Just finished watching The Boat That Rocked. Twice. I've decided that Tom Sturridge is...perfect.





UNF. Reduces me to a giggling mess.

I rewatched Run Fat Boy Run and while the storyline is lame and cliched it genuinely makes me laugh and the ending with makes me happy (not the Dylan on the ship with his bare ass hanging out but the one before that, the inspiratonal ending, not that Dylan's ass doesn't make me happy).

Man. Revelations about ex-schoolmates! Nutsos.

This is an 'OMG I WANT THIS RIGHT. NOW. THIS. INSTANT.' post.


Mmm men's coats.

Why hello there, 1960s Alain Delon.


Mmmmmm what I would do for a bucket of KFC chicken right now.

Have to wait 'till 23/11 for the dvd to ship. Why so long.

LOL who knew the sun looked so bloody scary. My perpetual image of it is one that wears sunglasses and sings showtunes to random pedestrians.

Seeing honest enthusiastic comments on Facebook about New Moon makes me vomit.

Sick weekend in London! It was v. lovely to see everyone again - HH (of course lol), LP people (too many to list but this includes Nav, Rahman, Iththa, Angus, Syafiqah..), Brunei hall receptionists, Rifah and Ainul! and um, Dini. HAHA. Random. He has a place of his own and doesn't even have to pay for it. Lucky bastard.

On Saturday we went to Reading to pick up our stuff..I still have some left including my after wax wipes lol. Oh well..and I guess they were right, Oakview food is getting better 'cos usually weekend food over there stinks but now it's quite decent. They should set up milkshake machines tbh now that would be cool. Anyway yes LP was fine and seemed the same old same old except for that whole cinema trip shenanigans which is just ridic. Then that night we went karaoke-ing in Farringdon. Some drunk girl kept stumbling into our room which ruined our flow and rhythm. Not really. (we didn't have any..)

The next day I had breakfast with Rifah, Ainul and Azeem at South Kensington at this creperie place which had truly awesome crepes. Salmon + potatoes + perfect crepe = heaven on earth. I was late of course partly 'cos of the lateness of the circle line and mostly because I overslept. lol. Then we went to Oxford St. to go shopping which is as hectic as it sounds... wandered around a bit in H&M And HMV. For some reason we talked about Pokemon a lot that afternoon lmao. Then left to meet up with HH at Dini's place. How awesome would it be to live across Whiteleys?

And then the highlight of the day was of course Patrick Wolf! What an entertainer. The setlist was sooo long and he played so many of his old songs (Paris, Wind in the Wires, Pigeon Song) I was so happy. it was a seated venue but by the 5th or 6th song everyone was standing up and dancing. And OMG I love Alec Empire - he accompanied PW during a few songs and his intros really made me wish I was in a club tbh. It was epic. It was such a great gig...costume changes, string set, back up singers, the band, PW's general sparklyness (literally), tight pants etc etc. And man - how talented is that guy. He can play pretty much any instrunment and he's got an amazing voice, and it showed that night.

Anyway that's my weekend. Back to reality now and have to catch up with work. Boo.

Ah how I've missed this internet cafe in Paddington with its plethora of cheesy London souvenirs and cosmopolitan mould. And annoying seats.

Dylan was on fire last night. Of course I was hoping he would recognize little ol' me..no idea if he did lol but we were really close to the stage, in the second row and very near the centre so much so that I could see his fabulous spittle flying out from his mouth. And there was so much eye contact going on ohmaigawd I thought I was going to DIE in my seat. Not even joking. I have to add he was MUCH improved from last time we saw him in Reading last year. Even though at the time I though it was brilliant I can definitely tell last night's show was much more coherent and there at least seemed to be some structure to his act...lol overnalysing. Might be i'm influenced by his towering figure cos we were so damn close omg. HE WAS BEAUTIFUL IN ALL HIS SHAMBLY GLORY. OK enough. Some zesty tid bits:

1. "Edinburgh is like the start of a wedding. It's all grand and stately and mostly dull, to be honest. Glasgow is like the end of a wedding. You've got beans in your hair and someone's writing their phone number on your elbow with a mascara wand."
2. His impression of English people LOL. Definitely loved the physicality of the show (last time there wasn't any if I can recall)..more facial expressions, jutting limbs. Plus all the exaggerated accents.
3. His impression of Irish people who "look like they're hiding other people inside them".
4. Putting down a couple of hecklers. Someone asked him whether he's really drunk and Dylan said "well you must be as stupid as your question is". Must be pretty annoyed with the same old question over and over again
5. Lots of hair ruffling :)
6. A few moments when he forgot what he was going to say and muttered something about how he should have gotten a real job instead rofl
7. Stopping the audience from clapping because it upsets his rhythm and said that we were like bad drummers LOL
8. How kids make up words. "Look at that church, it's so random! Marriage, that's totally gay!" LOL I SAY THIS STUFF ALL THE TIME

bad points: encore was too short. the whole thing was too short, ended like 10 minutes before 10 :(

AHHHHHHHHH SO GLAD ICHOSE EDINBURGH LOL!

Apparently Sally's friend saw JK Rowling waiting for a bus here in Edinburgh :ooooo

So many questions in my head. no, actually, just one. Like, why would she be using the bus when could be driving a badass hummer through the streets of Leith? Or when she can be swimming in a pool of money?



this is what i would do if i were filthy rich.
but i would probably still like to walk around the city though. good for JK for being environmentally conscious I suppose! I didn't even realize she still lived here lol.

ps i just finished my two essays. ha, i beat university! (for now..)
pps: 24 is awesome. Jack Bauer needs to exist in real life.

I'm FUCKED!!!! Well at least for these first few days of the week.

I lost my pin number to my debit card. And I have no cash.

My last 3 quid I just spent on The Big Issue (worth it imo) and a big bottle of Volvic. I'm just going to live off these two items for a couple of days till my pin number arrives  by post. Ohhh. Shit.

We got a temporary music tutor today because they switched timetables or whatever. His name is Luis and he's QT!!! Why are all music PHD students adorable. I need to know where they all congregate.

Zombieland is a really awesome film. The only thing I didn't like about it was the typical ~nerdy boy/hot chick~ plot but the soundtrack alone made up for it. And Woody Harrleson is appropriately badass. And...BM. Yes, COMEDY LEGEND. So appropriate. So hilarious. If someone were to ask me who my favourite actor is, I'd probably say That Guy. All my previous hollywood/obscure indie movie heartthrob crushes do not count. Except for Joseph Gordon Levitt. I don't know where to put the dash in his name.

Hmm. OK. I'm going out tomorrow for Halloween. And totally unprepared. What should I go as?! I hate dressing up. I need something quick and easy. Or anything purchasable. Suggestions plz :( Anyone? Anyone? BUELLER?

(or I might just curl up in bed and cry myself to sleep tomorrow night...lmao ok, not.)

This is so cool. I'm going to see David Sedaris do a reading and book signing next year in London in March and Dylan in less than a month.

I am just shitting my pants just thinking about it. Two of my idols!!!! :) I keep reading about how David is sweet and takes the time to have a conversation with his fans during his signings. Can't wait to hear his new stuff. And  I'm still planning on cornering Dylan in a dark alleyway and rape him and at least get an autograph and hopefully a picture if he's feeling nice. But he's so intimidating to me unlike David. I guess it's largely to do with the fact that I want to jump Dylan's bones.

It's weirdly attractive/hilarious how the Irish say 'tanks' instead of 'thanks'.

I'm getting so lazy with uni. I've been skipping my English and Music lectures for the past week. The literature ones are so dull. I shouldn't skip my Music ones this week at least because I need that stuff for tutorial next week. I might just skip that one too though. Blahh. Need to get out of this funk.

My eyebrows are very thin now.



Super! Threading is quite pleasant...except when the beautician did the areas near my eyelids...I had tears in my eyes.

Just wanted to show my appreciation for The Sartorialist, a blog which features snaps of stylish people on the streets (though if you're not as ignorant as I am, a few of them are famous models, photographers, etc). Look at these fierce bitches:


This woman's haircut is perfect.

(brief intermission here to mention how I'm lovin' that glossy red hair and how the colour matches his shoes)

and of course it's not just about what they wear but how they're wearing it, the expression on their faces, etc. case in point the last image taken in New Delhi; just some random boy riding a bike, wearing fairly ordinary clothes (reminds me of my old kid t-shirts, I used to wear boy shirts) but his eyes are intense and his expression sad. And I love that his bike is old and rusty.

Of COURSE after trawling through hundreds of pictures I decided to go online shopping...bad, bad idea. Then I placed an order at a site and forgot to change the delivery address so my stuff's going to be sent to LP, which is very annoying. This is what I get for relapsing and being an overall try-hard! I couldn't help it. That army jacket was just too tempting.

EDIT: I just realized that the Sartorialist would probably hate that I wear UGGs but goddamn they are so warm and comfortable. i think they should be an exception to the fashion rule tbh.

Writing a magazine article is harder than it looks. I think it's because I have no set topic of what I want to write - my head's full of ideas but when I write them down I can only get through to three sentences tops. Maybe I should take up smoking. Writers smoke, right? I could get intoxicated instead but it's hard to type properly..