Night classes have always been a marker of really having your life together, for me. When I think of night classes I think either of people who eat organic vegetables and collect art, or of people who do one thing during the day but value their extracurricular interests highly enough to give up their evenings.
If there is one thing that has always confused me, it is that when I think of Nirvana fans, I think of hyper-masculine men in Nirvana T-shirts drunkenly singing along to Come as You Are at karaoke, their friends (in Slipknot T-shirts) cheering them on.
This week I have been thinking a lot about celebrities, public intimacy, and boundaries.
May is New Zealand Music Month; that time of year much derided by indie musicians and propped up by acts that were apparently exciting in 2005.
For as long as I can remember, I have felt a fairly strong aversion to regular exercise.
The Dunedin music scene is now living in a post-Chick's Hotel wasteland.
I like to imagine there was once a time when being a student meant your politics were more radical and liberal than almost everyone else's.
It seems like people older than myself are always complaining about the way young people communicate.
Now that I am writing my Masters thesis on One Direction I have this niggling anxiety that I won't think about books any more, and that, at the end of my English degree, I still haven't read enough ‘‘important'' books.
Last week my flatmate came home absolutely incensed. Someone she studies with, at postgraduate level, had taken it into his head to attend this year's Hyde St keg party in the most offensive costume he could think of.
As we slipped into March this year, it seemed like I wasn't going to get dreary about the end of summer the way I usually do.
March 8 was International Women's Day.
As someone who has always been relatively introverted, I have poked my share of fun at extroverts.
It's Orientation Week again.
Being cool is something that has always confused me.
This year is the year that I really get to think about why and how people listen to music.
Last Friday night, ex-boy bander Zayn Malik released his first song as a solo artist.
New Year's resolutions have always confused and frightened me.
During the summer break I have been working on a One Direction covers album.
Since I was a very young child I have had extremely vivid dreams, to the point that sometimes it can be quite difficult to differentiate between what has happened in my sleep and what is real life.
