I don't want to study anymore!!!!

My eyelashes are burning from all that reading!!!! I think I'll have to buy a pair of those neutral glasses that people use for reading and watching TV and stuff. My eyes hurt really bad!!! :(

Buut I'm OK, really happy about the subjects I'm taking. I'm less scared of my teacher and can answer his questions more confidently now, and I'm starting to hang out with my classmates more often. Most of them are really nice, and I'm happy about making new friends. Some of them, although, aren't so nice, and tried to esclude me from the class, but I don't mind them, so they can spend their energy on whatever they want.

So, a really good thing is that I've been managing to have an absolutely adorable notebook with cute separations for every subject, and a really nice and compfortable notebook for taking notes in class (which are very nasty, but transform into beautiful paragraphs and diagrams on the definite format of the cute notebook). Also, I managed to sell a lot of Oriflame products, and I bought a nice filing folder for all my disorganized papers, which I currently carry on a very thin very uncompfortable folder that tends to fall out of my hands. I pesronalized my new filing folder, and It's ready to be used from tomorrow on.

Now I would like to talk about that cuteness concept relating to notebooks, pens, stickers, and all those desktop materials (or is it said utensils? You tell me, please, if you're there and you know).
To me is very important to have nice materials when I'm going to study. I like it when everything is organized and looks good. It inspires me to work. I always find it harder to start working or studying when my notebooks aren't well organized, or when they are right down ugly and don't have a hard cover. I hate bendable covers on notebooks, they suck. You can't ever be sure if the writing you've done stays in a good state when you have such notebooks, because of the natural bending they suffer on your backpack. So, beautiful utensils help me work harder and better, as ugly or low quality ones decrease my performance.
Of course this shallow and wrong, because if it means that if I didn't had the resources to buy better quality and prettier stuff I would be a worse student, and I'm not that compfortable with that idea, because most of the people in my country don't have the resources, and they can't opt to the same level of education that I've had, and I hate to think that if I'm cappable of studying at the university it is SOLELY because I've always had more money than the majority of my compatriots. That sucks, I would like to change the world so everybody could opt to have the very best, but I know this isn't possible... I DID studied sociology...

Well, I'm a bit sad now, on top of being tired, great job you stupid blog! (or stupid mind, for that matter) Now It'll be twice as hard to start studying and pass these effing subjects!!!

Ok so sorry to bore you with all that. aybe to compensate you I could show you a couple of things that I think are REALLY CUTE so you can finally have some material about what this blog is supposed to be about. This is a Deviant art gallery of a girl I've met once or twice, and it is worth watching for she has adorable stuffs on sale.

So, here it goes: http://pipi-poyo.deviantart.com/gallery/#_featured

Please enjoy that link, and I'll see you around after I finish my monstruous and evil tests :)
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IF you exist...

Tim Minchin

Hello, and sorry for the new, extended delay in my publication. This yhing of not knowing if anyone is reading what I'm writing is very unmotivating, actually, but not enough to make me desist of this little hobby of mine...

So, today I'll tell you about an Australian musician and comedian that I enjoy listening to (and watching, as the matter of fact, because his on-stage performance is very... peculiar). His name is Tim Minchin, and he is kind of a freak. Yes, maybe after reading my post about Alice that wouldn't surprise you, but actually, it bothered me for quite a while... You'll see, I didn't like him in the beggining, when my boyfriend first showed one of his songs to me (one of the tougher songs he has). I thought he was quite unpleasant, rude, and a little bit scary. I guess you'll understand me a little after watching his photos, but then I started to enjoy his irreverent "dark" display. He maks fun of himself, as well as anybody and anything else, and he is actually a pretty good musician, and an excelent pianist. One of my favorite songs by him is actually quite romantic, a quality that I discovered he must posses, or else he wouldn't write so much about it... destroying it most of the times... But that's the piont, you wouldn't waste your time laughing and destroying something that doesn't exist, or that doesn't mean anything to you... I mean, to be interested enough to destroy something, that thing has to mean something to you doesn't it?... Did you at least understood something of that confusing sentence???? I hope you did, 'cause I won't revise it tonight.

So, Tim Minchin turned to be a great laugh at a lot of parties down my place, and a fair enough companion to solitaire afternoons, as background music while cooking or ironing ore playing solitaire. Also a great novelty, every time a new video of him was updated on youtube. My boyfriend got very interesded on the guy, and learned a lot of his shows by heart (thing that didn't demanded him a lot of effort, giving his utmost and unnerving easyness to learn by heart almost anything he hears that is: in english; japanese or broadcasted by the discovery channel, after only one time listening to it), after which he downloaded the documentary about him, that narrates the story of his succes. Tim Minchin even got me a nice grade in a translation assignment, in which I tried to translate one of his songs respecting a certain rythm and preserving the dark an cinical humor on it. I'll post a video of that song next:




So, that's Tim Minchin. Now, I have a teacher, who kind of looks like him... without the makeup or the crazy hair. Also, you can't see this in tgis vid, but my teacher, unlike Tim, wears shoes.
The thing is, it is a bit complicated for me to separate the two of them, and it makes me afraid of him in some level... that's wrong, I know. Being at the university and scared of your teacher is kind of lame. But it is true. I can't stop thinking on the craziest facet of Tim when I look at him, and I turn into jello... It's frustraiting. If you exist, and have a kind word of support for me, I'd appreciate it...

Bye bye

The Russians

Hello children! Sorry for the delay in this publication, but I wasn't in the right mood, apparently. Today I'm going to talk to you about something funny that happened to me about a week ago. I always go to a certain pub with my boyfriend, and in that pub we always drink a couple of russians: a Black russian for him, and a White one for me. Getting aware of that situation, it ocurred to me that I could work with this "russian thing" to make a short story, and I decided to write a sketch. It became a long story, and I still don't start writing it properly, but tyhe beggininng of it is already defined. It's about a couple that tends to go to a certain famous and prosperous pub, and always drinks black and white russians. Soon they became well known by the waiters and waitresses, who, behind their backs, call the "the russians". The story develops into a crazy plot, but the idea is that you don't feel the trasition. Well the thing is that the last time that we went to the real certain pub, a waiter that has served us a couple of times went absentmindedly to our table, and then, when he realized it was us, he said "Oh, hello you're the russians right?, so one and one with you two" and he was leaving before we could place our legitimate orders!!! (which included a white and a black russian, but acompanied by some sandwiches). It was hilarious. Of course we didn't tell him about my story in progress, but we couldn't stop thinking about it for awhile.

Ok I think that's all. I still don't recover my writing mood. So see you at the other side of the mirror!!!! (assuming that you readers are only a product of my imagination)

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