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220401 » bubble skirts and tube socks

listening to | assorted mp3's (radiohead - creep (acoustic) at the moment)
feeling | *meh*

writing this entry from | aboard a train from sydney to newcastle

3pm

it has been raining since i got into sydney. oh wait, there is some sunlight breaking through the clouds. nup, gone again.

it's also bloody freezing! *brrrr* *puts on a jacket* i completely understand why so much of my family is moving up north now.

i spent about 2.5 hours watching mtv and rolling stone's top 100 pop songs of all time today. talk about taking me back to my childhood. pop used to be so fun, not like the shite that is produced today. i've had it up to here with britney spears clones and boy bands. bring back foreigner, the pretenders, cindy lauper, michael jackson (before he became known for molesting young children), elton john (when he wore funky glasses), wham, depeche mode and the beatles.

i do think the unoriginality of current popular music is magnified by the fact that it is happening now and we are surrounded by it. in ten years time we will probably look back and laugh at britney spears and the likes. we will hear 'hit me baby one more time' and be like 'wow! i remember when that song came out!' i can bet you that we won't hate limp bizdick anywhere near as much in 10 years time as we do now. most of the crap on the radio today will be pushed to the back of the public's music collections and disappear into obscurity. no doubt a few will live on to define our decade. it may seem frightening to think our collective selves will be associated with the spice girls and the backstreet boys, but every era in time brings with it some kind of embarrassment. i'm just wondering if one day down the track strapless and one shoulder tops will induce the same magnitude of shame as bubble skirts and tube socks.


train trips are boooooooring. i get really impatient on train trips. they were worse before i had my laptop. three hours on a train between newcastle to sydney used to be almost too much to bear. at least i had a discman to block out the noise of screaming children and loud teenagers. the trip always seems to go so much quicker when i am focused on something else. for instance, writing this journal entry... which may be why it seems i'm prattling. i'm trying to take as long as i can to write this such that i don't get bored. another good point about the laptop is i don't have to carry around a bunch of cd's. i have 1000 songs right here to choose from. :D

god there are some weird types on the train. at the moment i am watching a bunch of old people being immature. one old guy is holding a door shut so that his friends can't get through to get off the train. there are also a bunch of drunk middle aged women being very loud. they are annoyed that the train isn't stopping at the station closest to the bowlo they want to go to. they asked the security guy if he would get mad if they pushed the emergency stop button when their station comes up. he told them they had better not as he will have to fine them. they then tried to bribe him with free alcohol. the scariest part is that these women are teachers. that's right, somebody's children are in their hands everyday that they go to school. frightening.

hmmm. now i have run out of things to talk about. i think i shall go figure out another way to put up my cd list. oh, i helped nick reoranise his cd's the other night. you see, he keeps them in alphabetical and then chronological order. after he has a number of new cd's he goes and rearranges them all over again. i just could not be bothered organising my cd's like that. i find the cd i am looking for eventually. i mean, i keep a list of all my cd's, but that is for insurance purposes. i swear. hehe.


listening to | darren hanlon \ early days
feeling | like i really don't want to be at uni at 9am tomorrow morning

8.30pm

well i'm finally home. doesn't even feel as though i have been away. how sad. :(

i could tell i was in newcastle once i got here. knights jerseys everywhere! apparently they played today and won. they are on top of the ladder. woohoo. hmmm.

i'm hoping that now i am home that damned new shaggy song 'it wasn't me' will stop following me. everywhere nick and i went in cairns it was playing. it was so irritating! i swear i know all the words to that song now. even on the flight home after i had to turn off my laptop, the first song to come on the inflight radio was that one. argh!

well, i have updated my cd list and have put it up on this website. i changed the format such that it will be easier for me to update in the future. check it out
here.

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