Here I am, as per usual in the library with a deadline close at hand. The difference being here, I’ve come to the library the NIGHT BEFORE my all nighter. So I’ll fit two in! Awesome. Unless I collapse from sleep deprivation tomorrow, which is unlikely considering how I sleep too much these days thanks to my fucked up sleeping patterns. I usually sleep at around 5am these days, so lasting all night should be a piece of pie, surely?! Probably not, the library has a habit of taking away the desire to stay awake or live. I like the prison feeling, there’s less to do here except read… but of course as I mentioned yesterday, the internet provides far too many distractions.

I must get this essay done soon. Alcohol commands me to do so.

Okay, so what’s distracting me now? Well a good one is the supposed meteor showe that was meant to be happening earlier. I left the library around 9pm and wandered up into the back of campus, up a grassy hill and into the darkness of the fields. It was pretty cool, like some Blair Witch shit, but scarier. And the only thing scary about wandering up that hill is the thought of stepping in fox/cow/badger/rabbit/cat shit. It reminded me of the good old days when I had many adventures up there.
Tonight was not one of them. Even though the skies were clear as day – well maybe not as clear as day, as it was 9:30pm which meant it was night – there was no meteor shower amongst the sparkling stars. I could have stayed there all night, but this essay dragged me kicking and screaming back to the library to NOT do work.

So a meteor shower didn’t provide the distraction I was looking for. ONWARDS, TO YOUTUBE. And I have to report the greatest thing I’ve ever seen on Youtube, ever. It’s not actually a video, which says a lot about Youtube I guess, but the advertising.  You know those little banners they put at the bottom of videos? Shit just got serious, y’all.

Isn’t that the greatest thing you’ve ever seen? Perhaps it’s because I’m a Michael Jackson fanboy (he didn’t touch ME) but I think that’s amazing. I wasn’t watching a plain black screen, I just took out the content because I don’t want anyone knowing I was watching animal porn. Oops! No, it’s really because I noticed the ad stand out on the black backdrop (ironic, considering it features Michael Jackson. Racial connotations yay!).
No fancy text, no stupid slogans or vomit inducing rainbows or seizure summoning animation. Just plain, sophisticated style. It’s probably the only thing I’ve ever clicked, partly because I thought it was an amazing ad and partly because it aroused such curiousity in me. Yes, Michael Jackson has finally aroused me.

God damn, that’s some effective and cool advertising. Sure, it’s down to the fact MJ is dead now and his fame has skyrocketed to epic proportions once more, so it doesn’t need any excess stuff to sell itself. But this epitomises MJ’s star power perfectly. He doesn’t need any of that other stuff, he’s just chilling in his throne, the King of Pop.

Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to get back to watching animal porn writing my essay.