Archive for the ‘awards’ Category

Person of the day

August 30, 2006

I hate awards, I think we’ve already established that but then I don’t think that they’re useless. Some of them are but not all of them. And today I’m going to give out an award myself for the most amazing person of my day. I don’t know her name but she’s a nice person. However that’s not the basis of this award. She’s a nice person and in fact she’s a librarian at my uni. What makes her qualified for this particular award is that she yelled at some of those morons who speak at the top of their voice in the library.

I spend a lot of time in the library. It’s a sad fact for some but for me it’s great. I get to sit in a nice, brightly lit, warm, not so quiet most of the time environment as opposed to the ice cold chaotic dungeon that is my room. I get all the books I need a few metres away and that is great for studying most of the time. What I hate about the library is the inconsiderate morons who speak non-stop, often in some languages I don’t understand, at the top of their voice to their buddies at the other end of the freaking library. The librarians usually just let them be and who am I to tell them to shut up? So usually I’ll just go to the “quiet” study area. If you follow my posts, you’d probably find out that the “quiet” area in the library at my uni is only as quiet as a supermarket but then that’s an improvement from the main library which is as noisy as a construction site.

When I was at highschool, we used to have this librarian that yell at every single person that was about to open their mouth. It’s an exaggeration but she did always yell quite a lot and she kept the library so quiet you can hear somebody farts from 10 metres away. However, the down points of the zealous librarian is that she yelled too often and that kinda broke the elegant, quiet atmosphere. I don’t know about other people but I used to hate her coz she disrupted my train of thoughts, or sometimes more often than not my train of quiet whispers. Oh how I want that librarian now, at uni.

Anyhow, back to the person of the day, she is the first uni librarian, that I know of, to yell at students for making too much noise. That deserves my award because she made my day.


what is so fascinating about the Emmy?

August 29, 2006

Truevil watch Grey’s anatomy. It’s a rather new fact coz all of truevil’s friends seem to think that truevil doesn’t watch TV full stop. Anyhow, truevil does watch TV shows, anything that’s intelligent and has an actual script. Truevil hates anything that’s without a script, i.e. those bloody unrealistic “reality” TV shows and what Truevil hates most of all is shows without a script that involves celebrities i.e. bloody dancing with the stars, skating with the stars, celibrities overhaul, celebrities circus, celebrities doing the normal-people-stuffs and the up and coming “how do celebrities use the toilet”. Some of those “celebrities” people aren’t exactly qualified to be celebrities. Politicians aren’t supposed to be celebrities, they’re politicians, they lie, sometimes, to get voted and hence famous in a sense but they are NOT celebrities in my book. Celebrities should be used for someone in the Entertainment industry only, like those people flocking up to awards in weird dresses that they think look great. Like those people on the Emmy awards last night.

Truevil isn’t a great fan of watching awards night on free-to-air TV. In fact, truevil doesn’t like any type of awards presenting ceremony except those that truevil will definitely have to accept an award. Yes, truevil boycott any awards night that truevil aren’t nominated coz truevil thinks that it’s a waste of time going there, sitting there for the night, watching other people accepting awards. Truevil has to have some motivation to watch or go to such ceremony. However, truevil tuned in yesterday to watch the Emmy during the various advertisement breaks throughout the duration of Grey’s anatomy.

So while watching the Emmy, truevil couldn’t help but wondering why on earth anyone would want to watch this pretentious crap. Everyone who rocked up wanted to get some trophies home. The winners, or rather the ones to whom the trophies went to, couldn’t really obvously try to rub their winnings under the noses of the losers, or rather the ones to whom the trophies didn’t go to. And the losers had to act like they were so glad that the best actors/actresses won and not them. There were great performances by the losers. And truevil meant that they didn’t break down and cry or jump on stage and punch the winner in the face because they didn’t get the bloody trophies they were nominated for.

What was even more mind bloggling is the concept of “beautiful”. The people who interview celebrities arriving on the red carpet just keep saying that people they were interviewing were beautiful or looking fantastic even though they look absolutely horrible. How could someone who is supposed to be a sixty-year-old woman and who had, obviously, too much plastic surgery look “beautiful”? She looked absolutely plastic. Her face looked like that of a thirty-year-old woman, all thanks to her plastic surgeon of course, and her neck looked like a wrinkled sultana. What the hell is beautiful there? Why can’t these people age normally? Why do they have to hold on to youthful appreances?

Truevil heard from somewhere that the red carpet part is usually the part when most people are interested in and truevil just can’t understand it? What’s so goddamn interesting about people with plastic faces who wears expensive clothes that they didn’t have to pay for?