Like idol, like fan? Any similarities are purely coincidental. *cough*
While everyone is talking about the financial crisis, recessions and depressions, I am my self coping with a regression of my own. I'm slowly, but steadily, regressing back to the 80s. Not in a "I'm going back to teats and diapers and milk in a bottle" sort of way. I mean more generally, as in going back to the 80s as a decade filled with weird music and even weirder clothing. By now you all know about (and am sick of hearing about) my slight obsession with a certain band, but in the last month I've been stuck on the old, poppy, 80s Depeche. Now, bands like that during the 80s could have rather extreme and experimental images, and I guess at least some parts of Depeche would fall nicely into that category. And, of course, me being all young and impressionable gets inspired by such things as Martin Gore's somewhat outrageous bondage outfits of the 80s. Relax, I'm staying well away from Mart's harnesses, chains, black leather shorts and handcuffs (well, about the handcuffs... Nevermind, let's not go there). But I have gone rather retro in my shopping of late, buying very bleached jeans, a bikers cap, hats... Well, see for yourself.
This is why days off are useless to me: I end up being restless and bored, go out on some impulse to the mall and end up with this:
Slight shopping spree... Leggings with "rivets", leg warmers, a large singlet and some large comfy tops, a vest, a hat and a few leather armbands ala 80s.In other news
I'm mostly preoccupided with school these days, studying hygiene, microbiology, how to isolate contagions and so on. Yes, I'm weird, I love microbiology, and take pride in knowing silly words such as meticillinresistant staphylococcus aureus, hyaluronidase and Escherichia Coli - AND knowing what those are. My class consist of somewhere between 150-200 students, we're all divided into two major groups A and B, which is then divided into groups of 15 people who tend to do practical lectures and assignments together. Yesterday I was suprisingly, by popular vote, given the "honorary post". Basically I'm the groups representative, they can come to me if they have something to adress or if there's a problem. It's nice knowing people trust you with these sort of chores, but I will forever wonder what it is about me that invokes peoples trust. When I was in Africa a few years ago, some of the girls started calling me "mummy Emmy", so I might be some sort of maternal figure. God knows.
More tickets?!
Yesterday 9000 Depeche-tickets were made available for purchase. They're doing two shows in Horsens, Denmark in late Febuary, and in the context of this tour the shows are rather special in the fact that they will "only" have an audience of about 4500 each night, as opposed to their normal crowd of between 20 and 100 000. These "intimate" concerts are held in what is supposed to be one of the best acoustic musical halls in Denmark (but that might just be the arranger boasting). To me and a fellow Depeche devotional I've met through forums, this sounded too good to be true, so we tried to get tickets. I hate doing that, by the way. Sitting by the computer, watching the time, counting down, pressing refresh, just waiting for that exact moment the page makes the bloody tickets available. Thankfully I was quick enough, and got my grubby hands on tickets for the tuesday show. A very nice mate of mine had agreed to help me out, and tried to get tickets for monday - and the real kicker is that he got in queue and had tickets. But, as he tried to press the blasted "pay" button, which should've directed him to a site where he could fill in (my) credit card info, this happened in stead: he got an error message saying his payment was rejected, which is especially mind-boggling when you consider the fact that he hadn't typed in anything, and in the end he got redirected to the front page, and fell out of queue. Tickets for both shows were gone in 12 minutes, so I guess I should shut up, thank my lucky stars and quit complaining.
