Tuesday, October 12, 2004
Students, especially male ones in their first year, are a bizarre breed. The most bizarre ones are... Well, it seems almost as if some of them have a list of bohemian student things to do, like
Monday - watch a French New Wave film, preferably a black & white one
Tuesday - listen to some Bob Dylan
Wednesday - ask the library guy if they have any black & white photography [like wtf?! just randomly?! not "photographs of X" or "photographs by X", but just "hi, yeah, do you have any, like, photography in the university, like, a collection? of black & white photography? it's on my wannabe-boho-student-boy itinerary for today": so say I "we have some slides of photography", and wannabe-boho-student-boy picks an LP of the poetry of Ted Hughes as read by Ted Hughes instead OH JOY
Thursday - listen to some Frank Zappa
Friday - watch a Kurosawa film
I was never like that. I really wasn't. I never went in the fucking library in the first year, for a start.
I guess they're just lonely. Or maybe idiots. This one is wearing a black trenchcoat and is very well-spoken.
Also, wtf is up with people born in 1985 wearing Nirvana tops?
10/12/2004 01:07:00 pm