The start of a new quarter…and I don’t want to talk about it. I’m supposed to get busy with an article for the Luminaire, but I don’t feel up to it.
I am still happy that I got into PLUMS (Publications at LUMS) which I think is the ost sensible society in lums, but I’m just a bit worried that my writing skills might not be very good in the article–writing sector. A few articles here and there in school and weekly magazines don’t really give one much experience for PLUMS, it seems. I like to keep information in a colorful form of expression and while the coordinator says that’s ok, I still need to get the point across more and be less ‘wordy’, as he calls it. And also I have to cut down on excessive criticism, which is funny, because I’m extremely careful about criticizing anyone at any time. The excessive criticism was in a quote that I used, but apparently, he doesn’t want direct quotes used either. Problem. I love to use direct quotes; I mean, what abut research papers then? Or the numerous articles in newspapers? But I guess that’s his own style. Anyways, I’m just chipping away at my article, trying to make a good piece of work out of it; and it’s coming along. I’m very grateful to the coordinator when all is said and done, because my work is much, much better now. I can feel it. Like he said…training issi taran hoti hai.
But I am depressed…for a completely different and somewhat juvenile reason. Amanda Overmyer got voted out in American Idol! It’s just about the worst thing that could happen. I mean, she was one of the best performances that hyped-up, rigged and commercialized show ever had. And she had the perfect style that I want in female singers…it may come as a surprise to people who are close to me, but I am crazy about rock music. I loved the raw, strong tone of her voice, and the whole Southern rock makeup with the tongue sticking out, and the angry kicks in the air, shouting, the yelling, and those loud elucidations she used to do. Damn it, I don’t want a cute little pop or country singer! I want hardcore, mature, interesting people who are not afraid to belt out the good, upbeat tunes. I can’t believe I’ll never see that performer again, with her hair white-blond in front and black for the rest. She was amazing! She was what I fantasized about being if I ever had the guts or the ability to go on a show like that. She was just too goddam talented to have gone. And Bon Jovi had better not come on the show now that the rocker’s gone. None of the idiots left could ever go out for a Bon Jovi song like Amanda could. And now, I have sworn off watching American Idol seriously. You can’t take a show like that seriously. It’s stupid. America was stupid to vote her out, and to keep some seriously mediocre people in. I mean, she came in eleventh and I was expecting her to win! Bleargh..I’m going back to my article…it’s a good thing no one reads this blog anymore.
