Bruno Mars

Day 47 – Watchin’ Is What I GoT, I Said Remember That


I felt horrible yesterday. I had that gross scratchy throat, runny nose feeling. I couldn’t decide if it was a season shift kind of sick or the flu so I went home anyway.

And watched the finale of Game of Thrones.

I was very excited about the season finale but after binge watching four years worth of episodes, the episode was kind of just more of the same for me. Although that whole Shae thing took me by surprise, the deaths felt deserved and I wasn’t very shocked. Perhaps I am getting cold-blooded and ruthless after 40 hours of HBO bloodshed. Ah well. Now I have a year to recover…and a year to scheme my way to the Iron Throne!

Also I was informed that it’s just not possible for me to still love Daenerys. And to that, JFtD, I say:


Mother[of]frickin’ dragons!

Things I did today instead of working:

  • Made myself really angry on the bus by listening to music. Oops. No more relating to jaded, dead or aging musicians.

    Just me on the bus with a little alt rock.

    Just me on the bus with a little alt and classic rock.

  • Tried and failed to sleep. So sick 😦

Random daydream / Daenerys’ theme song in my head lyrics:

This one’s for you and me, living out our dreams
We’re all right where we should be
with my arms out wide I open my eyes
And now all I wanna see
Is a sky full of lighters
A sky full of lighters

– Bad Meets Evil feat Bruno Mars


Day 46 – I Go Around A Time or Two, Just to Waste Bus Fares on You


Went to uni today (A SUNDAY!) so that I can get a little bit of work done.


But you should have seen me photocopying. I photocopied the crap out of that HBO book. There is nothing more satisfying that using the photocopier when you have no desire to actually do your own work.

I also managed to do a little photography. And by that I mean I took pictures of the walls and countless selfies. So here’s a little tour of our office (well, my part anyway):

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This is my desk. My little corner of the academic world. Doesn’t it look legit? I have my folders of different colours, my headphones, my noticeboard, my ‘Craft of Research’ book and a coffee mug. Because you’re not a real postgrad unless you’ve got a caffeine addiction.

Look at me, making GoT references like I've been watching this whole time.

Look at me, making GoT references like I’ve been watching this whole time.

Here’s a closer look at my notice board. I’ve finally officially moved into this corner so my TV crap is no longer just a red itchy bite on BL’s confessional noticeboard. It’s a full blown rash.

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There’s the people I am fond of  in the upper left corner with my sleep mask and the modern day love story CH wrote for me in the bottom left corner. The rest of this is my thesis in visual form from the network, to the programmes to the Twitter fans. If only my thoughts were as organised as this noticeboard.

2014-06-15 14.58.14This is something I bought on Friday. I thought I need a little visual reminder of what I hope to accomplish after this thesis. It’s just a replica of the one you can find in New York City and hopefully, looking at it every day will inspire me to keep going.

Every day is one less day to wait for my one true love!

2014-06-15 15.00.13Of course, waiting for your true love is exhausting work. So here’s my blanket and pillow to see me through the cold, depressing, academic days. One day, I’ll have all of New York City to comfort me during the lonely nights.

Ew, wait, no…

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I can thank CH for this little bit of office art. During the inevitable dark hours, I can now always just look up at the wall, see the wise words of the Biebs and be inspired.

Oh, Anderson. What's it all about?

Oh, Anderson. What’s it all about?

I also have the smiling faces of Anderson Cooper and a random dog to shine down on me when I feel like all is lost. Stay with me, AC. Keep me honest.

Speaking of office art, here are some random censored selfies I took with some of the posters on our wall:


Just Katniss holding me hostage


My intimate Marky Mark moment

As you can see, I had an extremely productive day.

Things I did today instead of working:

  • Well, the above captures the day pretty well. In all honesty, I think I’m actually coming down with something. I’ve had the shakes, a headache and a sore throat all day. I really hate it when seasons change. Going in to uni was probably a terrible idea.
  • Got schooled on football. Apparently it’s important I know the rules.
  • No more Game of Thrones for me! At least not until tomorrow. I finished all the old episodes last night and screamed during the trial by combat. Disturbing.
  • I will probably watch a football game before bed. I’m doing my homework, MT. So calm the crap down.

Random “I keep losing my friends to Brooklyn” lyrics:

She was covered in leather and gold
21 years old
I lost her in the cold
It’s unfair she’s out there
Somewhere, somewhere, somewhere in Brooklyn
She’s somewhere, somewhere, somewhere in Brooklyn

On the street kicking rocks
Circling the same block
Green point to Flatbush
Checking every corner shop
Tapping people’s shoulders
Asking if they know her
Everyday’s the same
It’s back to the train

Oh, oh next stop Brooklyn
Oh, oh, I’m still looking

– Bruno Mars

Day 44 – Baby, Sleep Debt is Real. So, So Real.


I didn’t really do much yesterday. I was so tired. I wonder if this is just my permanent state of existence now. Have I missed so much sleep that it is now impossible to function as a normal human being?

While I do remember going in to uni to do some work, I can’t remember much of my day. I think I printed some stuff out at one point.

I do recall thinking about Bruno Mars an awful lot and being very, very happy. God, I wish I could attend another one of his concerts. The point, wink, air kiss thing was just the beginning of our beautiful love story.



Anyway, thesis first. Love affairs with international pop stars can be addressed next year.

Things I did instead of working:

  • Watched King Joffrey die. NBD.
  • Had a JLo party at the office with CH.

    And when I'm feelin' sexy (in my velour tracksuit), who's gonna comfort me?

    And when I’m feelin’ sexy (in my velour tracksuit), who’s gonna comfort me?

  • Dinner and dessert with JK

    'nuff said

    ’nuff said

Random lyrics stuck in my head:

Never had much faith in love or miracles
Never wanna put my heart on the line
But swimming in your water is something spiritual
I’m born again every time you spend the night

‘Cause your sex takes me to paradise
Yeah, your sex takes me to paradise
And it shows, yeah, yeah, yeah

‘Cause you make me feel like I’ve been locked out of heaven
For too long, for too long
Yeah, you make me feel like I’ve been locked out of heaven
For too long, for too long

– Bruno Mars

We shall meet again, Mars.

We shall meet again, Mars.

Day 17 – OH! We’re Halfway There!


I managed to write my three research questions today.  I think I owe a lot of this productivity to CH for napping on the floor and giving me the soothing sounds of her sleep-breathing to use as my writing soundtrack. Thanks babes. Told you I’d mention it in the blog.

I’ve also mostly finished my bibliography and on top of that, I have worked out a draft for my methodology, theoretical framework and research gap sections. Phew! It’s been a pretty busy day but it’s really helped me get back in the mood to research. This part of the process has been amazing in getting me interested in the topic again. I think I forgot that this whole thing was my idea in the first place but I remember now. Hopefully I’ll get the whole thing done by Monday so that I can send it off to be checked and still have time to modify the sections that need work.

I can’t wait to go back tomorrow.

Uni on a Sunday? Hell yes!

Uni on a Sunday? Yes, please!

Oh yeah, I should probably note that my day started off amazingly. I know I dedicate a lot of space to writing about how much I hate the 23 bus but today, it blew my mind. I’m not going to say it came on time. Don’t be ridiculous. However, my first bus was so late that it coincided perfectly with the lateness of the 23. I waited less than a minute to connect my ride to university. Using public transportation fails to my advantage, hells yeah!

Here's to winning the bad luck lottery!

Here’s to winning the bad luck lottery!

Things I did today instead of working:

  • Attempted to do the Hoedown Throwdown with CH.

    Try it at home, y’all!

  • Laughed hysterically about Lemon-Stealing Whores.“If you were a lemon I would put you on my shelf and cherish you like I cherish all our lemons.”
  • Watched waaaaay too many After Hours videos. I really need to find my own Soren Bowie to argue with about movies and television. Where are all the passionate media dorks?
  • Ordered from Hell without buying a pizza. CH and I decided that if the same delivery guy keeps delivering, we’ll eventually invite him in to watch a movie on the computer with us. Yeah. That won’t give him the wrong idea at all.
  • Resentfully watched first-years as they went off clubbing while I waited for the bus. I miss fun.
  • Thought about Zack Morris and Kelly Kapowski:
    Aaargh so cute!

    Aaargh so cute!

    I am still on such a Saved by the Bell kick. I have to make sure I include the show in my thesis somehow… Crap, now I’ve thought about it too much and I have to watch another episode before bed.

    *retro swoon*

Random totally awesome Bruno Mars lyrics:

I love you so, that’s what you’ll say
You’ll tell me baby, baby, please don’t go away 
But when I play, I never stay 
To every girl that I meet, yeah, this is what I say

Run, run, runaway, runaway, baby
Before I put my spell on you
You better get, get, get away, get away, darling
‘Cause everything you heard is true
Your poor little heart will end up alone
‘Cause Lord knows I’m a rolling stone
So you better run, run, run away, run away, baby

– Bruno Mars