Redemption, Pulp Fiction or Fight Club. Don't worry, I have now seen all three. But before I had, the reaction I got from people who found out I hadn't seen them was something along the lines of: "OH EM GEE, you haven't SEEN it? How is that even POSSIBLE? What is WRONG with you?!?!?!?!?!" I don't know why it offended people so much, but eventually I grew tired of the incredulous expressions people gave me and made the effort to watch them. The Shawshank Redemption I absolutely loved, and I've seen it 2 or 3 more times since first watching it. I think everyone loves that movie anyway, I've never met anyone who doesn't like it. Fight Club I liked a lot too, although I haven't watched it since, I don't think it's one I could watch too many times, but it is good. Pulp Fiction...it was alright, I suppose. I didn't hate it, but I think it's possibly one of the most overrated films ever made. A lot of people will probably hate me for saying that, but it's just how I feel about it. Maybe it's because I'm not a huge fan of Quentin Tarantino, I don't know.

Anyway, this post came about because I was on the Internet Movie Database (IMDb) website last night looking at their top 250 films. Shawshank is at number 1 (quite rightly), but Pulp Fiction is at number 5 and that really doesn't sit right with me, especially as Jaws is down at 115.  

Jaws is one of my all time favourite films. I saw it for the first time round at a friend's house when I was 8 or 9 and I've been fascinated by sharks ever since. I love shark documentaries and movies - not including Jaws 3 and 4 - as anyone in my family is well aware. As well as thinking that sharks are really cool, I am also completely terrified of them, and you couldn't pay me to go swimming with them because I've heard far too many stories of things going wrong. It's kind of a shame, because it would be so awesome - but at the same time I'd really like to keep all my limbs. I'll stay on the beach making sandcastles, thank you very much.

Moving away from sharks, this week I discovered theoatmeal.com. It's an online comic, and like any comic, not all of it is funny, but some of it is absolutely hilarious. I think that this one is my favourite, but click here and you can see all of them.

Oh, and also here is the IMDb top 250. I'm going to try and watch all of them. Not right now obviously, but as and when I have time.

Today I'm loving: How much work I got done. Spending most of the day in the Liberry isn't the funnest way to spend a Saturday, but it does give you a real sense of accomplishment.

Today I'm hatin': Nothing, it's been a pretty good day.

Song of the Day: Running From Your Dad by Bowling For Soup. I just love the lyrics: And I can still see your Dad/Running after me with a shovel in his hand/I don't remember much after that. Genius.

Gone but not forgotten

Two people of certain significance in my life have died in the last few days. The first is Brian Jacques, the author of the Redwall books. James (my brother) had quite a few of these books and so I started reading them, and became hooked. I just loved the whole idea of mice and otters and hedgehogs running around, fighting off evil foxes or something (it makes sense if you read them - if you haven't already then you should!). Although they are aimed at a younger audience, they are not at all patronising, and they're very cleverly written. I'm still happy to read them now, I feel that sentimental about them. I think they have everything you want from a good story, and they remind me of the school holidays when I spent the whole summer reading. My favourite is The Bellmaker, but I still haven't read them all. Once I've graduated, and I have time to spend reading whatever I want, I think I'm going to try and read them all. Thank you, Brian Jacques, for filling my imagination with kick-ass little mice beating up the bad guys.

The second is Gary Moore, who used to play the guitar for Thin Lizzy but he also did a lot of solo material. My Dad is a big Gary Moore fan, and every time he put on a Gary Moore CD when I was younger, he would say to me and James: "This is Gary Moore. He's a really good guitarist you know." It sort of became an ongoing joke because he would say it every single time, even when we knew perfectly well who he was. I haven't heard any Gary Moore material in a long time now, and had sort of forgotten about him, but he's clearly embedded in my consciousness because when I read that he had died, it brought on a wave of nostalgia. On the day he died, I had an email from my Dad saying, and I quote: "What a sad day! He really was a great guitarist!" Yes he was, Dad, yes he was.

R.I.P Brian Jacques and Gary Moore. Thanks for the memories.

Bitches be trippin'

Last night, for the first time in ages, I went out into town for some drinks. It was heaving in all the pubs because the rugby had been on, and we ended up in Pier, one of the clubs. It was all good fun and I was having a nice night, up until a minor incident left me absolutely fuming. I went to the toilet, and when I came out, a couple of girls were waiting because all the cubicles were full. One girl nudged the other as I walked past to indicate my just vacated cubicle, at which point her friend said this:

"Shotgun not going after that girl, I'll get AIDS."


She didn't say it in an undertone or anything, I could hear her, clear as day. I don't know whether she thought I was deaf or whether she simply didn't care if I heard, but either way I was completely flabbergasted. I didn't know this girl, I had never seen her before in my life, and so I can only assume that her comment was based on my appearance. I'm 21 now, I've gone through all my teenage insecurities and I'm now at a point where I feel pretty comfortable in my own skin. I leave the house with no make-up on fairly often without feeling hideous, and when I go out of an evening I always make the effort to look nice. But with one comment from a complete stranger, I reverted back to that 15 year old girl, standing in front of the mirror hating my reflection. I was furious. Who was this girl to judge me on how I looked? I mean, clearly she'd not looked in the mirror before she left the house, considering what she was wearing...

Oops. Pot - kettle - black. This is when I realised that I am guilty of doing the same thing. Granted, I've never said, "that girl looks awful, she must have AIDS", but I have sat with my friends, made some kind of snarky comment about an outfit some girl was wearing and said, "what was she thinking?" Some girls magazines have whole pages just dedicated to celebrities who have made some sort of fashion faux pas, and it's seeing things like this that make girls think it's ok for them to do it too. Girls are mean enough to each other already, without getting validation for their behaviour from magazines, etc. I'm not saying that all girls do this, by the way, but an awful lot of them do, and it's horrible. I never thought of it as that harmful until I heard it being directed at me. But then again it's never a big deal until it happens to you.

I don't know where this 'mean girl' mentality came from, but wouldn't it be nice if girls could stop judging each other on what they're wearing, what their hair looks like, and maybe keep their opinions to themselves if they haven't got anything nice to say. From now on that's certainly what I'll be doing, anyway. I'll see if I can hold myself to that.

Finally, I read a quote from Dame Helen Mirren today which I thought was funny: "I think of myself as somewhat of a bag lady, not a style icon. But I do hope I wash up nice."

Today I'm loving: The Peppa Pig stuffed toy that Luke gave me after winning it in the arcade. It had a tenner attached to it, which I would have preferred, but I'm happy with the pig.

Today I'm hatin': the horrible wind, it has been playing havoc with my hair.

Song of the Day: Tonite by Spacebar.  
So tell me/Is this cool now/Will I ever get my chance to show you how good this can be?

It ain't like it used to be

I went to pick up my new glasses today, and I can see pretty well when I'm wearing them which, let's face it, is all you really need from a pair of glasses. I nipped into Spar on the way back to pick up More! magazine (because I am cool) and I saw a new copy of the Beano. I was really close to buying it, but I knew it wouldn't be the same as it was when I was a kid and it would just ruin my childhood Beano memories.

Children's TV isn't what it used to be either, at least not on the standard Freeview channels. CBBC and CITV used to have awesome shows on before and after school, but these days there's nothing that I really recognise. The only thing that's any good is Spongebob Squarepants but it's on stupidly early and I never get to see it because I don't have Sky. Not that this is about me, of course... it's about the children of today. Oh, and I like Shaun the Sheep  too, but that doesn't count because it's a spin off of Wallace and Gromit which is old now. I feel like if I was still little I wouldn't really like any of the shows that get put on for children, it's just not of the same calibre than it was back in MY day. I mean, sure, kids can read a book, or go and play outside with their friends, but where's the fun in that?

The best thing about old cartoons and kids TV shows were the theme songs. Especially Disney ones. We had the Disney Channel when I lived in Saudi and the theme songs were often better than the actual shows themselves. You can find some of my favourites here, here, and here, if you feel so inclined. They are all awesome.

I didn't really have a direction for today's post, I just wanted to write something and I saw the Beano and it gave me something to write about. I think I can safely say that this post certainly fits the definition of a useless ramble though, and that's the important thing.

I got the picture from Google Images, but it's originally from a website called www.davesbits.co.uk, just so I'm not breaking any copyright laws or anything. Anyway, I think that'll do, I fear I'm becoming incoherent.

Today I'm loving: Vision, it's so underrated, don't you think?

Today I'm hatin': Modern children's television, in case you hadn't guessed.

Song of the Day: It's You by Annie Stela.
Oh I may be young/But I know when I love someone/When I love someone/And it's you

Pinch, Punch...

...first of the month and all that.

I just got back from my first 3 hour seminar on Margaret Thatcher.[Edit: I started writing this at about 12.30. It's taken me a while.] It wasn't that bad, but it's really hit me how much work I've got to do this semester. It's not like I wasn't expecting it to be hard or anything, and I know I can do it, it's just a little bit daunting. So naturally I'm now procrastinating by writing this.

I have just one thing on my weekly timetable; the seminar I've been to this morning, and that's it. I will have a couple of meetings with my dissertation supervisor, but now that I'm halfway through my third year, I work mainly on a self-directed basis and so my contact time with History department staff is minimal. It's got me thinking about the tuition fees though, and how the government is justifying the ridiculous jump in the cost of the fees. I've gotten off lucky, because I graduate this year and so my fees won't be affected, but all new students will have to fork out £9,000 a year, which is absolutely extortionate. When my brother started at university, the fees were at around £1,000 a year, or thereabouts. When I started three years later, the fees had risen to around £3,000 a year, which is a big enough rise as it is, but then again lots of things have been gradually getting more expensive over the years. Now I don't know how much the fees were for people starting in the three years since I started university, I don't know if they were the same or a little bit more expensive, but the fact remains that as of the next academic year (I'm assuming that's when the new fees will be implemented) the fees will be triple what they were for me, and that's really hard for me to wrap my head around.

I know that all universities are different, and all the different subjects within those universities are structured separately, but if it was me having to pay nine grand a year for my course, I would feel completely robbed. Classes don't even start until late September/early October; there's a reading week for Arts and Humanities courses somewhere in the middle; Christmas break is about a month; January is exam time; semester two lectures start in February; another reading week just before the Easter break; three weeks-ish off for Easter; then a final week or two of teaching before revision and exams, and you're finished for the summer by early June. Now that's only my university, but I know people at others who have a similar time-line. Fair enough, some courses are pretty much 9-5 every day, or at least nearly every day, but that is nowhere near the case for every course and so the amount that the fees has jumped to is, in my humble opinion, completely unjustified.

Although I don't pretend to know much about politics or the economy, I do understand that we're in a recession and that cut-backs need to be made, I just question why it has to be such a huge leap. It's so unfair that higher education will now only be available for the rich, or for those who are awarded benefits. It is hardly a progressive society when people who earn their place in university cannot go because of the ludicrous fees.

Alright, rant over. On a lighter note, watch this:

You've probably been living under a rock if you haven't already seen it, but it's still really funny. Enjoy!

Today I'm loving: that My Big Fat Gypsy Wedding is on tonight. I know, it's awful, but I just can't look away.

Today I'm hatin': stupid gone off chicken.

Song of the Day: Song Beneath The Song by Maria Taylor.  
Cryptic words meander/Now there is a song beneath the song/One day you'll learn/You'll soon discern its true meaning
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