I've never understood the whole priniciple of sending cards with hearts on. Maybe I'm cynical but in my opinion men only give you flowers when they have done something bad. Either way the whole world gets hopped up on all the wonderful Hallmark love and run around like giddy teenagers for the day, overlooking the real facts of Valentines Day and why it should be abolished. These are just five reasons why I think it's pretty much bollocks.
1. its based around the martycism of St Valentine who was beheaded for refusing to deny Christ (and this has what to do with giving people cards with slushy messages in and crappy stuffed bears holding "I love you". St V was brutally murdered. it hardly speaks of love!)
2. It makes SINGLE people feel like shit
3. It makes guys in relationships feel even shitter because they not only have to think of original gifts for her birthday, and christmas he now has to pull the ultimate romantic evening
4. One day of the year you're supposed to show someone how much you care by giving them some shitty piece of card with some lame message in. what about the other 364 days of the year?
5. no one really sees it for what it is... a capitalistic commercialised pile of butt wank.
You guys buying into all this shit are the idiots who make the idiots who come up with this shit rich!
Wednesday 14 February 2007
Friday 2 February 2007
Greetings!
I am 22. I am a history student and I'm a gemini.
I don't hold much stock by horoscopes but people seem to think it defines personality. I'm not sure how it works but apparently being born in a certain month makes you predisposed to specific traits. That never really sat well with me. I'm a fan of the whole nature/nurture argument. I'm not sure that astrology holds the key to higher thinking.
I am also a geek.
I realise that in most circles being a geek is not a good thing. Geeks, nerds, dweebs... they were the kids in school who got the wedgies. Thankfully, I have never had a wedgie nor have I ever had my head flushed. I am still a geek however.
I enjoy a number of geeky activities. I love history. I love researching. I love museums. I love writing historical stories. Even worse I love writing Fanfiction. I most eyes that bumps me up to the next level. That makes me not only a geek but a nerd. I can live with being a geek, and I can live with being a nerd. I can also tell you I don't collect action figures. I have never watched Star Trek and I don't make minature models of space ships. Maybe this brings me down a level on the 'Geek-o-meter'.
I am also a TV junkie. I love TV. I love American TV. I love British TV. I love it all.
I enjoy a quiet drink with my friends. I love to dance - albeit in my geeky-shuffling-kind-of-way. I love cider. I love food. I don't care about love handles.
As a student, money is always an issue. For example this morning my breakfast consisted of bread with BBQ sauce. I would like to say this was because white bread and BBQ sauce is a taste sensation and not because I have run out of butter.
It would be a lie however.
I'm not entirely sure when butter became a luxury item... I used to feel special when I opened the cupboard and found jam. Those days are long gone. The bread line looms ever closer.
I think I have about twenty quid to my name until I get paid next so butter is off the menu for the time being. It should make things interesting in the meantime.
I work part-time in a museum cafe. It's about as close as I manage to get to culture these days. My finals are looming on the horizon like a black cloud of doom and I have more work to do than there are hours in the day. Yet I have wasted the whole of my day off writing crap on blogs.
This is what we call 'being a student'.
I have been known to spend my last ten pounds in the union rather than on food. To normal people this seems bizzare. To me it seems like the obvious thing to do. It's often followed by groans of regret and hunger. This is justified by saying 'you're young, you only live once'. It's amazing how many times I have used that phrase. It's also amazing how many times I will still spend that last tenner on drinking.
I think, perhaps, I have painted Studenthood in a bad light. It is not all doom and gloom. Days are for sleeping, nights are for talking. Bad films and game consoles are the activities of the average student. I have mastered several games on the Xbox and the playstation. I also live by the Sims. I have more free time than I have ever had in my life -even despite working and juggling my course - and I have met some of the most unique individuals in the universe.
For now, that is all I have to say - after all this was only supposed to be a greeting.
Amy x
I don't hold much stock by horoscopes but people seem to think it defines personality. I'm not sure how it works but apparently being born in a certain month makes you predisposed to specific traits. That never really sat well with me. I'm a fan of the whole nature/nurture argument. I'm not sure that astrology holds the key to higher thinking.
I am also a geek.
I realise that in most circles being a geek is not a good thing. Geeks, nerds, dweebs... they were the kids in school who got the wedgies. Thankfully, I have never had a wedgie nor have I ever had my head flushed. I am still a geek however.
I enjoy a number of geeky activities. I love history. I love researching. I love museums. I love writing historical stories. Even worse I love writing Fanfiction. I most eyes that bumps me up to the next level. That makes me not only a geek but a nerd. I can live with being a geek, and I can live with being a nerd. I can also tell you I don't collect action figures. I have never watched Star Trek and I don't make minature models of space ships. Maybe this brings me down a level on the 'Geek-o-meter'.
I am also a TV junkie. I love TV. I love American TV. I love British TV. I love it all.
I enjoy a quiet drink with my friends. I love to dance - albeit in my geeky-shuffling-kind-of-way. I love cider. I love food. I don't care about love handles.
As a student, money is always an issue. For example this morning my breakfast consisted of bread with BBQ sauce. I would like to say this was because white bread and BBQ sauce is a taste sensation and not because I have run out of butter.
It would be a lie however.
I'm not entirely sure when butter became a luxury item... I used to feel special when I opened the cupboard and found jam. Those days are long gone. The bread line looms ever closer.
I think I have about twenty quid to my name until I get paid next so butter is off the menu for the time being. It should make things interesting in the meantime.
I work part-time in a museum cafe. It's about as close as I manage to get to culture these days. My finals are looming on the horizon like a black cloud of doom and I have more work to do than there are hours in the day. Yet I have wasted the whole of my day off writing crap on blogs.
This is what we call 'being a student'.
I have been known to spend my last ten pounds in the union rather than on food. To normal people this seems bizzare. To me it seems like the obvious thing to do. It's often followed by groans of regret and hunger. This is justified by saying 'you're young, you only live once'. It's amazing how many times I have used that phrase. It's also amazing how many times I will still spend that last tenner on drinking.
I think, perhaps, I have painted Studenthood in a bad light. It is not all doom and gloom. Days are for sleeping, nights are for talking. Bad films and game consoles are the activities of the average student. I have mastered several games on the Xbox and the playstation. I also live by the Sims. I have more free time than I have ever had in my life -even despite working and juggling my course - and I have met some of the most unique individuals in the universe.
For now, that is all I have to say - after all this was only supposed to be a greeting.
Amy x
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