Linked In

So I finally caved and got a linkedin account.

Actually I got it to attempt to figure out who G was, and of course I failed.

I'm starting to strongly think I'm one of those post-post modernist stereotypes who are overeducated, spoiled and utterly ambitious-less in life. Pah.

Babysitting is really tiring.

Da Da Doobie Da

So I went for the first audition of my life today, for the Swing Dance performing group. They wanted 5 girls out of 8, and we had to dance with three different partners, will being videoed. I guess I could do worse but holyshiteventhinkingaboutitnowmakesmefeelallonedge. My track record with auditions is simple: avoid at all costs. Similarly with interviews, presentations and exams, I crack at the idea of being analysed for my skillz. Still as far as auditions go, it was not intimidating at all. Feel annoyed that I missed so much of the beginning because it turned out the class was learning the routine for the auditions and I had to catch up really quickly - thus making a ton of mistakes in the beginning of the routine. Learnt a few names of those friendly faces around class though, so that was worth something. Friendly guy I like to dance with is called Ulrich.

Meanwhile being the retard I am, I sort of ran away from guy-that-I-find-attractive when he offered to teach me the beginning routine during the break. I'm totally mentally facepalming now as I think about it. That and he's a really great dancer. Su and the Singaporean girl I met in class, were talking about the auditions as we left class and we agreed [let's call him] G (attractive guy) was the single most best dancer in class. He'd definitely get into the performing group. Ahblagrpadhcw8ru3902

Babysat on Fri, today (reason why I was late for swing class), tomorrow and Weds. Will write about it soon I guess, cause I'm still too busy kicking myself over G to think straight.

Southwark

I've had this image kicking about my desktop for quite some time, waiting for me perhaps to do something with it. I took it when I was first trying to figure out how to get to Bankside from my old place at Hatton Garden. I was tickled by how Southwark tube station was changed into Katakana for some odd reason. I took a screenshot.

I now post it so I can delete it, and perhaps leave a small but yet sentimentally sad bit of my life behind me.

The Napoleonic Empire

Watched the Ides of March yesterday - walked out feeling like I had been blown away. Superb acting, superb script, superb cinematography. Some might argue that it's a bit cliched, but it was a good rendition of a cliche nonetheless. Then I sped walked from the Barbican to Belgo at Holborn, where I had a quick meeting with Dex and gang, before rushing off to an immensely enjoyable swing dancing class. After class I met Cielo and Hadi for dinner, and we returned to bum about my room into the wee hours. Busy busy day.

Today's essay day (tis due on Thursday!) and this is how I roll in my new room:


Still no proper internet line.