I have to get some things off my chest. The following things are annoying me:
- It took about eight hours to download a 1.3MB file today. Adobe have more money than knowledge. Bring back Macromedia.
- There is a certain someone blocking me on Messenger.
- My biggest excitement in the future is going to the MetroCentre tomorrow.
I’m not sure which annoys me most. I think perhaps the second point. This person was upset when he thought I had blocked him. I thought we had cleared the air, but apparently not. This is someone who I admired and considered a friend. My difficulty is that I don’t understand. Oh well, to the next gripe!
I know what you people are probably thinking: student; bright future; vast opportunities… But that’s all beyond a time I can imagine. I can only see three months into the future. And all I see are lectures, tutorials and exams. Oh, and Christmas. My sister has said she might come up and see us, but she has said that before… Phil has also talked about coming up, possibly with Colin and Anthony – again, plans have been made for that to happen before.
Story of my life – there is no point in planning for things, because they just never happen.
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I am a little disappointed tonight because I won’t be performing on stage. I thought that I might have played guitar and sang at my friend’s 18th. Thing is, I said I would if he would play bass. He saw the light. But I should still be going to his party, and I should still be seeing many of my Sittingbourne friends!
However, I am a little (more) disappointed. Phil can’t come up to Durham, and Colin has a lot of stuff on. Whether Anthony would want to come up on his own now remains to be seen, so that’s a little disappointing. Wow – three disappoints in one post.
But on the bright side, I am deliriously happy!
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My wrist bloody hurts. I probably have repetitive strain injury (RSI) from continued writing, typing and… playing my guitar. I have an exam tomorrow afternoon (oh yes, an afternoon exam!) so I have stopped revising for the night. I am finding it difficult to revise effectively at the moment. I can’t quite put my finger on why. Noise distracts me. Silence distracts me.
Silence distracts me because my mind tries to fill in the void. So I think about my muses, my past, and my future.
Oh my future. I know everything that is going to happen up until 2nd June. Two days. After that, anything could happen. 5th-8th June should be when Anthony, Colin and Phil come up. 9th June I’m down to Sittingbourne. However, at the moment, I’m going to have try to hide somewhere in Sittingbourne overnight so that I might not be attacked by drunk/high/normal scallies. Or I could blag a place to stay. So if I send you a text tomorrow, it is because I do in fact love you very, very much!
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Now, today has been a rather odd day (aren’t they all?). Firstly, Middlesbrough scored four goals again to progress to the UEFA Cup Final… well done… you bastards! I’m chuffed for you, but don’t start goading, it doesn’t suit you!
I also went to a presentation offered by the CPRS (Centre for Physical and Recreational Sport (or something like that)). There were emails and flyers across the School. Those in attendance were myself, Dave Walshaw, Nick Proukakis and Oli King. And the director of the CPRS. I was the only student. No matter. The presentation was ok. I must admit that the Centre is impressive, and for those with a particular niche, there is a lot on offer, and the presentation was reassuring in that for those people, they will be well looked-after and their performances enhanced. However, for the lard-arses out there (and the one in here), we have to feel pretty neglected. I was going to confront the director with this point, but someone beat me to it with a point of their own. I needed to sort out my pre-registration, which – apparently – I did wrong. So then I left.
Perhaps it wasn’t such a weird day on reflection. It was just more eventful than usual. I had (very) brief conversations with David, Colin, Andy, Shell and Nix – but still no Chris. I tried pissing him off, but strangely that didn’t work…
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