PROGRESS UPDATE: Saturday 29th December (13:32 PM)
EMOTION: A feeling of doom being desperately veiled by fighting optimism.
WHY: Recently had a dawning realisation of how serious January is going to be, as well as how much work I have to do, which is being fought against by my thoughts of “You still have another week left” and “You might be able to buy some more CDs soon” and “DON’T PANIC”.
CURRENT REVISION TASKS: Currently doing revision for Science exams — Chemistry mock (which I don’t want to do much revision for since I might use up all the revision material for the real exam in May/June) and REAL EXAMS in Physics & Biology.
MOMENTS OF JOY: Bobbing along to Depeche Mode and Yazoo whilst working on SAM Learning; performing my temporary morning exercise — GANGNAM STYLE; lying exhausted on the floor of my room last night as Jean Michel-Jarre’s therapeutic “Oxygene” washes over me.
GREATEST MOMENT SO FAR: Reading up on the New Year Honours List and seeing Higgs, Quentin Blake and Ewan Mcgregor on it, along with all the Olympic heroes.
BIGGEST MOMENT(S) OF ANNOYANCE SO FAR: Getting a ridiculously low grade on a mini test (thank goodness it was only Electrolysis).
BIGGEST SHOCK SO FAR: Hearing and reading of the scurge of the blasted norovirus; it’s bringing out the germophobe in me.
FINISHING SENTENCE: Keep calm and carry on.
Any body or blogger who happens to see this page: follow the instruction in the title! Or, alternatively, you can do an A-Z of ANYTHING (e.g. films/songs). Here’s mine:
Curiosity Killed The Cat
Frankie Goes To Hollywood
(The) Icicle Works
Martha & the Muffins
Pet Shop Boys
(The) Rolling Stones
Now it’s your turn. Live long and prosper!
Five days. Five days spent this half term with my heart pounding overtime, my blood pumping adrenaline, and my sanity edging closer and closer to a nervous breakdown. On my list of horribly stress-infused days, those five days come right after the nightmare that was Exam Week in June. Every morning when I woke up, I longed to stall for time and play on Professor Layton, but colleges and universities were calling, and so was my work-loving lobe.
I did three homeworks in one day on Saturday; on Monday, my sweat ducts were on panic mode as I fiddled exhaustively with pipe cleaners and tried to stick them into my sketchbook and close it without the pipe cleaners coming apart; Wednesday was background refinement and compositional formats; and Friday was mock up day, which I worked on late into the twilight hours, and it still wasn’t finished. Today was the fifth. Technically, I should be typing up the transcript(s) to my German Speaking Test, but I’ve figured that I have plenty of time to do that, and so I’m typing this post.
But I’m sane. I survived. On Monday, I thought I’d never be ready to start my final piece as soon as I get back to school, what with all the work I still had to do. But now I think I can. And it was thanks to an external source that I was able to keep my marbles safe. No, not Big Bang Theory (in fact, come to think of it, I’ve probably spent an entire week without seeing a single episode); music.
Half term truly was musical mayhem: a whole week of headbanging to Queen ’til I’m seriously discombobulated (I can’t do that now, unfortunately: I’ve just had a haircut); working into the late hours as the soothing synthesiser on Human League’s Together in Electric Dreams soothes my brain like a lullaby; and wondering when my Depeche Mode CD will ever turn up. I discovered more bands to feed my mega-80s-crave. I lay shattered in bed, Jean Michel Jarre’s Equinoxe washing over me like waves on a beach. And I thanked the world for the music, the songs that I’m singing. Thanks for all the joy they’re bringing. Who could live without it? I ask in all honesty, what would life be? Without a song or a dance, what are we? So I say thank you for the music, for giving it to me.
Hmm…Something tells me that those lyrics could work miracles in E Flat…
Live long and prosper! 😀
When I was young and naive, I could describe my taste in music in two words: POP PARTY. I just liked most of what I heard, and didn’t even think of experimenting with different genres (I’m currently listening to Jean Michel Jarre’s AMAZING album Oxygene, which is entirely instrumental, entirely electronic, and entirely…spacey). Since it’s the Pop Charts’ 60th birthday, I’ve figured that I should create a Top 40 of my childhood music. This is my first half, from when I was not yet in my double digits.
Some make me cringe. Some make me beam. But all bring me nostalgia. (N.B. This is NOT in order of preference!)
- …Baby One More Time – Britney Spears (Somebody has created genius but embarrassingly suggestive actions to this song. This song’s embarrassing enough! We don’t NEED actions to accompany this!)
- Year 3000 – Busted (They predicted that in the Year 3000, everybody lives underwater. What they forgot to predict was the one-eyed mutant, the lonely red crustacean who can imitate the Three Stooges, and the barmy professor!)
- Sk8er Boi – Avril Lavigne
- Spirit in the Sky – Gareth Gate and the Kumars (Ah, the Kumars. They always, and still do, make me smile!)
- Get The Party Started – P!nk
- Cheeky Song (Touch My Bum) – The Cheeky Girls (Um…don’t really know what to make of this song.)
- Aserje (Ketchup Song) – Las Ketchup (I used to be told that this was song was spoken in English, only really quickly. Wow, was I stupid.)
- Fast Food Song – Fast Food Rockers (“A Pizza Hut, a Pizza Hut, Kentucky Fried Chicken and a Pizza Hut!”)
- Reach – S Club 7 (S Club 7. Truly THE band of my childhood. They’re so nostalgic that their songs often make me smile sheepishly. I remember doing a warm up routine in PE to this.)
- Tragedy – Steps (I had NO IDEA that this was originally a Bee Gees song. This was just made for Steps.)
- Sound of the Underground – Girls Aloud (I was the proud owner of the Girls Aloud album “Chemistry” once. Glad that was a phase.)
- Round Round – Sugababes (A constant choice in school talent shows, I remember.)
- Can’t Get You Out Of My Head – Kylie Minogue (The one song from my childhood that I still like.)
- Who Let The Dogs Out – Baha Men (“Who let the dogs out? Who? Who? Who who?”)
- Follow Da Leader 2002 – Nigel & Marvin (“Follow da leader-leader-leader-leader, follow da leader!”)
- Hey Baby – DJ Otzi (“Heeeeeyyyyy! Hey, Ba-Bay! Oo! Aa! I wanna knoo-ooaaahh-ow…If you’ll be my girl!”)
- Mambo No. 5 – Lou Bega (EPIC SONG!)
- Mickey – Lolly
- Sundown – S Club 8
- It’s Chico Time – Chico (I LOVED Chico. I owned the single and played it multiple times. Now I hate myself for it.)
My childhood. So heavily infested by an appalling taste in poppy-pop pop music and Doctor Who soundtracks. Thank goodness I had the right sense to recoil in horror when Aqua’s Barbie Girl started playing. Rest assured I will NEVER listen to these songs under my own will! I’ve found some superb bands at the moment, and if I ever listen to these listed songs again, it’s for nostalgic purposes ONLY.
For Part Two, time to delve into my NOW CD collection for some proper music…
Live long and prosper! 😀
P.S: I’m not going to put Barbie Girl on my Spotify playlist; it’s just NOT the done thing for a male human to show the slightest interest in this most annoying but nostalgic song.