Wednesday, 11 March 2009

Victory!

I finally completed Medieval 2: Total War, a computer game that I've been playing for a considerable amount of time since Christmas. It feels good but now I need some new obsession to waste away the excess hours I have in my day to day life.

I've considered a few things: playing Halo 3 or Call of Duty on xbox live; watching some films that I've had lying around for ages; trying to become dedicated to revision; learning a new language; or even practicing my clarinet the amount I should. I'll just have to wait and see where my time disappears to over the next few weeks.

While on the topic of victory I thought I'd mention that Man Utd, my football team of choice, are 2-0 up against Inter. Punches the air.

Anyway, back to me. Oh crap, just remembered I have my AS modules results tomorrow. That's going to be fun. I'm not worried about what I'm going to get too much, I'll only be bothered once I get them, but tomorrow is going to be a drag. Results days are nasty. Some people are literally bouncing with excitement while others are practically crying. It's always an awkward mix, and it's probably going to be even worse being stuck in college. Oh well it only happens a couple of times a year, thank goodness.

So I probably should be off for a good night's sleep now. So nanite and I'll be blogging again soon, :)

Monday, 9 March 2009

Blinking in the morning sun

I woke up before six this morning, I wasn't impressed.
I'd also clearly been having quite a nice dream since I woke up kissing my pillow. (Maybe I shouldn't have told the whole world that... well the 2 and a half dust mites that read my blog, but oh well I'm sure they'll find it amusing)

After that I wasn't in the best of moods when it finally came to getting out of bed at 10 past 7. It took me a while to decide whether college was worth going to today, going won a narrow victory eventually, and I'm glad it did.

My day could only get better and it did. Lessons ran smoothly and didn't drag as much as I'd expected, plus Maura got her afternoon lesson cancelled on my free afternoon, which was an unexpected bonus.

However that meant I didn't get done my usual hour's worth of work done, so I must go do that now :(. I'll be back!

I thought I'd just add:
Apparently Guinea Pig tastes like fish. *shrugs*

Wednesday, 4 March 2009

Today

It's been a good day.
I decided that only one lesson out of three was worth attending and instead spent most of my day relaxing, which I think I needed after yesterday's trauma. I still ache all over from hockey, the bruises elsewhere are now causing me the most trouble though.

Tonight I watched a musical at college called The Last Five Years. There was a cast of 4, only 2 had lines, with piano, bass and violin backing. It was a very good performance, and I got to spend several hours with my beautiful girlfriend. Win.

I now need to go sleep and hopefully in the morning I'll feel up to going to a few more lessons.

Tuesday, 3 March 2009

Ouch

It's amazing how much you feel gravity as water drains away from a bath you've been lying in for the past hour.
For the reason I'd been lying in a bath. and for the reason why gravity was causing me pain you have to go back 2 hours.

1 hour and 59 minutes earlier (9:31PM)
I managed to get up and move over to the edge of the pitch before deciding that the floor was the best placed to be, looking back on it I was impressed I got that far. Cries of "Are you okay?" came from the rest of the team, stood on the 25 yard line.
"Yeah I just need a few minutes." My first answer sounded quite strong.
"You sure?"
"Ye..." My voice came out much weaker and higher pitched than I expected. "Yes, just let me lie here for a bit." I reinforced more convincingly.

So the other keeper went back in goal and they continued with the drill for a bit while I stared up past the floodlights. I kept switching from lying on my side, and suffering the physical discomfort that brought me, to lying on my back, and feeling like I was going to throw up. At the edge of my vision I could see absolute darkness with the odd patch of flashing lights. I couldn't help but wonder if I was going to pass out.

About 10 minutes later, long after the rest of the team had gone for a warm-down, I managed to stand up and stumble over to the fence, where I stood anticipating the taste of vomit that I could feel coming. It never came.

Eventually I started to take off my pads, throwing them in the general direction of my bag. I saw my Dad's car pull up into the car park and so, gradually, packed them away and zipped the bag up. I pulled the bag over to the car where my Dad through it into the boot for me.

"Are you okay?" He asked.
I explained the situation to him and he suggested a warm bath when I got home. Slowly he drove off, the speed-bumps in the driveway causing me great discomfort. 25 minutes later I arrived home and managed to get myself a drink before running a warm bath, with bubbles, that I collapsed into. For the first time in about an hour I felt comfortable, getting out was going to be interesting though.

I almost forgot:
9:30PM
I lined up to take on the first of the one-on-one. Boothy dribbled towards the top of the area. As he lifted his stick up to shoot I dived across, covering the goal.

Crack! He connected well with it. For a moment I saw the ball hurtling towards me.

Smack! It caught me right in the box.

That one was going to hurt.

Wednesday, 25 February 2009

09:12

I'm in such a good mood, I think my mouth is starting to hurt from smiling.

It started this morning, waking up at 12 minutes past 9, knowing that other people would already be sat in lessons, it was such a good feeling.
And it just kept getting better. Turn on my speakers and this comes on:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z93VYGvGM5Q
My smile just started growing. There may have been something in my bowl of Crunchy Nut as well, I’m not sure.

The reason I got up 2 hours later than usual was that I was getting a lift in with James, so shortly after ten he turns up. I grab my bag and run out the door. 30 minutes and several great tunes later we arrive at college.

Not only did I have first lesson off but biology, my second lesson, was cancelled. So I was sat with the others in the canteen, distracting Kirsty from her maths work, while flicking through my folder.

I can’t remember how we started annoying each other but I remember from the point when I flicked her with my ruler. She flicked me back and kept the ruler. In retaliation I stole her pencil and rubber. She then started grabbing bits of my biology work and hiding them down her sleeve.

I eventually tickled her until she gave me my stuff back, but my biology was screwed up beyond any use. This wasn’t fair so I started picking apart her rubber and throwing it at her. This continued for a while her screwing up successive pieces of my work and me destroying her rubber.

My true revenge came when she suddenly realised she had missed the start of her lesson and it was now too late to go. 1-0.

Eventually we apologised and the whole thing reminded me of primary school arguments, it was quite fun.

Anyway after that little incident I went off to Chemistry and for some reason I was in a real chemistry mood. I was sharp and awake and just took everything in my stride, unable to stop asking questions.

Even D of E training at lunch, followed by an hour and a half of maths couldn’t dampen my mood. Anyway it’s now time for me to go out. I hope my mood is contagious.

Tuesday, 24 February 2009

WALL·E

I miss being a little kid.
Life was simple back then:
No A-levels to worry about, ok I still don't really worry but college work takes up much more of my time now;
Girls had cooties, made life so much simpler, and well I didn't know what I was missing out on so I didn't care;
Making friends simply involved saying "Will you be my friend?" and there was never any complicated issues;
And Disney films were just plain amazing.

What brought this on?
Last night I watched WALL·E. It felt so good.
Sat in front of the TV, big duvet wrapped around me, watching Disney. It reminded me of the good old days when I really appreciated the wonder that is Toy Story, that was my favourite film for so many years, along with The Fox and the Hound. Damn, I miss them.

Ah well that's life, my bodies gotten older, and I've had to grow up with it. If only time was reversible, you could really appreciate life then.

Well that's life, and there are many many perks to being older I must admit but still, would be nice to be ickle again, just for a while.

Tuesday, 17 February 2009

42.

1) The meaning of Life, the Universe and Everything.
2) Full days I've been going out with Maura.
3) six times 7 (nine times six for special people)
4) Minutes past 7 that it is currently
(Okay I got bored of that so it's just random sentances from now on)
5) "The rule is perfect: in all matters of opinion our adversaries are insane." Mark Twain
6) Have you ever wondered?
7) Those who are dead are not dead, they're just living in my head (Coldplay - 42)
8) I think I must be quite sadistic, I just laughed all the way through Fight Club.
9) It's now half 11 and I'm realising this is gonna take a while.
10) This evening I realised I haven't been home alone for more than 2 hours since the Christmas holidays.
11) It's quite ridiculous, we live in this beautiful world, and yet no one ever lives long enough to see it all. What a shame.
12) "Forget but not forgive," and now I've really got to stop quoting Coldplay.
13) There are times when I wish I could just be one of those people who just lived their life and never wondered on what it all means or what they're missing out on. Surely it would be so much easier to lay back and appreciate it.
14) Ok sorry if this is starting to drag, I'm only up to number 14 and I'm fairly sure that I'm just repeating myself but rephrasing it each time.
15) What's the most beautiful thing in the world? Words on a page, a painting, maybe music, a sunrise, a still valley, a violent storm, so many possibilities.
16) Weird things, they're not normal. But who decides they're not?
17) I think that's enough questions I really should move onto something better, but I only seem to have questions.
18) "Are you an optimist?"
"I hope so."
19) Bill Bailey has got to be one of the greatest comedians of all time.
20) Watch the Marx brothers, it's pure genius from start to finish.
21) Woooah we're half way there.... you know the rest.
22) People must waste so much time sleeping, how cool would it be if we didn't have to.
23) Actually to be fair people waste enough time when they're awake as it is, we probably wouldn't put the extra hours to good use.
24) Speaking of sleep I could really do with some, I didn't get all that much last night and it's starting to get late.
25) I can't stop trying to work out what makes a person good/bad, I guess the problem is that the bad people just don't care what others think of them. (Bad makes it sound like I'm in primary school but oh well)
26) This positive/negative thing has got me hooked now. We seem to apply it to everything from the ground we stand on to every little thing inside us. The thing is it's never that simple, I guess it's just easier to look at it as black and white, it's either good or it's bad, all along one clear grey-scale.
27) Wow my ramblings have really started to become non-sensical.
28) There's something satisfying about being up past midnight, it's like you're making 2 days out of one.
29) I think there's a reason I normally keep these thoughts inside my head. I'm not crazy, honest, just different.
30) Polarization, 'tis well fun.
31) I want to live abroad at some point in my life, at least for a few years, who knows I may never come back.
32) Why is everything so temporary? Even life itself, nothing seems to last.
33) 7 deadly sins: Lust, Gluttony, Greed, Sloth, Wrath, Envy and last, but no means least, Pride.
34) "Now three things remain: faith, hope, and love. But the greatest of these is love."
35) Trust: Hard to form, easy to break.
36) Everything dies, but first everything lives.
37) Simplicity is beautiful.
38) Sarcasm really is the lowest form of wit, but it's still a form.
39) I always thought there was something strange about the association of love with the heart rather than the brain, but it still seems to fit better.
40) So many questions, so little time.
41) Life is just amazing.
42) 00:23, bedtime. Goodnight, and thanks for all the fish.