It’s Gonna Be The Future Soon

Wednesday 26th March 2008

So yeh, saw Jonathan Coulton in London last week (thanks again to Andy for the use of his sofa, and more importantly for the use of his spare Xbox controller…) and it was pretty awesome. I’ve basically had his music stuck in my head ever since the gig (not a bad thing), and its basically all I’ve been listening to. I burned up some Explosions in the Sky earlier so I can listen to it in bed when I eventually try to go to sleep (sidebar: thing I hate the most about coming home is that I have to leave my CD collection in Cardiff. Grr) just for variety’s sake, but I bet I’ll still wake up with Skullcrusher Mountain in my head.

Anyway, I’m straying from the point before I’ve even started… Theres a bunch of things I’ve wanted to write about on here lately, but frankly I’ve been far too lazy to write them out. So I haven’t. Of course, by the time I can be bothered to write some of them out I will have forgotten what I wanted to say, but meh.

I’ve probably written before on here about time, how it goes quickly, blah blah blah. I know it’s not an entirely original idea, so I’m not going to elaborate too much on it now. Anyway, it’s almost the end of the University year (I think I’ve got just over 2 months yet) and it leaves me thinking “crap, where has that gone?”. I’m almost at the end of the second year, and when I think back to when I was still a in school (or even in 6th form, looking round places) and how uni students looked to me back then, that’s not how I feel about myself now.

Lately I’ve been thinking back though over the last year and a half-ish I’ve been at uni, and thinking about how I’ve changed. Outwardly, I’m not sure if I have massively (other people can judge that better), but inwardly I think I have quite a bit. Not just as a result of going to university, but as a result of certain things that have happened and the way I’ve coped with them (I’m mostly thinking of a specific thing, but I’m not elaborating on a public website. If you wanna know what thing, ask me elsewhere :-p).

Argh, I have this idea floating around in my head, but I’m not sure how to transfer it to words. Annoying to the extreme…

Basically, I realised the other day that I’ve turned into an adult. I’m not sure when it happened, or how it happened, but it has. And in some ways it’s scary, but in others less so.

We’re grown-ups now, and it’s our turn to decide what that means…


As an aside, I was pressing the “I” key often enough whilst writing this that it reminded me of this… Thanks Hannah, made me all self-conscious :-P

Anyway, I’ll try to write something more good soon.

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Wednesday 26th March 2008, 11:01 am

I hate leaving my CD collection & stereo behind, too. I’m just not up to cool on using mp3 + speakers or laptop as my main music source. Sometimes I need to properly blast out tunes.

Being unable to articulate such a worthy idea of the mind is so very frustrating.

I am intrigued about the specific incident, but I feel it would be inappropriate to dive in and ask.

I notice the “I”s a lot more now, too. ‘Specially when I justify an entry, and there’s like five Is down the side, highlighted and staring back at my self-obessed self.

Am I an adult? *ponders for a while in a way that is not duly expressed by this meandering comment*


Wednesday 26th March 2008, 2:01 pm

Haha, I’m truly sorry. I think that day I was annoyed with myself for any number of reasons and just felt quite self-absorbed and suddenly started noticing how often I was pressing the ‘I’ on my keypad in my rage.

All my music is on my laptop as I got fed up with carting my bazillion CDs around with me..this doesn’t far too well when you throw tea over your laptop…

In an effort to help you with that idea you’re finding hard to get down on the page I put forward that you use the word ‘Ostentatiously’ if you can :oD
I’ll never be an adult I don’t think, my brother is continuously calling me a child, so there we go.

I’m cool with that.


Thursday 27th March 2008, 1:25 am

@Flix: I’d tell you about the specific incident if I had you on MSN. But I don’t, so I won’t. And meandering comments (or blog posts, even) are pretty fun.

@Hannah: I have all my music on my PC, but I like listening to CDs in bed at night. Hence the annoyment (although luckily I’ve managed to avoid throwing tea over my PC thus far. Disliking tea probably helps). Also, ‘ostenatiously’ is a good word.

@both: from what I’ve heard from you both over the blogspace, you both sound pretty grown-up [edit: not that I’m the arbiter of these things, of course. Reading the comment back now the last sentence sounds rather arrogant/patronising/something. Oops]. Of course, that doesnt preclude a certain amount of childishness. If we were adultish all the time, how dull would that be?

Anyway, I’ve been out tonight and I’ve returned to find my bed made and books put back on my shelf. It’s a little bit freaky.


Thursday 27th March 2008, 8:48 pm

I think I can guess the specific incident? No doubt you’ll correct me on MSN if I’m wrong!

I was considering the whole adulthood thing on the train today, having just spent two days in a way that the me of two years ago wouldn’t even contemplate. Places and people and situations make their mark, don’t they, in ways we can never predict…

I think I’m grown up. That’s not to say that I don’t have my moments of wanting my Mummy to give me a hug and make things better, but I feel a lot more in control than I used to. Although I still reckon that I’m due an awkward teenage rebellion phase!


Thursday 27th March 2008, 9:45 pm

Specific incident sounds intriguing…

I reckon the adult definition is probably about right, (hmm, you’ve gotten me on to the ‘I’ thing as well) although I reserve the right to still be immature, and go out and act like a fool now and again without feeling like I’ve failed in my adult maturity. In other aspects of my life, of course, I feel old, especially on coming home to where I grew up.

It’s an interesting transition to notice, though.


Thursday 27th March 2008, 10:14 pm

Heh, I don’t tend to use msn so much these days. But I do have an email address… ;o)

I wrote something on maturity once, the different sides to it. In some aspects, I feel older than my years, and I know a lot of people think of me as grown-up, but I know there’s somethings that make me just not ready or mature or sensible or anything like that; it’s just I tend not to broadcast these facts so readily.


Thursday 27th March 2008, 11:37 pm

I think what I mean when I say I’ve grown up is partly a realisation of self – a realisation of what I’m good/not so good at, and partly a shift in attitudes. I don’t think being an “adult” means you cant want your Mummy to give you a big hug from time to time, or that it means you can’t do childish things from time to time.

I shouldve put the reference for the quote at the bottom of the post. It’s from xkcd. We get so stuck up on “the right way” to do things, on whether what we do is acceptable, or whatever. There is no right way to live your life; it’s completely up to you (and that’s one of the truly great things about Atheism, by the way. But thats a tangent for another time…)

Anyway.. Lucy, you probably do know the specific incident (not sure if incident is the right word, it took place over a decent chunk of time), but for anyone who doesnt know it probably isnt all that intriguing, to be fair. But then I’m more than aware that things do become pretty intriguing when people dont talk about them openly (ooh, pointed remark! To someone who doesn’t read this! So a pointless pointed remark. Oh do be quiet Simon).

And Flix, MSN is where it’s at these days. Email is sooo 90s :-P

Rambling comment much, eh?


Friday 28th March 2008, 11:22 am

Ha, and I thought I was so hip n happenin’ being with blogspot and all. Hey, if it’s a battle of the communications, surely facebook is the most up to date way…? :oP

To be fair, the pointed remark, while being unseen by the place it was directed, could be said to be true for many cases. Referring back to hannah’s blog of interesting (I would hyperlink that, but I’ve forgotten how), mystery is all part of the intrigue, innnit?

Anyway, to extend this comment further, I shall quote the words of someone wiser than I*:

“Mature isn’t about being staid and dullsome. You can be mature and have fun. You can be mature, yet still have moments of child-like wonder and simple unadulterated amusement without comprimising the essence of being “grown up”. You can be mature and still dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary. It’s about the right time and place, and the fact that while there’s a part of you that will jump on the bed underneath glow in the dark stars, or leave the house wearing fairy wings and bunny ears, that part of you doesn’t wholly represent your character and there’s more to you than peas-in-a-pod earrings and velcro shoes”

*I lie, that person isn’t much wiser than I, but hey, she writes some poignant stuff every once in a while ;o)


Friday 28th March 2008, 11:24 am

Also, the title reminds me of Rocket Man, and I get that song stuck in my head everytime I come here

“And I think it’s gonna be a long long time…”


Friday 28th March 2008, 1:14 pm

I’m not a massive fan of Facebook tbh – it’s a little bit dull. And all you can do to communicate there is basically email. IM is better cos you can have a conversation over it. I suppose technically the future would be something like Skype, but that involves messing around with mics and stuff, and its all effort.

Blogspot is pretty hip n happenin’ as far as blogs go, though. That said, I’m using WordPress now and its pretty damn good.

Oh, and listen to the song. It’s pretty good.


Friday 28th March 2008, 3:34 pm

facebook’s a bitch; I don’t like it, I use it because I need to keep in touch. Skype’s just like a phone, though, innit? I don’t like phones. I don’t have anything against msn per se; it’s just I don’t always have the time to IM when it’s convenient.

Basically – blogging for the win!

(I listened to the guy from your “listening to” when you first had this entry up, twas good for the ears.)


Friday 28th March 2008, 3:56 pm

I dont really use facebook for anything in particular – if theres people I wanna keep in touch with, I generally keep in touch with them without facebook…

Yeh, skype is a phone, but also does IM and stuff. I have my msn set to sign in (as appear offline) when I turn the pc on and its pretty much always open then, although I don’t always go to appear online. It’s good cos you can pretty much use it while you do something else, and the instantness is good.

But yeh, blogging’s good :)


Friday 28th March 2008, 6:33 pm

Mass communication, swat works for facebook. Like, it’s 11am on the only day we can all meet up, how else to contact everyone without resorting to a mass texting spree or crossover of phone calls with organising times and places and ahhhh. Message threads are good for that.

Why do you have facebook if you use it not? I like to be in the know, also…

But mainly, it’s just an easy form of procrastination.


Saturday 29th March 2008, 11:43 am

Thinking about it I don’t really know why I use Facebook – there *is* little point. Minus what Filx says and there’s no need.

It does basically come down to procrastination. I dread to think the accumulation of hours I’ve knocked up just messing about in there. I know I’d be horrified if someone worked it out for me. :/

Oh, and stalking. It should be renamed Facestalk or Stalkbook or something equally as unoriginal.

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