Deconstructing MySpace (under construction) |
THE DECONSTRUCTING OF MYSPACE AS A CULTURAL PHENOMENON
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Abstract
In this essay I explore the internet as a method of...
Posted by vanya on Tue, 16 Oct 2007 02:56:00 PST |
woorde |
en die woorde verander elke keeral bly die sinne bly dieselfdeen ek weet nie of wat ek lees regtigvir my is nie was nie bedoel is nieseker nie
en ek dink altyd ek verstaantotdat alles weer v...
Posted by vanya on Mon, 18 Jun 2007 06:09:00 PST |
the baby |
my little sister is 16, very quickly approaching 17. she's beautiful, incredibly funny, intelligent, and much more world wise and mature than most kids at that age. more than i was at that age...and a...
Posted by vanya on Wed, 13 Jun 2007 09:42:00 PST |
that black and white one |
i never find the time to look through old photographs, but today, i did.
and i found some that made me happy- of times when i was.
and i found some that made me sad- because of time passed, and frien...
Posted by vanya on Sat, 09 Jun 2007 03:00:00 PST |
for you |
i see you, sitting there on your high horse. a lover scorned. an ego bruised by a lover that you never loved. i see you, and i pity you, because i know you. i am you. and even though you never thought...
Posted by vanya on Mon, 21 May 2007 08:22:00 PST |
daardie donderdag middag laas jaar |
ek word wakker na 'n droom oor jouen mis jouarms om my as ek slaapen jou asem in my nekek het gedroom van daardie dagin kaapstad na ek jou vir 'n ruk lank nie gesien het niemaar jou elke dag gemis het...
Posted by vanya on Mon, 14 May 2007 01:17:00 PST |
new pics up on flickr |
Posted by vanya on Mon, 14 May 2007 04:27:00 PST |
summeraway&ipromiseto |
it suddenly became autumn. i remember driving through the streets a week ago, feeling autumn in the air but not seeing it happen in the leaves. normally at this time of the year, the oak trees in stel...
Posted by vanya on Sun, 06 May 2007 06:46:00 PST |
saturday night three o'clock |
it's 3 o'clock on a saturday night [..or sunday morning..] and the second laaate night of the weekend. dressed to the nines and sporting masks made of glittery make-up, meticulously applied earlier bu...
Posted by vanya on Thu, 03 May 2007 07:35:00 PST |
this is the first day of my life |
Or rather, this feels like the first day of my life.
Today the rain came, for the first time this season it's wellington's and woolly scarves weather. I got up at 7 o'clock, just in case I miss any pa...
Posted by vanya on Thu, 26 Apr 2007 12:26:00 PST |
