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Thursday, 3 May 2012 09:30 pmAfter all the stress I went through in securing rides to and from class for today, when I started getting ready this morning I got my jeans on and then just decided I didn't care, and ended up not going to class. It felt kind of nice, actually. Beyond that I don't really know what happened to today, because it was 10:30 in the morning and then the next thing I knew it was like 6:00.(And now it's 9:30! I don't even.) I think I possibly spent the entire day reading fanfic, but I can't really say for sure.
After much deliberation I've come to the conclusion that I don't particularly care for Patrick Stump's Soul Punk. I feel kind of bad about that, because I like Patrick's voice and all. It's not that the album sounds nothing like Fall Out Boy and that's why I don't like it, because I can totally roll with the whole techno-pop sound that's going on. I can even roll with the techno-pop sound in the vocals. If the album were in some language I didn't know, I'd probably be in love with it. Unfortunately I know English quite well, so I understand all the lyrics, and I have to say, they're pretty boring. Like - they're like Friday levels of boring, much of the time. (In fact, in one of my less charitable moments I wondered if the album wasn't produced by the same company, as it really kind of sounded like it.) Which isn't to say that they're all bad. There are some lyrics that I actually kind of liked. It's just that most of them are hella boring.
Finally, I know I say all the time that I really hate poetry - oh, I'll say, I don't mind reading it, it's actually quite nice; it's just that I absolutely loathe writing it, because I'm pants at it and it's just super frustrating. I actually kind of like writing poetry sometimes, though, and I've come to that conclusion after realising that I've written some poems I actually like... just to put on profiles on social network pages. Not even social network pages, even - one of them's on my tumblr and the other one, which I did today, is on the user lookup of a Neopets account. Not even my main, but a random side I use for chat! (I have since removed the one from Neopets, because it's just too... something. It doesn't feel right to just have it sitting there.)
It might be that I was only able to come up with it because I've had this idea that latched onto my brain yesterday and refused to let go, and while it's eased a bit today now that I've gotten the important bits on paper and have to think about the logistics, there's still a lot of it left, and it's an intriguing idea: identity, who we are as opposed to who we were, and how even if you could turn back the clock, you'll still never be the person you used to be. In the case of the particular story I had, it's both figurative and literal, as it involves both time travel (the figurative) and body swapping (the literal); but even without the body swapping, the characters are still changed from their younger selves, and there's no going back to who they were.
I feel like I like this concept because I think I'm still much the same person I always was, for both good and bad. I've had people tell me that I'm much more than I used to be, in the best possible way, but I still don't feel much different. (In the same vein, I do feel different, but not necessarily in good ways. Then again, this kind of thing is a package deal; you can't just pick the good parts and leave out the bad.)
After much deliberation I've come to the conclusion that I don't particularly care for Patrick Stump's Soul Punk. I feel kind of bad about that, because I like Patrick's voice and all. It's not that the album sounds nothing like Fall Out Boy and that's why I don't like it, because I can totally roll with the whole techno-pop sound that's going on. I can even roll with the techno-pop sound in the vocals. If the album were in some language I didn't know, I'd probably be in love with it. Unfortunately I know English quite well, so I understand all the lyrics, and I have to say, they're pretty boring. Like - they're like Friday levels of boring, much of the time. (In fact, in one of my less charitable moments I wondered if the album wasn't produced by the same company, as it really kind of sounded like it.) Which isn't to say that they're all bad. There are some lyrics that I actually kind of liked. It's just that most of them are hella boring.
Finally, I know I say all the time that I really hate poetry - oh, I'll say, I don't mind reading it, it's actually quite nice; it's just that I absolutely loathe writing it, because I'm pants at it and it's just super frustrating. I actually kind of like writing poetry sometimes, though, and I've come to that conclusion after realising that I've written some poems I actually like... just to put on profiles on social network pages. Not even social network pages, even - one of them's on my tumblr and the other one, which I did today, is on the user lookup of a Neopets account. Not even my main, but a random side I use for chat! (I have since removed the one from Neopets, because it's just too... something. It doesn't feel right to just have it sitting there.)
It might be that I was only able to come up with it because I've had this idea that latched onto my brain yesterday and refused to let go, and while it's eased a bit today now that I've gotten the important bits on paper and have to think about the logistics, there's still a lot of it left, and it's an intriguing idea: identity, who we are as opposed to who we were, and how even if you could turn back the clock, you'll still never be the person you used to be. In the case of the particular story I had, it's both figurative and literal, as it involves both time travel (the figurative) and body swapping (the literal); but even without the body swapping, the characters are still changed from their younger selves, and there's no going back to who they were.
I feel like I like this concept because I think I'm still much the same person I always was, for both good and bad. I've had people tell me that I'm much more than I used to be, in the best possible way, but I still don't feel much different. (In the same vein, I do feel different, but not necessarily in good ways. Then again, this kind of thing is a package deal; you can't just pick the good parts and leave out the bad.)