The Devil Wears Prada

Day 26 – You Change Your Mind Like A Person Changes Clothes (BECAUSE WE ALL WEAR CLOTHES)

I don’t really have anything to say tonight.  I always seem to flip flop between loving my thesis and just wanting to crawl up in a ball and pray for daylight. Let’s let the video do the talking. I clearly need sleep.

Really need to go out and have fun soon.

Things I did today instead of working:

  • Spent some After Hours time with Soren and his buddies. You always make me feel better, imaginary digital friend.

    Pretty much

  • Stared at the shower wall and considered life’s big questions… Why DID Justin have to bring sexy back? Was 2003 – 2007 a very unsexy time?
  • Deconstructed The Devil Wears Prada  so that I can use it as an example of habitus, doxa, cultural field and cultural capital. Tomorrow should be fun.
  • Missed four buses trying to get to uni. FOUR.
  • Also sleepy AGaTrois says this:

    Thanks, CH.

    Thanks for the visual aid, CH.

Random creeper lyrics:

When I saw you over there
I didn’t mean to stare
But my mind was everywhere
I wanna know you

Gonna guess that you’re the kind
To say what’s on your mind
But you listen when I have something to show you

– Hannah Montana

And this is how it would really play out

Day 21 – I Can See Clearly Now The Emails Are Gone

I’m going to try to go to sleep as soon as possible (right after this episode of Castle). I just want to take a little time to celebrate the fact that the second assignments are being handed in tomorrow so I finally have time to dedicate entire days to my proposal and get it handed in. There is so little to do that it’s frustrating to me that I still haven’t given a draft to my supervisor yet.

This is my life now.

This is my life now.

I had work both at uni and at the other place today so I didn’t get to do any  thesis stuff. I’m a little gutted about that but at the same time, I’m starting to think perhaps I’m showing the early signs of workaholism.  I think I need to learn how to not feel guilty about taking breaks. Though having said that, I’m coming up to a week with four deadlines so perhaps now is not the time to be worrying about becoming a workaholic.

It's only a matter of time...

It’s only a matter of time…

Truthfully, I kind of both love and hate my job(s). It’s so much work, my personal life is starting to crumble and I never get a minute to myself anymore . I’m essentially working for an invisible Miranda Priestly. As Nigel said in that cinematic masterpiece, “When your whole life goes up in smoke, that’s when it’s time for a promotion.”

Basically what I say in my head when I’m wading through the sea of students on my way to class

At the same time, I kind of love reading back the assignments and seeing what they’ve learned. The little media caterpillars are slowly growing into my very own Marxist butterflies…with an inherited bias towards Television Studies. If I manage to derail a promising first year law student by convincing them to drop out of the class to pursue a postgraduate qualification in Television Studies (as I myself did, oh so many moons ago), I know I would have done my job. Hello, AGaTrois 2.0. Welcome.

Things I did today instead of working:

  • Took a Buzzfeed quiz. Apparently I’m a Robin.

    I wish.

    I wish.

  • Bought a ridiculous amount of costume stuff I don’t need. I’m glad to know that some aspects of my personality will remain intact, even as my chosen path slowly destroys my soul.

Random lyrics I heard on Bunheads that made me fall in love with Björk’s cover:

It’s, oh, so quiet (Sssh, sssh)
It’s, oh, so still (Sssh, sssh)
You’re all alone (Sssh, sssh)
And so peaceful until

You fall in love, zing, boom
The sky above, zing, boom
Is caving in, wow, bam!

You’ve never been so nuts about a guy
You wanna laugh you wanna cry
You cross your heart and hope to die

‘Till it’s over and then (Sssh, sssh)
It’s nice and quiet (Sssh, sssh)

-Björk