Yeeeeeeeeeeeaaah man

Taking a break from Linguistics, because it's doing my head in at the moment.

Usher gig was sublime. Trey Songz opening spoiled it a little I think, because that guy was atrocious. He just kept singing about how he was single, how good he is at life, how he's single and ladies should get with him, and that he was single and that he liked ladies.

Maybe it was a ploy by Usher to make himself look even more awesome in comparison.

And he was awesome. All-singing, all-dancing, all-talking. And he did all of that to perfection.

I thought that the best thing about the whole gig was that he sang so much of his old stuff. Kind of makes me wish I'd gotten better tickets for the spectacle. Don't know how much longer it's going to be until he performs his old stuff again.

See the thang, about you, that caught my eye
Is the same thing that make, me change, my mind

His MJ tribute was also very classy. Just dancing, no singing. Reminded me of the very touching John Mayer rendition of 'Human Nature' at the MJ memorial. All guitar, no singing. Something about not knowing him personally, so it wouldn't be right to sing. Here it is here.

Why, why, tell them that it's human nature.

Still gives me shivers.

Even though Usher did know him personally, I still think it was a great idea. So he put on the MJ shoes, and danced.

All hail the King.

I thought the whole thing was really a subtle MJ tribute. The red leather jacket, the MJ-aping dance moves.

Good stuff all around.

I'm going to leave you with this little video today. I thought I'd posted it at least a million times already, but I don't think I have, because the official vid won't let me embed it. You can have this pirated version instead.



Laters, Usher fans.

Word of the Day: Usher

Credit to Sarah Huang for the photo.

Secrets, lies, and webs of deceit.

Most of that title has little-to-no bearing on this post.

Anyway.

So it's 2 a.m. in the morning, and I got back from the Usher concert not so long ago. More about that in a later post.

Right now, I just had a mini-epiphany. Possibly Usher-inspired.

Contrary to what I said in my last post, I will tell you why I'm a little bit upset. I've just managed to put my finger on why.

Out of all my friends who have organised tables, brought tickets, and are going to the Commerce Ball, not one of them asked me. Not one. Not a single one.

Which is quite upsetting.

Yeah, I know an outsider looking at this (or sometimes not even outsiders) would go, "Hey, why didn't you ask them?"

Why would I ask them when I have no table formulated? Would it not make more sense for the person with the table, or at least the person organising, to ask? I mean, someone has to start asking. And I'm thoroughly sick of being that person.

Worst thing about all this is, I know, or I predict, that people will go to the Law Ball, Arts Ball, or whatever ball later in the year, and still not ask me about it.

Yesterday, I heard my father pondering to his sister on the phone: "I don't know why (so-and-so) dislike me. I don't know what I've done to offend them. In fact, often I go out of my way to help them."

Maybe it runs in the family.

Having said that, I feel a lot sorrier for my father than I do for myself. Because I'm not the most likeable of people, and I can understand why nobody would ask me even though I consider them my friend. But I know for a fact that my father has been nothing but nice to said person, and has done so much for them it's beyond comprehension.

So I guess what I'm trying to say is that it could be worse. And anyway, the situation is beyond saving now. I mean, I can't go even if people paid me to go, let alone just asked me. No more tickets, and all that. Final year, so not more Commerce Ball for me next year.

Which, I think, is the thing that makes me truly feel sad. No joke. I actually feel quite a deep sense of regret and sadness (not to mention exclusion) at not being able to go to a real ball (I don't count the ASEAN one) in my four years at uni.

So I guess the only thing I've gotten out of this whole thing is a lesson.

Yes, this ball seems to cause a bit of distress every year. It's because it's a distressing thing. But yeah, whatever. No point forcing my company on people that clearly don't value me as much as I value them.

But life goes on, and all that. I have friends. Not that many, but it's all about the quality. And I truly believe that my friends (I use this term in the strictest sense possible here) are some of the highest-quality people that a man could ask for.

Don't really feel like blogging about Usher right now, so I'll probably do it in a day or two.

Laters.

Word of the Day: Ball

Which seat? Oh, the dilemma. The choices. So many.

Usher concert tomorrow!

Other than that, I really don't have anything meaningful to blog about. I just started constructing this post (constructing sounds so much more professional than ' to cobble together') this post out of (a) slight boredom, (b) slight burnout from uni work and stuff, and (c) a few of my 'friends' upsetting me a tad.

I just realised that 'upset' makes it seem like I've been crying. I haven't. 'Upset' here means: not very pleased.

Various reasons for this, and all that. Can't be bothered going in to it, because it would just upset everybody. And then 'upset' here might actually mean cry.

Anyway, this post - nay, a lot of this blog - is a catharsis for that upsettage. Or just general upsettage. Kind of lets me siphon off some of my emotions, so that I can turn back into the cold, dispassionate, rational person that many people seem to think I am.

And since it is a Friday, what other song could I leave you with but this.

Sorry, couldn't resist. If you haven't heard it yet, highly recommend that you listen to it, so that you know what not to do if you want to make a good song. Actually, don't just listen to it. Listen to and watch it. Then you'll know what not to do if you want to make a good song AND a good music video. Then you can promptly return back to that proverbial rock that you've been living under for the last month.



Word of the Day: Upsettage

First Week of Uni #4

First week of uni's finally over, and I'm already snowed under in work. The holidays seem consigned very much to the past now. A mostly happy, dreamy sort of past, but a very, very long ago past.

Yes, finally. It has been such a long week. And it's only a four-day week, consisting of three three-hour days and one two-hour day.

It's been a massive week. Lots of stuff going on, and definitely not much time to be mucking around at all.

Also, they've cut out Week 13 at uni. So basically what they've done to compensate is to move all the tutes forward, so we have loads of stuff to do in Week 1. Amazing, sometimes, what the university does in all its wisdom.

I also had an interview on Wednesday, which didn't help things on the uni front, but will hopefully help on the employment front.

I didn't immediately realise how quickly the holidays went by. The weird thing is, I notice it now. I'm all like, damn, those holidays went quickly.

Got another interview coming up on Wednesday. Should be good stuff.

Word of the Day: Compensate