Now THIS is a story.

All I want for Christmas is youuuuuu! (as a collective group (to make a comeback series))

Thou shalt not take the names of Johnny Cash, Joe Strummer, Johnny Hartman, Desmond Decker, Jim Morrison, Jimi Hendrix or Syd Barret in vain.

I'm sat here with me folks watching Bill Bailey on a Thursday afternoon. Everything is going swimmingly!

It's been an age since last I posted on here, I think the main reason I'm doing it now is just to write something. Going back to uni, note taking is gunna hit me like a tonne of bricks if I don't keep my mind doing something. Admittedly this isn't going to equate to the intricacies of micro biology, but it's a start.

SOYEH. I'm at uni now! I got in and all that business, I can't be bothered to go through the whole OMGS I WAS SO NERVOUS AND DDDDD: because, yeah. That would bore me, let alone whomsoever reads this. Long story short, I managed to get in, much to the surprise of both myself and my family. And everyone else. But yeah, I got in and I'm having the time of my little life, everyone is wonderful with one or two very specific allowances, so few and far between it really matters not. Oh, plus mice and leaky roofing. Again, none of which is the end of the world (unless you're the wicked witch of the west, then that shit really is a hazard.)

Ain't no way to go, man.

OH! I know what I can talk about quickly. To my mind, my largest and most important personal achievement of the year.

Two Christmas dinners in two days. Awwwwwyeah.

Day One, With Lauren's lovely flatmates et le other flat :D

Day Two, With My lovely friends in le Portsmouth. (and Josh)

I thought I'd best add two, seeing as how I didn't have one with both food AND lots of folks. A tragedy.

 So, in a nutshell, I'm awfully happy and haven't a care, truth be told. Bring on next term (semester?) I'm still a bit unsure of which to use. I can't wait for it ^_^

If you get a minute, and haven't seen/heard of him (them) then give Scroobius Pip a look. Seriously, pleeeeeease do so, he's really pretty different, as it goes. He's a poet who has essentially, though the argument may be made that all lyrical music is already, taken his poems and put them to music. Good good good good stuff, I do believe. 

 If only my beard were that cool.

I always say it, but I do want to keep this halfway up to date from now on, but we'll see.

BAI.


If you're gunna try and walk on water, make sure you wear your comfortable shoes.

Whether you're hiiigh or low. Keep on the tightrope.

So it's been about six weeks now, I thought you all deserved a little more of me. Aheh. To be honest, I've just been very busy and haven't gotten around to posting, with holiday, work, sorting out uni housing (don't get me started) and just generally having a laugh, I've had less time than I'd liked to have to update this. Namely, none.

I can't be fussed with relaying all the boring stuff of late, what with not getting into halls and things like that, so I shan't get into them. Suffice it to say, I've gotten 5 other people whom are all very nice and we're looking for a home in Portsmouth. Wish us luck, if you please. And lots of overtime has come up lately, which I can't complain about! Money money money. Which is a good thing, because I want a new effects pedal and it costs BIG DOLLA.

Speaking of which...

 

doot, doot doot doot doot dooo, dooo.

I can't really describe how the pedal works without using music words, so I'll allow Jack White to show you what it does. All the really screaming highs he pulls are done with the pedal, you just can't do them without some kit. And hence, I WANT IT. 

so purdeeee,

But enough of that. On the same note, I highly recommend looking up Janelle Monae, she's a brilliant sort of R'nB, Soul singer I guess you'd say, but I'm a little bit addicted. The first two albums are concepts based upon Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep, so naturally, I'm a huge fan :p I would go into much more detail, but I'm a bit busy, so I'll let her speak for herself :)  

   

I love her stage presence and just, general style. very cool. ON THE SUBJECT OF VERY COOOOL. 

Buy The Humble Indie Bundle. So basically, for around a minimum (if you're a cheapass) of 4 quid, you can get yourself 12 brilliant indie games and donate moneh to charity! Something great to fill the summer afternoons when nothings occurring, I find :) and it helps sick children, win win win win all around! So do it. Kay? Good. Plus you can download them all through Steam, very convenient.

That's all folks, I'll be trying to update more often now, I assure you all. Whether you care or not! Most likely the latter >>

Caught between the conflict of his braaaaain and his tail.

I want to rock and roll, brick by brick.

This post is going to prove, without shadow of a doubt, that I intend to use this blog largely as a form of documentation that I have indeed been living, rather than not, and my relatively poor memory shan't suffice to do this alone.

So, it's all been rather exciting since last I posted. On the brightest note possible, I've finished all my exams now. I say finished, but I didn't get into my last Biology and first Philosophy paper. They were on Monday morning but Sunday evening at around 11 and I didn't stop chundering til around 8. Having my first exam at 9, this wasn't ideal to say the least. So we rang up school and went to the doctors, and I got myself a doctor's note. So, all in all, I'm going to be getting my predicted grades, which is good, with my other exams I shouldn't have too much trouble getting into Portsmouth. But here's hoping!

But, it was all very frustrating. As with most people, I'm sure, I spent God knows how many hours writing notes, reading books, making mind maps, ripping up said mind maps and making them again from memory. Wash rinse repeat. The frustrating part of it all is that I'm left here now with a really odd feeling. I'm sure it'd make lots of people throw rocks at their screens, but I feel kid of let down a little, that I haven't been able to take the tests. I have had months and months of really hard work and that's it now. I don't really have anything to show for it, in my head and with my peers, like. It's just dropped off and that's it now. As I say I just have a weird feeling that I've spent months working and having nothing to show for it. I know, I get my predicted, but still. I can't really explain it in a great way, I guess.

You know?

So, that's all I had to say about all that escapade. Oh, but I will mention that I managed to get in on Wednesday to do my last philosophy exam, which also happened to be last exam, period. It all went great I think, I mean, I didn't run out of things to say and my teachers said it was all along the right lines. So it can't have been too awful? WIN.

Since Wednesday I've been getting reacquainted with things that I'd given up or simply didn't have time for while I was studying. To begin with, I managed to pick up my current Discworld novel and finish it. I'm on Wyrd Sisters (or was) and had gotten about a third of the way through, but put it down a few months back just because I didn't have the time. So, on Thursday I picked it back up with fervour and got right back in. I literally just finished it before writing this now and I bloody loved it. I've loved all of them so far, so much so that I went ahead and bought the whole series thus far, around 35 books, and I'm working my way through. It really is the best series I've ever read and you owe it to yourself to pick up one, such as Mort or Guards! Guards! to dip your toe in and see if you like them. But, I'd personally recommend just starting at number one and going chronologically.

 Yep, A world on the backs of four elephants, stood upon a massive Turtle. Do you need any more convincing?

As the picture above explains pretty simply, the Discworld is set on the Disc, a world around the same size as ours, but flat rather than round, upon The Great A'Tuin, A giant turtle that swims through the universe. Terry Pratchett truly is a literary genius, give yourself a treat.

In other news, I've just gotten hold of Bad meets Evil, the sequel, a collaboration between Royce da 5'9" Eminem. I've not been able to give it a whole listen through as of yet, but what I have heard so far is really quite good, if you're into that kind of thing. I'd also recommend anyone who hasn't listened to the new Arctic Monkeys album yet, to do so, it really is a great album, but I am quite biased in this regard.

I'll be updating, I hope, a lot more frequently from now on, there's a lot more I want to talk about today in fact, but I fear many have already stopped reading, so that can wait.

I love cheesy poofs, you love cheesy poofs. If we didn't eat cheesy poofs we'd all be..................lame.

Something wicked, this way comes.

What's that? You thought I'd left forever? NAWWWW. I have lots to say, so keep an eye open.

Damn Skippy.

Don't sit down 'cause I've moved your chair.

Bugger leaving it more than a week. I've not gotten that bad quite yet. Although I didn't keep to last thursday or friday, as i said. For that I must apologise. To myself more than anything, for poorly documenting the events in my life over the last week, since that is the primary reason for these strings of words. But yeah, sorry to you lot too, even if you didn't miss it, I apologise.

SO yeah, what's been going on? Revision, no less. And an absence of parents, they've ventured to scotland, which laves a rather large argument between the part of me that wants to study and the one that loves procrastination more than anything in the world, they're both waging a good battle amongst one another thus far. Today was a war containing a lot of psychology and biology revision, as well as a lot of me looking at music. I bought gold dust, I can't really explain why I like it exactly, I think it's just the beat that gets me, as well as end credits by Chase and Status featuring Plan B. I'm not sure about you, but I usually can't stand the second plan fellow, but this song really is very good. Give it a go, it really is rather good.

On a less interesting note, I'm selling my old games and stuff bakc to amazon for very nearly their price when I bought them, they pay for postage and everything, you can't really go wrong, so long as you have a printer to shoot off the post stuff, it's all good! Give it a little look, if like me, you're swimming in boxes that are worth a few pence.

Now, most exciting news, the last thing I bought today was the new arctic monkeys single, which is where I got the title off this post from, it's a great tune, if you liked the last album like I did, it's in a similar vein, the other two songs on the single seem to show the album's all along the same vein. Very happy. I'm so after going to V festival, Arctic Monkeys and Eminem headlining the two nights, I'd give my left nut for tickets. Alas, nay.

OH SHOOT. One minute to midnight and me making it over a week for a post goes to hell. So I'll cut it short. BYE EVERYONE. I'll stick at the very least, to it not being another nearly week.


All the little promises, they don't mean much, when there's memories to be made.

If I had it my way, I'd slit your throat with the knife that you left in my back.

Nearly a week, very nearly. But not quite! So I'm not that bad. Not really sticking to one a day, I think that would've killed me, truth be told, but I'm definitely aiming for more than one a week, for which I apologise. In my defense I have just taken two exams today which may well be the making or breaking of my university career. That is to say, If I hadn't spent so much of the past week as a hermit I'm more likely to be analogous to this:

Than this, which is what I'm more after.

Purdee pictures are purdee. But I feel like the exams today went really well! Which I'm not sure I've ever really been able to say with a straight face, so I'm rather relieved. I worked bloody hard this time, and it would seem to have paid of! Whoooo woulda thunk it? Not me, that's for sure. Heh. I just haven't been able to self motivate before now is the honest truth, but since it's make or break now, if I don't sort myself out now, as I have, when will I? There's a load of people I've seen around school that are all like alloowwwww school now, I don't even care. What the actual fuck. You've spent two years doing your subjects and just as you're about to leave onto pastures new you stick two fingers up at it? I want my pastures to be green and full of candyfloss and unicorns. If I don't actually put effort in now it'll be filled with....candyfloss smelling prostitutes. And men that call themselves...unicorn? I don't even know.

BUT. That should prove to you I'm plenty tired, hence I bid you adieu. I promise I'll post tomorrow or Friday something of worth (a term used lightly) and get back on track!

Thanks for sticking around in the mean time.

Title = More BMTH.

If a monkey can take an interest in it's hairstyle, it only follows for you to enjoy a morning jog.

I'd probably still adore you with your hands around my neck, or I did last time I checked.

NOSTALGIA.

I've suddenly been run down by a hell of a lot of it. Tomorrow is the May Ball, it seems both a few months since our Prom, but also a life away. In the time between then and now I've been going out with Lauren for nearly a year and a half. Which, in itself, has been such a huge landmark time for me, much like another little lifetime that's fit into the one I had before, you know? Maybe not. But what I'm getting at is that this is the event to mark the end of another chapter/phase/section, what ever you'd like to deem it, of our lives. Fuck me, it's going fast.

I think I could take the fact it's going quickly a number of ways, the way I choose to is that I'm having one hell of a good time. For a start, for a number of reasons, years 9 to 11 were rather drama filled, all of which hasn't occurred whatsoever, in comparison, since. Furthermore, the friendships I've gained since beginning sixth form are some the best I have, plus the ones I already had have been strengthened many fold. I mean, Sam was a mate at the start of Sixth form, we got on but we weren't hugely great friends, all told. Now we're bros. Blood brothers, if you will. And the people who started anew at the start, I'd never say it to her face, but Jos is a brilliant friend and I'm really glad to have met her while I've been at sixth form. I would go into everyone, but I would invariably miss people, all the while bore your socks off. And mine.

Two years ago, Don't feed The Seagulls. Good times.

Above is one of the videos we recorded back when we were playing every Friday round Dave's, which we try to do as often as we can still now, but a lot less often than we really should, especially recently, what with exams. But come the holidays, I hope you blow you away with interesting new developments. I hope too. But that video signifies another reason why I'm all nostalgic. I suppose I've just been thinking on the last few years recently, I can't say I've done anything I regret or have any real qualms or things to complain about, I look back on the past and present fondly. I think that's something a lot of people can't say, so I'm really thankful.

Don't get it twisted though, the times ahead to me are worth just as much as those past. I've known a lot of people with their heads in the past before now. Doing everything to have a memory or story to tell, rather than enjoying the moment. I can't really imagine doing that myself. But if that's your thing, fair enough. Just don't mess up my good time I guess.

-rambleramble-

In other news, congratulations to my good friend Oli for starting up a blog. I can't wait to read more from it, I think it's an endeavour that he'd do well to stick at, he has a knack for it it seems. eM kcilC ! 

And I want to see the new ruddy pirates of the Caribbean movie, goddamit. Lauren went and saw it yesterday and she said it was good, but I think even if she said it was a dog turd I'd pay the admission to see Captain jack again. I'm not sure why, but the setting and the characters in the series thus far really pull me in and I love them. So to the cinetheatre I shall trek soon, I hope!

 That's it for today, I hope tomorrow goes as well as everyone wants it to, for everyone involved!

The title is another nostalgic boom, Arctic monkeys inspired us hugely as a band and we've never really lost touch with their songs.

Now....Bring me that Horizon. Yep, A Pirates line that inspired the band, another reason to like them, eh?

Party till you pass out, drink til you're dead. Dance all night til you can't feel your legs.

I think I overdosed on my blog. Hence, I haven't posted in a few days. I got really excited by it all and was like OH MY GOD THIS IS KEWL. I was going on to different blogs for hours and realising how poor mine is, but then it is new and I'm new to all these shenanigans. I also take solace in the fact that this is better than quite a few I'd seen too. I mean really. There are some awful blogs out there. Eeeeesh.

ANYWEH. How are you all? Well i hope. Although, if you're like, a paedo or a pervy man. Or perhaps a child molester, i hope you are unwell. I hope your eyes drop out, or get switched with your testes. So when you get found out you have to watch your balls being kicked in, in situ, that being the scrotum. Also, you'll have balls for eyes. That'd suck.

I've been thinking a lot lately about how I've changed over the last few years, merely because I see everyone around me that I've known for far too long become really different, both shitty and awesome. On the shitty side, I could kind of see it happening to most of those who it has done. That is to say, like, general backstabby, carefree in terms of how anyone but themselves feel. People who make you say, my God, how are they going to function in normal society, types. It's sad I guess, but they're all going to get a boot up the arse when the real world bursts in. Or at least we hope so. Unfortunately all too often such people have their awful personalities and arrogance/ignorance met with reward, the only reason they are how they are is due to there parents having more money than sense and not really giving too schists about their kids behaviour. (and yes, i managed to get some geology revision into this post. Plus 3 internets to me.)

On the awesome side of people, it tends to be those who have been fairly reserved, or at least reserved by my standards. Which probably isn't all that reserved.... Anyway, now they're studying what they want to at A level, over time they've popped out of their shells and have developed real personalities and characters which I couldn't be more impressed with. It's amazing to think of the people who were silent back in year eleven, even last year for that matter. They've really come into their own this year, I couldn't be happier to see it, like.

Lastly, there's myself. I don't really think I've changed. For the most part I'm into all the same stuff, bar some music and what have you. But I mean, I still say things I shouldn't too often, am generally the person who pushes to make something awkward ten fold more awkward and just generally bugger people about for teh lulz. I don't go too far with it, but you know, I just haven't changed really. On one hand, I don't think there's much turtle out of the shell I could have done, I've always been pretty confident in myself, to put it one way. I've kind of had to, not too play it up or anything, but if you're ginger and let everyone walk all over you, you may as well give up now. But yeah, I don't think I've changed like everyone else has. I'm not decided on whether this is a good thing or not. On the other hand, do those who have changed a lot feel like they have, or do they feel the same as they used to? I'm opting for the latter, but I still think I'm pretty much the same.

Am I doin it rite?

So yeah. Allow that up there, it was more of me leaking out some consciousness than actual real content. So ignore it, like everything you'll find in this blog, its a bit bullocks. I've been a very boring person of late, I think that's why I'm struggling to find things to write about, and might be a bit...on and off over the coming weeks. Whys that you ask? I live to revise at the moment, little else. When I say little else, I really mean nothing else. Bar Lauren. If not for her I would have gone mad with boredom, no doubt. She puts up with far too much, faaarrrr too much!

This is one of the many things she has to put up with. My obscure music taste. I'll give you two songs today, because I feel like it, that's why. Firstly, related to the title. I really can't get enough Bring Me The Horizon at the moment. The marmite of music, and I understand completely why people can't stand them. I do not, however, understand completely why they believe they can convince me of otherwise. -shakes fist- 

  Even if you don't like the music, can you really say no to a day in the life of Predator? Course not.

Secondly, a song more to do with my previous subject matter, and to show you I'm not a scream head. So shuddup.I absolutely love this song, and DRE, admittedly mostly due to Eminem, but I have all his albums and my God am i excited for the new one. It's a good cruiser too. Apologies for the censored version.

That's all for today then folks. I'm determined to write something cohesive and mildly interesting next time. Although I am hugely aware of what I said about future selves a few posts back. Ahdear.

I want to go back to the time when everyone I knew could sit around the Christmas tree.

You put the lime in the coconut and drink it alllll up.

Two in one day? Why the hell not, I may as well make up for yesterday. To myself rather than anyone in particular. I wanted to be doing one a day and it's annoying me, even though it was something out of my hands. That's right, I was not, in fact, entirely responsible for 21 hours of downtime on Bloggers part.

Anyway, what on Earth do I have going on to give you two doses of crap rather than one? Well, I just got finished watching Reservoir Dogs with my Dad while filling out all this ruddy student finance paperwork. The amount of boredom that's given me could fill an entire post alone, but I don't think either of us would be happy at the end would we? So, I'll go for the Reservoir Dogs thing instead.

To give some background, it was Tarantino's debut film. A bloody good debut if you ask me, plus the bonus controversy it caused for having his now token gore and vulgarity in it. On that note, it really is very flippin bloody. I mean, it isn't a SAW or anything, by no means, but for what it is it definitely manages to cake the walls with blood. The whole film is based around the actions and events that occur after a bank job has gone pear shaped. Akin to pulp fiction I suppose, though chronologically, Pulp fiction is akin to it, in terms of the way the story is told. Much like Pulp, the movie is shot all around the place, with events from the end at the start and vice versa, and all manner of variants in between. You have to pay attention to put it plainly.

I would reeeeally like people to go and watch it, if you haven't already. I really enjoyed it, as I have all Tarantino's films, and I managed to pick the DVD up off of amazon for around a quid including postage, it won't set you back tooooo much. Unless you live in a mud hut. If you are, by the way, living in a mud hut, TELL ME HOW YOU'RE READING THIS.

I should really actually give a proper review of this, but I'm not all together sure how I would do so. Suffice it to say that the film has brilliant acting, moreover famous faces that all work together very well. I mean, I didn't think anyone stuck out like a sore thumb. The soundtrack was excellent, seventies sounds all the way, how can you go wrong? I highly recommend you watch the film. Even if you don't like it, you can say you've seen it and sound cool. Plus, have you really got 90 minutes not spare able in your busy busy busy lives to have a watch?   Thought Not.  OHAND. If anyone else who's reading this has seen it, can you please tell me why Tarantino also played Mr.Brown? I mean, he I don't understand him being in it at all.

Anyway, I'll hush again for another few hours. As for the title? The song was in the credits of the film. I was going to link the original. But you get this gem instead.   

-Also a nod to Sam's post today-

Mr Blonde: Listen kid, I'm not gonna bullshit you, all right? I don't give a good fuck what you know, or don't know, but I'm gonna torture you anyway, regardless. Not to get information. It's amusing, to me, to torture a cop. You can say anything you want cause I've heard it all before. All you can do is pray for a quick death, which you ain't gonna get.
[He removes his razor]
Mr Blonde: You ever listen to K-Billy's "Super Sounds of the Seventies" weekend? It's my personal favorite.

They say that in war that truth be the first casualty.

Broadcasting once more, thank goodness! I had the most amazing post to put up yesterday, but as you may or may not know, the lovely blogger world was down. And thus my inspirational, perhaps even revolutionary post was lost to the annuls of time.

I'm sure many other pieces of prose perfection were lost yesterday. Alas, much like the fiver i dropped off a pier when i was little, you weren't worth all that much and i won't lose too much sleep over it. So how is everyone? Doing well I hope? If not getting completely washed ashore by the tides that are revision, that is. (Much like the bloody fiver)

SO. i was looking at my stats yesterday before the nuke hit Blogger HQ and I've gotten A HUNDRED AND NINE VIEWS in less than a week, not including my own looks! I was quite literally flabbergasted. And to those of you visiting from Germany and the U.S. while I'm sure you're phishing sites and not real people, if you happen to be biological life forms (with a pulse) HELLO. This whole venture is turning out to be an almighty exciting one! If only for me.

While looking at my views, I learnt all about the Follow anonymously button. Now, who on Earth decided that it was the right think to absent mindedly grant everyone who wishes to use it NINJA SKILLZ. Certainly not me, I mean, who would even use it? Outside of ten year girls or boys, of course who want to follow some crushes blog without them knowing they like them super duper lots? Even then, surely you could just bookmark the page little crazy stalker girl? I'm a strong advocate of disarming young children, taking back the shuriken stars and katana blades and letting them just follow people, like the rest of the sane population.
Perhaps that a bit ironic, calling them lacking in sanity while I write about my life to myself? Neh.

 IS THIS WHAT YOU WANT?! IS IT?!

I'm a fair whack into 1984 now, it really is a brilliant book, that is if you needed my telling you, but it's a very good social commentary on where we may well be headed now, should everything take a complete nose dive, as it seems to be doing. I quite like the idea of thought police, obviously not literally "I would love to see thought police" but the construct in the book that anything you think is monitored, so anyone who thinks thoughts that are anti government or anti establishment are picked up and removed, erased from time and all that was them is wiped. I see a fairly abstract, but still on point, representation of this in the bill America are trying to pass now that will globally block certain websites, rendering them unusable. The idea that the land of the free is imposing a global ban on certain people being free is a ridiculous, but not unfamiliar one. But yes, with thought police, i see a symmetry, anyone thinking about going to a site that they wish to may not be able to, because it could harbour files or information the big lads don't want you having. And if you do somehow get there, they're on about tracking traffic. Lovely.

While I'm on an anti establishment rampage, I use the word rampage lightly. I'd say Che had a bit of a rampage going, myself more of an angry stomping in a puddle, but alas, while I'm getting my shins wet, have a listen to some good music. -here lies my title inspiration this time around- 

One Day As A Lion, the two piece consisting of Zach De La Rocha of Rage Against the Machine fame and Jon Theodore, former drummer for the Mars Volta. They released a scorching 5 song EP in 2008 which I really liked at the time, and recently rediscovered. They say they're releasing a new album in the coming months. Who's happy and has two thumbs? This guy.

Better to live one day as a Lion than a thousand as a Sheep. 

Drop Dead, Gorgeous

Evening all, very tired, this post will be very shit. Alas, if you're sitting comfortably, I shall begin!

I've eaten 6 iced finger buns in two days. I think i have a problem. Unfortunately, this hunger won't subside until i reach those greatest of heights, the raspberry jam filled iced finger bun. Until that great day, i shall yearn. Yearn for the sugary treat that just keeps on giving.

My possible asylum application aside, every thing's going really well at the moment, thanks for asking! Summer's charging up on us in what seems like an all too quick turn around, I'm almost certain the years are getting shorter. But then I'm filling them with far more exciting and brilliant things, so who am i to complain? i shouldn't and i shan't. But everything really is going much faster, i mean, the way in which friends come and go, to be fair, all the friends i don't have anymore i have no regrets about, bar Damian, but i didn't lose him as much as not get to see him these days as much as i want to. So yeah, conscience wise? All good, no one lost that wasn't worth losing, like. I need to stop meandering. But my point holds true, like a rolling stone, my life's really picking up speed now, and for what its worth, i think I'm doing a pretty good job of not falling over, down the hill, cracking my skull open and dying. Amidst a bloody puddle with whatever supreme deity you happen to believe in relieving a full bladder onto my face.

I think the fact that I have taken part in one, have watched one, and am about to be present at another year eleven leavers day is what gets me the most. It seems so recently that i was stood there about to go up on stage to everyone going mad at us playing in our final assembly, everything that's happened since then seems mere days, yet nearly another life. You dig? Perhaps not, but I think you can see what I'm getting at. I think this all might be another reason I've started this blog actually. A note in time that I can look back to whenever and document it. Proof I was here, doing things. Not letting life swoop past me before I know where I am.

All those words and I haven't really resolved anything in my head, just let you know its a little bit....nostalgic? At the moment, if you can call it that. Also, recent days have made very re leaved of who i am. that is to say, I have a faithful lovely trustworthy beautiful clever funny girlfriend, who I'd do absolutely anything for, an income that supports my indulgent playboy lifestyle (heh.) loving parents and no real pressure to do well. By which I mean, they would be disappointed in me if I didn't achieve what I can achieve, but at the same time I don't feel pressured. From all the experience I have of seeing how other people are doing of late, I feel like I'm pretty much the most well off, whether I am or not is arbitrary really, don't kick me off my cloud, yeah? But I'm just very happy with life, the world and the oooniverse. i was about to go into a great long philosophical extended prose, but I'll leave that for another day, this post is long enough as it is, plus I'm likely the only one reading it by now.

Allow me to grab your attention again with PICTURS. HURRAY.

Firstly, as the title of this post eluded too, Drop Dead. The clothes, by BMTH front man Oli Sykes are currently in operation out in Barcelona doing the lookbook for their summer line. This makes me very happy, I really do like all their stuff, for the most part, and I can't wait for the new stuff.

How can you not like this? I do lots. 

And secondly, Ella enriched my life yesterday with a link to the FUUUUUUUUUUU comics, of which i used to frequent, but haven't in an awful long time. If you have no idea what I'm on about then you're in for a treat! They come up with some awfully delightful comics that I really do feel reflect how myself, and all of us feel a lot of the time.

FUUUUUUU- 

hehe. OH THE GIGGLES. I'll leave you be now, for now. good night and much love to you all, my God. It'll be Christmas again soon.

The problem with people is they have opinions. And they're like arseholes. Usually full of crap and everyone has one. -grumblegrumble- 

Last week thought I saw you on the street Turns out it was a bag of trash Just a big ol' bag of trash.I THOUGHT YOU LOOKED LIKE A BAG OF TRASH,.

 

Day Four. I refuse to say may the fourth be with you, so I shan't.               shit.

I DUB THIS DAY, LONELY ISLAND DAY. Yes, that's right! A group of three men children that you probably haven't heard a great deal of have released a new album and I am celebrating as such, with great vigor! Why, you may ask, would I devote a whole day to a band that have made their mark (lol) on all of us with a song about them having premature ejaculations? Why, I'd say you've just answered your own question there, you unfunny person you. Go and watch the Black Books boxset and then we'll talk. But, if i were in a more tolerant mood I'd point you towards not only their multitude of other just as humorous soundbites, but also their film, Hot Rod, which Will Ferrell footed the bill for, because he's a big fan too. So basically, I'm a big massive fan and you should go and listen to a few songs, because they'll make you lawl. And truly, who does not want to lawl? Zombie Bin Laden, that's who. Are you Zombie Bin Laden? ARE YOU? Good. Then go and lawl. 

 I really shouldn't show you any of this crap, but i shall. My name is James and I have a problem. Judge me all you like, I LIKE IT SO BLEH TO YOU. I'm kind of getting back into the groove of making and painting some models. I think its partly due to the fact I've been playing less music with the band of late, due to bad schedules between us all, and i have a creative urge and this is how I'm expressing it. Currently I'm working on this Badboy:

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Minus Ten Points To Any Coolness I Might Have? Probably.

Before you start unfollowing or whatever the term is, I did warn you when i started i wouldn't be writing to please anyone else, just what i like, mah blog about me. Innit. I should mention that the above isn't my own work but I'm painting a very similar colour scheme, he should look hugely similar. I may post some pictures in the future of my own works to prove i can paint better than a 4 year old with one arm. On the back of his head. 

On an entirely different note, I'd like to make it known that I'm so happy with people follllowing me and actually commenting! Epic. Furthermore, This is probably the last post I'll have with less posts than followers. I shall relish this day.  

Lastly, but by no means leastly, go and have a watch of my buddie Sam playing Piano, a talent he's only just revealed to us all that he possesses and he's a great improver! Link on youtube belowwww.

CLICK MEEEEEEEE.

I think that's all for today, you all have your homework! If i fail to post tomorrow, i apologise in advance to any and all who'll miss it, just me then? But yeah, a playa's gotta get dough. Working late, as they demand most Wednesdays.

A working class hero is something to be.

I'm making a note here, huge success.

 

Ohhhhh Yes, I'm gunna get my review shoes on soon and run you all around my opinion. Whether you like it or not.                             Soon.

Still Alive.

Billy the kid did what he did and he died, Billy the kid, did what he did and he died

THIRD DAY. Very impressed with me, oh yes.

I'm gunna jump straight in. This might sound like a load of bull to you, but it makes sense to me, so I'm going to share. You're welcome.

So basically, we all do it, everyone. We all say "I'll stop eating this thing next week" or, "I'll do my homework tomorrow, I'll be in the mood for it then" or whatever, you get the picture. What we do there is project properties that we don't have now onto our future selves. A good example of what I mean is new years resolutions. A lot of people tend to say they'll eat a half tonne of fruit a day or get on a treadmill three times a week, do they do it? Do they fuck. The problem with it is that we think much more highly of ourselves in the future than our present selves. that fruit goes mouldy and the treadmill sits there dormant simply because we are who we are, if we don't get on the treadmill NOW or start eating the fruit NOW, we never will. If you're sat there thinking, well obviously you stupid bugger, fair enough, but it took me by surprise when i had it laid out in such plain terms. the moral of the story is, if you say you're going to do something, do it now. Not "I'm going to start at such and such a date" It'll never happen. If you think you'll feel more like doing something later, its highly unlikely you actually will, so don't bother lying to yourself, eh? It doesn't help you or super future you. the poor bastard that never lives up to expectation.

I doubt it will, but if that helps or even makes one person think, I'll be chuffed. But, if you're already like the person who does it all NOW, WELL DONE! I'm awfully impressed. Have a cookie!

Oh, and the title? This.

It's in my head at the moment, its kind of a freaky video, but I really like the song, Ella introduced me to Why? a few years back now, I always come back to them, they're so nebulous and outside the box they're making a whole new shape on the other side of the galaxy. Definitely recommend. But again, watch it. Or don't.

Ooooh! A Piece of candy.

Against a blue sky, almost anything looks cinematic.

I think you can interpret a picture like this one of two ways. The road to nowhere or the road success. Unfortunately, I guess both have to end somewhere.

I think my opinion of the picture will all depend on whether I get my uni grades, although at the moment, I'm definately on the happy one, I want for nothing, have a brilliant girlfriend and a well paid job. What more could i ask for?

ANYWAY.

I'm pretty pleased with myself for sticking with this so far, and yes, i realise this is only the third day, but hell, its longer than any other diary or frequent update project I've stuck to in a long time. I've been reading a lot of other peoples blogs, to try and see whats most interesting to read, to then see what i should try to tailor mine to be to be interesting and keep peoples attention. All in all, I think the least interesting ones are the ones that provide a social commentary on the news or music or whatever that are really forced, like, writing about popular things to appeal to people, if that makes sense. The most interesting ones are the ones you can tell are just written by people to please themselves. These are usually the ones that talk about their own personal lives or spins on the world, but i suppose everyones likes and dislikes are different, so i could be one of the few who feel this way, but meh, if I don't enjoy writing about something not only is it a waste of time being fake, but I know I won't stick to it.

In short, I think I'll stick to my own innane drivel over what other people talk about, if that's alright with you? Good.

There's a new Lonely Island album coming out, this is very exciting. Their first was stuck to me for the best part of a year. And yes, I did just say the album with Jizz in my pants stuck to me. For the best part of a year. We were playing it in Dave's car yesterday, boombox sounds great in a car. As does Like a Boss, for obvious reasons.

Apart from that, I've got little else to say, apart from why I have little else to say. It was Sam's eighteenth party last night and I think everyone who went is suffering today. I am, and that's why i have little else to say. heh.
BUT. It was a great party, and i was privee to many awful sights and events around me, I think myself and Lauren were the only ones not being permiscuous. Kudos to us! Not a night to be forgotten for a long time. Except for all those who really can't remember a thing from it. the poor bastards.

We are all Caterpillars who don't know we can turn into Butterflies.

And so castles made of sand fall into the sea, eventually.

I'm wanting to make this all look less bare bones SO I'll add some content ^-^

I got finished reading The Catcher In The Rye a few weeks back and it was really pretty good, but I'm still left thinking about the ending. Basically, its about Holden Caulfield and how he perceives the world, starting with him leaving, having been kicked out, of his private school and continuing with him travelling back home. I really kinda liked it, especially him as a character. he was one of those characters you get exasperated with but you're still really intrigued to follow (I know a few of them myself). His view of the world at times, seemed very akin to mine, in terms of how he viewed a lot of the general populous as phoney, though I'd like to think I'm not quite so bipolar as he seems to be. His interpretation of the world is one I think a lot of us could benefit from taking into account, even if we don't connect with it, but that's just what i think. I won't spoil the end for two reasons.

1. I know its a 60 year old book, but i don't want to spoil it for anyone
2. if you haven't read it, i don't think me explaining it would do it justice, you'll either get it or you won't. That is to say you'll like it and come away thinking, or you'll get even more confused by the book and think it crappy. Hopefully the former, but meh, it's not that intellectual ;)

Bloody Hell, I need to sort out the waffle in all this if i want anyone to read it and actually get anything out of it. XD Forgive me, for this is my first time. I'll get better, i promise!

Many a Lady have heard the very same words, under a very different context.

NEXT UP: I'm making my way through 'Do Androids Dream Of Electric Sheep' It's the film that got made into Blade Runner. Apparently Philip K. Dick (the author) was really unhappy with the film, so i thought id go ahead and read the book. :D

BANG. and the dirt is gone.

The precursor to procrastination.

SO.


I suppose everyone posts very elaborate, very detailed, very interesting things upon their first post. Unfortunately I'm not sure i can succcceeed on any of these levels. To be honest, I'm not entirely sure why I've made a blog, for the fun of it i suppose, to share my thoughts with everyone and no one all at once, that is to say, i have the world at my fingertips but who's going to realistically read it? very few, if zero people :p, just as well I'm doing it for myself then. but if anyone wants me to discuss anything here form time to time, I'll be more than happy to do so, i crave being creative. All the time. So feed me inspiration and I'll churn something out, be it crap or decent.

So yeah, i guess that's it really? Oh, and I'm determined not to talk about meager things that happen in mah life, not only is that what everyone seems to do, but its bloody boring for other people to read, so that's my pledge. Make me stick to it.

I look forward to the journey I'm departing on!

Oh, and watch this if you have a sense of humor, although if you know me this is probably already getting on your nerves :D

http://www.weebls-stuff.com/songs/Amazing+Horse/

SWEET LEMONADE.