Just HAD to put this up. It's so !!! fun and LGBT and dresden dolls and artistic and pretty :) Link here: http://twitpic.com/1bsbrc

omg I realised why I liked the music video for "Je Suis Une Dolly" so much!

It reminds me of london! The time I went there.

Okay, so the dolly rockers are very obviously pop and not indie at all-- they're signed to Parlophone-- but I still like them. (weakness) The song makes me think of having fun and being out there and not being afraid to muck around. It says: "I'm not afraid to be female, I'm not afraid to dress however I like, I'm not afraid of displaying my art, I'm not afraid to be ME."

Hmm. The way feminism works is that... some hardcore feminists would slam the dolly rockers for "submitting to a man's perception of beauty" by wearing heels and short skirts. On the other end of the feminist spectrum, some might argue that the clothes actually emphasise one's feminity in a society where other females struggle to suppress it. It's a strange contrast, in the video, that all the females in the background are dressed quite conservatively-- long pants, muted colours-- especially regarding the scene at hotel reception where the girl getting mad at them is wearing a long-sleeved work shirt, which is fairly masculine.

I don't think this contrast is deliberate, but if you viewed it as a form of art, it would be saying something about how women are inhibited and hesitant to express their opinions, as compared to men. The comparison to men arises out of the fact that the dolly rockers are female, and this difference automatically sets them apart from the people they're interacting with in the video. It's also interesting to note that the security guards and people trying to block out the camera or get them to stop are almost entirely male, which lends weight to the argument that men are trying to stop women from expressing their true selves.

Conclusion? I don't think the feminist things I pointed out in this video were deliberate on the part of the filmmakers, but it was fun to speculate. And I like it anyway :)

So hai :D music for today will be... Shabazz Palaces!

Ok technically it's in the hip-hop genre, and for most people reading this, hip hop= bad, but give this a try? It's indie hip hop, if you can call it that. They're on the lineup for the Sasquatch Music Festival, the one Tegan and Sara are going to be at. (Plus She and Him, They Might Be Giants, The Mountain Goats, Ok Go, The xx, Band of Horses, i.e. GOOD STUFF.)

Hee. The last post sounded like I was obsessed with Tegan and Sara. Well I am! Mildly.

ach and the reason why I go to borders so much is because I have a giftcard for it. Otherwise I just go to bookmooch/ the library/ geeru for fresh books xD

I've been into music lately. Or rather, anything that can drown out the voices in my head. I don't think I have have Schizophrenia, though. The voices aren't telling me to fight wars and be a matyr. (does anyone get that?) It just keeps all the worry voices quiet and then I can focus on math or chem or bio or whatever it is that I need to focus on. Sometimes the bbc world service works too.

Quite recently I've been having the urge to write. As in, write and write and cover all the walls with my words until I bleed dry. [Alliteration!] I mean, twitter is useful if you feel like you have something to scream to the world, but you only have 140 characters in which to make your point, you know? xD Twitter is a good outlet for the overly obnoxious personality. And also I have to study for common tests, but it seems the more I study (and realise how much I do not know) the less the chance I have of passing.

I want to write and write and tell everybody what I think about THIS and this and this and how everything is epic. This is severely arrogant. But of course, when I get the urge to write, I should milk it for what it's worth. ("To indoctrinate everybody who reads your blog", you might think. "An exercise in egotism." you might think.)

No, actually I have to roll out more material so the new book blog will have something on it. And also so it looks like a ~portfolio for publishers to see and go: "Oh! This kid is Literate! She can form actual Sentences!" and so on. Hopefully.

Before it can be properly unveiled I have to learn coding first, so there can be a link to my Bio and a link to Authors I Liek and maybe a link to a place where I can embed my videos. Things like that. For that to happen my common tests have to be over first, I think. And I need a name! Does anybody have any ideas for NAMES? On the blog will be... book reviews primarily, and sometimes editorials (basically blogs that look professional and say: I think THIS about healthcare/ youtube community/ alternative energy sources/ singapore etc)

I won't be moving over permanently, though. This blog will stay up mainly for personal things, and to keep in touch with you guys <>

okay tchus see you on the other side! :)

hey! put this on for me, will ya? Just hit play, and continue reading. It's good stuff this time.

The fact that they happen to look kind of hot in this video helps too :)

Speaking of Tegan and Sara, the other time I was at the HMV in citylink mall, I went in looking for cds, just because. When I saw Sainthood (their latest album) I almost fainted. This is not an exaggeration! Or maybe xD

BUT! It was displayed near the front, and I was surprised they were so mainstream. As in, when I look for CDs in Borders I have to flip through all the racks, just to find the ones I want. As in SCOUR them and check every CD under the letter of interest-- they're arranged alphabetically-- just to find the good stuff. That's how I found the dresden dolls' and the bird and the bee.

Ohh they're just good.

hello my friends. I'm listening to this now, by the way:

as recommended from a book blog.

(it's not the best music, but it helps drown things out)

I have my GP common test tomorrow, 2.30pm, approximately 12 hours from now.

My mum told me to prepare.

I don't feel like preparing. I don't know. Common sense dictates that I should at least prepare sample questions, so when I pick questions tomorrow it won't seem so scary.

Last year, as evidence for GP, I used to use stuff I read from the anthropology blogs I'm subbed to on Google Reader. No one knows about that evidence, it is obscure yet relevant, the marker thinks I know something, I get the marks. Easy.

Of course it's easy. How can it be hard when your teacher forgets gordon brown's name?

Of course there's the risk that a harder teacher might mark my essay. In which case I'll come up with the most obscure/ treehugger/ vegan/ indie/ hippie/ youtube examples, and crap a little. And, oh, remember to write my conclusion and state the links from paragraph to thesis statement very explicitly.

I sound arrogant.

It's true.

and snarky. that's true too.

It's pointless to engage in a ideological war, yes? I should just do what I'm supposed to.

Had bio tuition today. Teacher told me off for being "listless" and quiet. He said my body language indicated that I didn't feel like being at tuition. wtf what do you expect me to say when I don't know what to say and have no questions to ask? And do you really think I enjoy being in bio tuition? Do I really want to be present when all I really have to do is mug for GP, and you made me miss math remedial? Do I really want to be here when I'm signed up for 2 math tuitions, 2 bio tuitions, 2 chem tuitions and gp tuition?

This shouldn't be a personal attack. But I really don't understand when you say want me to give long answers to your questions. I really don't know any answers, because I haven't studied. Sometimes your questions only warrant short answers. What do you want me to freaking say, if I've haven't studied. What kind of long answers do you want? Do you want essay answers? But your questions aren't essay questions.

WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO SAY WHEN YOU SAY I'M QUIET

WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME

I ALWAYS SAY THE WRONG FREAKING THING

THAT'S WHY I KEEP MY MOUTH SHUT, BECAUSE I HAVE COMMON SENSE

WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO, MAKE UP SHIT AND SPIT IT IN FRONT OF YOU

WHAT DO YOU MEAN WHEN YOU SAY YOU WANT ME TO SPEAK MORE

WOULD I WILLINGLY CONTRIBUTE DRIVEL TO YOUR IDLE CONVERSATIONS

I DON'T LIKE TALKING TO YOU, AND I'M NOT GOING TO PRETEND OTHERWISE

And of course I don't look you in the eye. I don't like you. I never look authority in the eye. I always look down, or to the side. I have poor interpersonal skills. Looking people in the eye creeps me out, especially when you are sitting right across me. What do you want me to do, stare at you for the entire 2 hours? Of course I respect you. That's why I don't look you in the eye.

Yes, of course this is self-justification. What else is it?

hee. this is the kind of chick I wanted to be when I was 11:

On an unrelated note, sometimes I have the creepy feeling that my friends will end up saying these things to me. And we will fall out. After I've done the whole passive-aggressive act, of course.

It's not that I don't trust my friends enough not to do this, I'm just afraid that one day they will decide that they have "grown up" and hence have to make the "practical" decision. There are 2 things at stake if this happens:

1) the relationship between me and hypothetical friend

2) ideals

For one, I would really really like to hang on to this relationship, because the person I'm thinking about is absolutely important to me, and I don't want to have to fall out because of a clash of ideals. Secondly I'm worried that by not listening, I'll be doing the stupid, stubborn, immature thing. Or I might just not listen out of spite. As in I'm worried about being so single-minded that I would make the risky but appealing decision instead of the safe but boring one.

I don't know. People have been threatening that if I don't make the right choice, I will be broke and unemployed. I'm grateful that I've been fortunate enough not to understand what being poor means, but it also means that I have no idea what will await me if I really get in trouble. Heck, I don't even know what "trouble" means.

My mum says it will be hard for me to live without the comforts, i.e. theater/ concerts, vacations, expensive stuff. But her definition of "comfortable", in local terms, means having a car, private apartment, maybe a club membership. I could do without a car. I can't even drive, and most of my car money (if I had money) would go towards college, so that's out of the question. I'm also too much of an idiotic tree-hugger to buy a car and pay for petrol, anyway.

I don't know what a club membership is useful for, except for investment purposes. This is unrelated, but I don't like the people at the clubs, ever since I was small. The kids and the parents are the same. All that's important is to keep up appearances, and to make sure people know you have enough money to go overseas after your O levels. Once you're at school overseas, you can party all you want and major in psychology, so that you can tell people you've got a Degree, although really you've learnt absolutely nothing at all. Also, it's very important to be able to socialise with the right people and get into the right places and go to the fancy dinners.

Back to the point. Although it greatly simplifies things if I just study what I'm interested in finding out more about, the people around me are more concerned with my future, with what I do after I finish uni. For my parents, whatever I do has to make enough money so I am able to support myself, which in my dad's opinion means something professional: medicine/ law/ architecture/ engineering. But there are tons of people who aren't doing the above, and they are getting along just fine-- I suppose we have differing opinions as to what "supporting oneself" means.

If all else fails I could do tuition-- it's practically an industry of its own. It pays better than waiting tables.