As much as I want to go to my nearest school and yell at the top of my lungs "AHAHAHAHAHA YOU HAVE TO GO TO SCHOOL, SUCKERS!!", I believe I might force the kindergarteners to lose control of their bladders. It feel really weird not having to go back. I'm used to having all of my stationary by now, organising my notebooks into subjects, psyching myself up for a big year ahead. However, I'm feeling rather empty today.
I'm sure that this hollow feeling will disappear in 2 weeks when I move to Bathurst. I have to go shopping soon for utensils, cutlery, plates and such, as well as cool alternative clothes so I can gain the reputation of "that awesome Sydney indy chick". I also need to talk my parentals into buying a MacBook for me so I'm able to blog from Uni (Oh, and to do assignments too, of course), and this deal is looking much more appetising for my father seeing as the Apple site is currently giving away iPod Nanos with the laptop. That plus my student discount shows a very good chance of me talking him into it this weekend.
In other news, I've decided to start writing letters to people who inspire me. I remember I started this back last year when I wrote to my primary school principal about aiding me with my PIP research. However, I didn't just write a short note asking for permission to interview students, rather detailing my progress through high school because I had an image of him telling the congregation at the year 6 farewell that they enjoyed hearing from ex-students. I feel like I should also write to my first primary school, see if there are still teachers there who taught me all those years ago. I bet there is.
However, I decided to build on this thought. I've begun emailing and messaging bands and musical artists that I admire. Now I know that these people are probably swamped up to their earlobes in fan mail, but I know that mine will be able to stand out. You all know how I write: you've heard me say speaches that kiss other peoples' behinds and you know that this method will be used for these messages. I know that my speils may not get written, but they will be written all the same.
I've currently written to Ben Lee, Sarah Blasko and Sarah Gardiner from Operator Please (No, not the fat one), and plan on contacting Gotye (Ah, Wally...), Patience Hodgson from the Grates, Beth Ditto from the Gossip, Red Riders, Bridezilla and Franz. I've already received a reply from Miss Gardiner, so there is still hope that I might receive feedback from the others, maybe even the international ones. This is why MySpace is such an innovation: the link between artist and fan is so much shorter and stronger, and even if I just get a reply from their management, I know that my message will get to the artist somehow even if I don't get a personal reply.
I think I'll write to Rosie Beaton. And possibly other Triple J hosts because they all seem like pretty down to earth people. The kind to reply to messages. And I'm going to write to politicians when I develope more of a policital conscience, which I think is a side that arrives with the main meal of University.
Let's see how many replies I can gather.
Lovemeg
2 comments:
Ah Wally indeed.
Ah Wally.
Wally, Wally, Wally.
Ah Wally.
Yeah, I think Wally would most likely reply. You have got to love Wally.
And did I tell you? When I was in Newtown(When I saw Spicks and Specks), Myf Warhurst walked past me. I'm not a fan, but still... My friend and I were just hoping Adam hills would walk past.
but thank you for not posting an American artists. That'd be stupid.
ps: I got a reply from Figgkidd once, the Aussie rapper.
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