Post-Celebration Blog Entry

Felt a little bit woozy all day yesterday (for no apparent reason *ahem*) so I just vegged on the couch, not lifting a finger. Hence I need to blog today what went through my mind yesterday. Might be a little bit non-linear.

First: a fun link, even if it takes a bit long to load:

End of the World as we know it

Then:

I was watching the European MTV awards yesterday and here are my thoughts:

• Beforehand, the viewers were warned the show might contain offensive material. Now isn't it basically a requirement for starlets to wear as little as possible and for rock stars to vomit on stage? Why does MTV issue these warnings - it's pointless. OK, there was a part with COMPLETE FRONTAL NUDITY (gasp).
  
• In the morning, when he was painting a blue stripe across his face, Michael Stipe probably didn't foresee he was going to be "interviewed" by Kelly Osbourne about hair products and the fact that Christina Aguilera wouldn't talk to her. Just saying.
  
• Do I want to see Justin Timberlake on stage when Robbie Williams is also nominated? Can you spell "rethorical question"?
  
• Christina Aguilera increasingly looks like a roast chicken.
  
• The nudity bit was lame - it was supposed to look like the bit in "Hair", but the producers didn't stop to think that nobody in the audience had even heard of "Hair". Therefore it looked rather pointless. Nude people were holding signs that said "No war" (how YESTERDAY) and then lifted them over their head. Some of the sign holders were trying to cover their genitals with their hands. How pathetic.
  
• I really don't like the White Stripes and they suck live. At least they were singing live, most people were only lip-synching. Badly, I might add.
  
• Realized I had never seen Vin Diesel before. Then realized that really wasn't a problem.
  
• Funny part: Chris Pontius announcing the White Stripes had won and when they got up, yelling "No, it's Coldplay, really." Heh heh. Otherwise: Jackass sucks, too.
  
• Embarassing moment: when MTV Germany pretended its VJs were live on stage "Hello Edinburgh!" while nobody in their right mind would have mistaken the three amused onlookers in the background for the crowd in the main show.

Other than that:

I am going on holiday!

One week, all inclusive, Turkey. Yay! See you next Friday.

Yay! It's done! Finished university today. (At least if I didn't fail any of my written exams - which I doubt, but you never know.) Anyway. From now on, you may call me Ms. Dipl.-Psych. Or just Ma'am. Whichever you prefer. Cheers.

Waste more time on eighties music here:



I only scored 60, which means

a) that I had my head in the sand during most of the eighties
b) that I usually just sing along going mumblemumble while I have no clue what the lyrics actually are
c) that song lyrics tend to drop out of my head at an alarming rate
d) that my mind is slowly going
e) that I definitely need a music joker when going to Who wants to be a millionaire?

Oh, and these days I usually wake up with a song in my head. Don't know exactly why. The day before yesterday it was Boogie Nights...well, that was because I played a game featuring that song on the eyetoy, but I played that a week ago, so I don't know why it was in my head just now. Yesterday it was True Colours...well, that was because I fell asleep during *shudder* Fame Academy where a candidate was practising that song (unfortunately the one who is least able to hold a note - and that means something in Fame Academy, let me tell you!!!). And this is what's in my head today (and this time I've really got no clue how it got there - I even had to google the lyrics to find out what song it was):

Zwan

Of A Broken Heart

if only i die
just once in my life
if only to try
to take a guess, to be the best
a feeling i hide
that runs this world, that keeps us alive
i want you to climb with me

until i die of a broken heart
a broken heart
until i die of a broken heart
a broken heart
until i die

the heart of a child
is in your hands now
so let's see you smile
'cause i'm not impressed with your loneliness
and it's been a while
since you forgave all your changes made
so let's count the miles together

until i die of a broken heart
a broken heart
until i die of a broken heart
a broken heart
until i die of a broken heart
a broken heart
until i die

if only i die
just once in my life
if only to try together

until i die of a broken heart
a broken heart
until i die of a broken heart
a broken heart
until i die of a broken heart
a broken heart
until i die

If you have a song playing in your head, here's the place to let it out and let it free. Run like the wind, little song, run!

I'd like you all to take a moment to consider what it means to be able to Google again. I have to thank this man:

Thank you. :)

I retract everything nasty I said about the website my computer kept redirecting to when I tried to access Google. They had nothing to do with it, it's a virus (I wonder where my computer keeps getting those - is he sneaking around at night, visiting dangerous unhealthy places??). Anyway. Just trying to get rid of the damn thing and then it's Google Away! again.

Now I need to go and find my notes on the subject my exam on Wednesday will be about. That and I need to clean the apartment. And wash.

By the way, I am going on a vacation next week...wheee! Booked a week-long trip to Turkey. I certainly hope there still will be some sun because I am as white as a fish's underbelly in the deepest areas of the Mariana's Trench. Though I once saw a documentation on sea creatures of the deep and this metaphor/analogy/whateverfigureofspeechitis might just mean I have big purple spots on my face that are glowing in the dark. Yikes.

And I still am a bit nervous about starting to work. I don't know why really, I've worked in a lot of places before. Hm. I wonder if I'll get a business card. Yay. I'll go and visit my future workplace on Wednesday after my exam, I guess, to take a look at my office and everything.

Now I'll check my mail, if I find links that are fun I might be back to post them later.