This song always catches me, whenever i listen to it, in all the years i’ve known it. This is the reason why i’ve been to the Wan2 fest last summer.
Something’s strange with hungary’s (i think i can risk it) biggest free e-mail provider, [freemail]. Somehow it seems they fixed their anti-spam filter, as lately i only receive one or two spam kind of mail a day to my public [freemail] addresses. It’s strange because earlier i got many, there were days when it was up to sixteen. Compared to that, nowadays’ performance of about one a day is a real achievement. But compared to Gmail, it’s still in losing position, as there i got one spam message—in a year.
Life of Pi
Yesterday i asked my brother for some interesting audio-book for the times of being tired to read but awake to sleep, and he gave me Yann Martel‘s Life of Pi. I just listened to the first nine or so chapters of it, which was really fascinating. Kind of reminds me of Orwell‘s Coming up for air, in many ways, the style, the methods. Not as if i were telling Martel was a copycat, it’s original, i think.
Too bad this and installing Ubuntu made me skip learning. I don’t know what i’ll do, as i really should’ve practiced german and read that history stuff over again. Maybe i will now, but i don’t know if it’ll be successful.
So i was installing Ubuntu, and it’s working fine on that half of my anime partition, except of a few annoying things i couldn’t yet solve. Such is first of all that it rejects to connect to the local WLAN, of unknown reason. I’ll figure out somehow, the troublesome part of this is that since i can’t connect to the network, i can’t connect to the shared internet either (i fear i’ll have to run a few laps with that too…), so i can’t access the online help, so i’ll have to use the desktop computer for that purpose. Lazy.
Crushed
Crushed here i lie, like a bug. Like a bug of least importance and significance. Crushed by crush. How foolish it was on my behalf to do what i did last autumn—and naturally it did end up the same way. Downwards, falling into infinity. Help surely won’t come, it never does, this thing is something everyone needs to solve himself. Feel down man, seek nepenthe for your pain, or if you’re brave try living with it. I think i personally am a coward so i’d rather bury myself in work just as i did last time. And driving, because i realised that when i drive i don’t think. If i can keep it up long enough, the best medicine, time will bring surcease of sorrow. Until then, smile on, grief in. Try not to show what’s been hit by the mace of life with such fury that it shattered into millions of splinters, all sharp and painful. Doesn’t matter. Try to be happy on the happiness of someone dear, try to survive, and try to go on. Go on, there’s nothing to see here. Someone suffered near-fatal wounds, but life decided to keep him for now. I wonder how it feels to die inside. Maybe i already know?
This is it
I was undecided until now if i should write this post in english or in hungarian. I wanted to do it english, but i thought i don’t have the neccessary vocab for it. It’s probably so, but i don’t care.
Yesterday we had our evening on the tiles, and i was a bit carried away in terms of consuming alcoholic beverages, so i was a bit overhung this morning. The funny thing was in this that i didn’t know that we were going to my brother’s today, where i could’ve driven if i was in appropriate conditions. I wasn’t, so i only drove home, which was also nice enough.
Tomorrow i’ll have loads to do, but i’m too tired to worry about anything now. I’m just listening to my dark collection i’m addicted to now, and plan to make myself a tea (i mean, make a tea for myself, not turn myself into tea). I also got back my Queen Loana (by Umberto Eco) from my bro, so after finishing Either/or and Kim (yeah, i still haven’t finished it, shame on me).
Whoya
This title caused my mind to follow a quick thought that connected this word to a song of NOFX, Kill all the white men, where the chorus sounds something like “whoye, whoye, kill all the white men…”–so my mind followed and i ended up writing something i haven’t planned.
To be or not to be
Today i fetched the book Either-or by Søren Aabye Kirkegaard, a danish philosopher of the nineteenth century. I really wanted to finally read something from him, because lately i felt some mysterious pull toward his thoughts. Well, now i got it, and three weeks to read it. Maybe i’ll manage somehow (then i’ll have to start reading the required books for literature lessons).
~ will also have to write that comparison essay on the political philosophy of Plato and Aristotle, i think that if i start right now after writing this post, i may manage to do it, and i might even have time to practice german. I’ll have to since i’m going on a serious competition (OKTV)…
Blogging
In the afternoon i read an article written by a friend about other people blogging about blogging. This way now i’m blogging about at first about someone who blogged about someone else blogging about how much they dislike blogging, and also about simply blogging and reasons. I promise, i won’t write such confusing sentences anymore in this post.
Naturally
I’m dead tired after two hours of dancing. The faces of my classmates are burnt into my retinae, but at least i feel that we are having progress in learning that dance for the first of our graduation ceremonies. Hurray.
Naturally i haven’t done anything about the podcast i wrote about earlier, but i couldn’t care less now. Once upon a time, maybe i’ll do it. Not now for sure.
Glow
Title: +UNDERGROUND+
Creator: *vashperado
