maandag 31 mei 2010
zondag 30 mei 2010
Exams.
Let's get one thing straight - we're all procrastinators. It's practically the only thing that unites the races, sexes and species in the animal kingdom. And it seems that everyone has a similar method for studying the night leading up to a final.
Before you even crack that textbook open for the first time (and possibly tear the plastic wrap off) it's safe to pray to the Finals God. Without his mercy we have nothing to live for. This is a moment of desperation and even though you don't believe in God, you need him by your side right now. Remember, there are no atheists in foxholes.Whoa, okay wow there's a lot of text in this book and slim to nil pics. Did NOT see that coming. And what's with the font-size and margins? Are they trying to pack as much information as they can on this page? Jesus Fuc -- sorry God, didn't mean that please let me pass. It's just -- haha -- okay I just feel a little light-headed is all maybe rocking back and forth will help. NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! Rocking back and forth did not help. You know what I need a break. NO! No breaks, not yet. Okay, there's no way I can read the entire book. Maybe I'll just skim. Look for keywords and just get the jist of it. That's all these tests are anyway -- recall. But geez 32 pages in a chapter that's a lot of skimming. Okay, getting a little dizzy. Lying down.Okay, chapter skimming done. Reward yourself.That's how to get things done baby!! You do some chapter skimming. You get a reward. Phew, little tired from that though. OK, man up man up. Gotta ride the Bull. We knew we'd have to do this. Let's just raid the roomie's fridge right quick. OK OK OK LIQUID CANDY ENERGY LET'S GET PUMPED. 1 out of 6 chapters skimmed. LET'S GO BABY!FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK. I can't do this. Next chapter was 42 pages!!! HAHA WHAT IS THAT?! I CAN'T TAKE THIS. I'M NOT READY. FUCK FUCK FUCK. THINK. FUCK. OK, WE'RE DEFINITELY NOT TAKING IT. IT'S TOO HARD. HAHA I'LL JUST BRUISE MYSELF UP A LITTLE. CAN'T LET A CRIPPLE TAKE A FINAL?!? THAT'S INHUMANE. I CAN DO THIS. I CAN DO THIS. I LOVE YOU MOM. I CAN DO THIS.I can't do this. Fuck.
Repeat tomorrow night for next final, right after watching a movie. Or two. And checking Facebook really quick.
zaterdag 29 mei 2010
POWER
vrijdag 28 mei 2010
donderdag 27 mei 2010
OLD PEOPLE ARE STONED
Last xmas, I happened across my dad searching for his reading glasses while they were already perched atop his head, and I thought, “If I didn’t know any better I’d say my dad was stoned.” He wasn’t of course. He’s just transitioning from middle-aged into senior discount land. But more and more lately my parents have been reminding me of potheads, and it’s dawned on me…
Old people are in essence stoned at all times.
What used to seem like the sad ravages of age are a lot less alarming if you just imagine the person being high. Then it’s kinda adorable. Hell, I can really relate to my grandparents now.
I too have walked into a room with a purpose, only to find myself standing there at a total loss of what that purpose was. I constantly forget where I put my mail, or the point of stories I’m telling halfway through. I’ll drive well below the speed limit, wondering why everyone else is being so aggressive. I’ve stared at a tree, just enjoying the look of the damn thing. I've definitely gotten obsessed with a particular kind of bread. And I love hot baths and shitty TV.
I think I could have a ton of fun with my grandparents if I were blazed: rocking chairs outside, blankets on our laps, talking about how they keep their lawn so healthy. Dude, do a big ass puzzle! Or bingo at the rec! That would be amazing. I might lose them when I wanna get an assload of buffalo wings and play Mario Kart all night, but they’d probably be ready for bed around that time anyway.
This epiphany has also made me realize that if old people are stoned, then little kids are drunk. Hanging with my nieces and nephew is eerily similar to showing up late (and sober) to a party. I get to hear the same stories over and over again, told with the bare minimum of sense-making at the loudest possible volume. The short attention spans and tempers. The spilling of drinks and accidental breaking of shit. Not to mention the occasional fights and passing out on the couch. It’s uncanny.
Though unlike my genius plan for my grandparents, I’m not sure my brother would appreciate me getting shitfaced before I baby-sit. -Writer: Worm Miller-
For the original article, go here.
Skins, The Movie?????!!!!!
For more info,
check Screen Daily,
check Perez.
woensdag 26 mei 2010
dinsdag 25 mei 2010
Here comes the Flashover!
Finally.. Fuck, Klaxons aren't the fastest bunch, are they? Luckily this promises a lot, it's awesmazing!
50s premakes!
Ok, what if all the coolest movies of our time would have been made in the 50s?! Well, they would look like crap, and still be kinda cool(, like Plan 9 from Outer Space). So enjoy!
Don't forget to bring a towel!
A towel, it says, is about the most massively useful thing an interstellar hitchhiker can have. Partly it has great practical value. You can wrap it around you for warmth as you bound across the cold moons of Jaglan Beta; you can lie on it on the brilliant marble-sanded beaches of Santraginus V, inhaling the heady sea vapors; you can sleep under it beneath the stars which shine so redly on the desert world of Kakrafoon; use it to sail a miniraft down the slow heavy River Moth; wet it for use in hand-to-hand-combat; wrap it round your head to ward off noxious fumes or avoid the gaze of the Ravenous Bugblatter Beast of Traal (such a mind-bogglingly stupid animal, it assumes that if you can't see it, it can't see you); you can wave your towel in emergencies as a distress signal, and of course dry yourself off with it if it still seems to be clean enough. More importantly, a towel has immense psychological value. For some reason, if a strag (strag: non-hitch hiker) discovers that a hitch hiker has his towel with him, he will automatically assume that he is also in possession of a toothbrush, face flannel, soap, tin of biscuits, flask, compass, map, ball of string, gnat spray, wet weather gear, space suit etc., etc. Furthermore, the strag will then happily lend the hitch hiker any of these or a dozen other items that the hitch hiker might accidentally have "lost". What the strag will think is that any man who can hitch the length and breadth of the galaxy, rough it, slum it, struggle against terrible odds, win through, and still knows where his towel is is clearly a man to be reckoned with. | |||||
— Douglas Adams, The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy |
zondag 23 mei 2010
zaterdag 22 mei 2010
La Chasse Est Ouverte
vrijdag 21 mei 2010
U ♥ Cédric
woensdag 19 mei 2010
dinsdag 18 mei 2010
zondag 16 mei 2010
zaterdag 15 mei 2010
Escape to Plastic Beach
Gorillaz U.K tour dates:
9/10 – Birmingham, UK @ NIA
9/11 – Newcastle, UK @ Metro
9/12 – Manchester, UK @ Evening News Arena
9/14 – London, UK @ O2 Arena
9/15 – London, UK @ O2 Arena
9/22 – Dublin, IE @ O2 Arena
zondag 9 mei 2010
donderdag 6 mei 2010
woensdag 5 mei 2010
I think I like U 2
Awesome song by the guys behind Pony Pony, this one is just as good, I love it!
Download:
Jamaica - I Think I Like U 2
Why don't you love me?
Damn, Beyonce is hella hot in this one, I'm loving the retro vibe. I love you, B, come hither.