Concerning excessive spending Saturday, Oct 31 2009 

I have a problem.

It’s no secret that, contrary to what many in my age bracket would do, I purchase music CDs. That in itself, however, is not the problem.

The problem is that I think I have become addicted to buying CDs, obsessive-compulsively buying albums just because they are on sale, or on my “to-buy” list, or because I am collecting all of a certain artist, or because JB Hi-Fi’s slapped a sticker reading “Buy Me Now!” on the front, and really, who can resist a fluorescent pink sticker? This problem is further compounded by the fact that I am completely financially dependent on my family, and use much of their money to fund my addiction, savings be damned.

I think the worst part is that it is getting to the point where I have too much music, so much music that I am finding it hard to keep up with myself. Out of every five CDs, maybe two or three will really manage to strike a chord with me, and even then I only really have a week or two to let it sink in before something new comes out and my attention is diverted and I have more dead space in my room.

Admittedly, the situation is not as bad as when I was in high school and would buy CDs for no reason at all other than to buy and consequently ended up with a collection that was half stuff too crap even for my admittedly lax standards. Nevertheless, something must be done.

And that something is this.

I have three CDs in the mail that haven’t got here yet. Plus I was planning to buy something with a gift card sometime in late-November. These are factors that either cannot be changed, or do not adversely affect the status of my bank account.

Thus, I declare here, at 2.35am on October 31st, 2009, that I, Timothy Sun, will endevour to restrict my CD buying as of December 2009. I will buy only two (2) discs worth of music every month, whether that be an album or a compilation or one of those fancy little EPs they only ever seem to market in South Korea. This is a promise to myself, and one that I am forcing myself to keep.

Hopefully by doing this I can save money, and also improve the quality of my purchases, since I’ll have to carefully plan out what to buy and make sure that what I’m buying is actually good. And if I break this pact, I’ll find some way to punish myself. Probably make myself take my CD collection to the second-hand shop and sell off half of it again. Or something.

And finally, in case I have not repeated it enough times on this blog; I really need a job. Like whoa.

Crap Wednesday, Oct 21 2009 

I NEED TO PEE. Also I am extremely tired and have only written about one-twentieth of my essay despite having skipped almost every class and paying shit-all attention in this one.

Also I am deprived of sleep and pretty much need to pull an all-nighter if I want to hand this assignment in on time. I don’t even know what I’m doing. I DON’T EVEN KNOW WHAT TO START.

This is lame. I hope I come home to find a CD package or something because seriously, that’s the only good that can come out of today.

Also-also Tuesday, Oct 20 2009 

Glee is eating my life. Friday is my favourite day of the week, because Thursday night is when I can download Glee via torrent.

I’m kind of regretting not going to Filotown to the meet-and-greet with the cast, as lame as that is.

Also Tuesday, Oct 20 2009 

I refuse to use Tumblr. I don’t care if it’s more pretty or that everyone migrated over there or that it takes a lot less work to make posts; I am not going to give up the user-friendliness of WordPress for Twitter, blog edition.

Just sayin’.

Tired Tuesday, Oct 20 2009 

Just to provide closure to the whole Vampire Weekend saga; the whole story is too long and uninteresting for me to be bothered typing it all out to an invisible audience so I’ll just sum it up by saying that their PR team or whoever is booking their gigs have no idea how to do their job and that fan clubs should not be allowed for any musical single-sex group that do not sing, dance, wear co-ordinated costumes and appeal to a core fan base of twelve year old girls, or Asians. That is all.

Also I have an assignment due in three days I haven’t started, or properly researched. Nor do I have any idea on how I will approach said assignment. Like usual, it will probably come to me while I sit on the toilet sometime in the future. This is neither surprising, nor particularly new.

Also in recent times my last.fm has been reading as if I’ve been taking music recommendations from Stuff White People Like. On one hand I am secretly pleased that I have somehow managed to build up “indie cred” or something like that, no matter how tenuous (read; bullshit) such a term might be. On the other hand, I have spent an awful lot of money building up the 1/4 of my CD collection that is made up of trashy pop music (both English and otherwise) and I don’t really want it to go to waste. I feel conflicted.

Tickets, part 3 Monday, Oct 12 2009 

I woke up early and everything this morning just so I could get to uni before 9am so I could use their uncapped Internet and make sure I’d get Vampire Weekend tickets. Bloody hell, I even tried to sleep at 10pm last night just so I wouldn’t be sleep-deprived for today, which backfired because my body decided to rebel and did not let me sleep at all, consequently leaving me operating right now on little more than coffee and scrambled eggs.

I sat here, waited for the clock to count down to 9am, then refreshed my browser like my life depended on it.

It didn’t let me in. I looked a bit closer and noticed the sale date was the 19th. Not today. Monday the 19th.

So what the hell did I just go through all that for? FML, seriously. And I’ll have to do it all again in a week.

When you make bad subject choices Sunday, Oct 11 2009 

Goddamn I am hating Global Circulation of Asian Pop Culture. It is so ridiculously hit-and-miss. One week we can have a very interesting lecture on Thai culture and why exactly they have so many transvestites, the next we have a middle-aged Asian lady talking at us (that’s at us, mind you, not to us) about the camera and writing techniques found in Korean movies. WHAT THOSE HAVE TO DO WITH THE MOVIES’ GLOBAL CIRCULATION IS BEYOND ME.

Also the online conversation are screwy like whoa; someone please post some discussion questions with some substance, I beg you. “What do you think of Peking opera?” is neither relevant nor interesting to answer or read about. You are not going to get extra marks for making up inane questions for a topic discussion YOU ARE NOT EVEN IN CHARGE OF ORGANISING. All you are doing is making it harder for people to have proper discussion since the message board is clogged up with inanity like “Why do you think Korean TV drama is not popular in Australia?” (Hint; BECAUSE IT’S SHITE.)

Bloody hell, at the very least I thought it’d be an easy distinction grade, and it isn’t even that.

Tickets, part 2 Sunday, Oct 11 2009 

I was on Moshtix, going through the purchasing process with some random singer-songwriter from the US, more or less practicing for tomorrow in case I happen to fumble at one point and end up missing out on tickets. (Yes, I know Vampire Weekend are not that popular but bear with me, I really want to go see with them and damned if I’m going to let some dirty hipster with a flippy haircut and a Macbook get tickets over me. Yes, I know the inherent irony in that statement.)

All of a sudden the screen informed me that my transaction was now processing, and for a very long ten seconds I think I nearly shat my pants at the thought of having possibly spent $90 buying tickets for a gig I DID NOT EVEN WANT TO GO TO. Thankfully I had not entered my card details in properly. Thank god.

Tickets Saturday, Oct 10 2009 

I’m already going to see Kate Miller-Heidke the day before, and it’s not like I even have the money, but Vampire Weekend are playing in Sydney next month and I am pumped like crazy to go see them. I don’t care that they’re hipster bait in argyle jumpers singing about grammar, or that sometimes they are so hipster that even hipsters hate them; they’re fun and catchy and probably one of my favourite new (newish?) bands floating around at the moment.

Except now I’m kind of worrying that I won’t get tickets. That’d really suck, you know, espescially since I have two other people relying on me to buy tickets and if I fail, well that’d be three pretty disappointed kids.

Anyway, Vampire Weekend’s new album in January! Yay! EXCITING.

RETURN Wednesday, Oct 7 2009 

So children, now we know the number one killer of a blog; attempting to have a structured entry template and schedule. Admittedly it went on for a fair while, I think a little under a month was a pretty good run considering I was posting everyday, but there’s only so much of your mundane life you can detail in mobile photos and short paragraphs when you decide “screw it, Facebook is easier and allows for instant gratification in the form of user comments”. Probably no one will even remember this blog still exists and thus no one will read, but you know what? I’m bored and I’m procrastinating, so let’s just roll with it; even if it means repeating all the apparently funny anecdotes and jokes I make throughout the day except in digital form.

No. 1 thing I need definitely right now is a job. I don’t even know how everyone else is able to find them so easily; do I really need to walk through Liverpool Westfield and throw my resume at prospective employers before I find one? I thought for sure the new Mexican place there would give me one since they’re virtually devoid of both customers and employees but a week later and I still don’t have a call. Maybe my very valuable experience in the school canteen just wasn’t enough for them.

If I don’t get a job soon though I fear two things; first, that I’ll end up graduating with no prior knowledge of how the formal workplace operates and eventually end up jaded and bitter and hating everyone else I work with, and secondly, and more importantly, that I’ll end up in Japan come a year and half with naught more than a few hundred dollars to my name, living off curry sauce and rice and begging for money like the boarder kids did in high school.

And of course, just to prove how responsible I’m being with my money, I went out and bought tickets to go see Kate Miller Heidke next month (-$50). Dammit Neighbours for making her music commercially successful as well as flat out awesome, her tickets close to doubled in price because of you. I’m also looking at going to see Vampire Weekend the day after. This is very exciting.

This blog is not important enough for me to think up of a proper conclusion so I’m just going to end it here.