Good news everyone, my exams are over. I have no more work to do and I can literally go mental.
This evening I went mental at a pirate themed ceilidh. An old man scolded me: "It's not rock and roll."
I made myself a pirate hat, which I have written a poem about:
My hat is made of paper
it shall not last the night
But ah my foes and oh my friends
my hat is full of sweat
Apparently I tried to do blogging a couple of weeks ago. It went like this:
Today I fell off my scooter. Yesterday I also fell off my scooter. This is probably the closest thing to a routine that I have had for the last few weeks.
Yesterday I fell going slowly uphill and hurt my knee. Today I fell going quickly downhill and hurt my forearm and waist and shirt and bag. The great weakness of scooters is that, because the brake is on the back wheel, any attempt to slow down at high speed greatly reduces your control of the vehicle. This is something that I only really realised today, so I am yet to perfect my speedy downhill technique.
Yesterday was exam and stag do day. First I went to an exam, which I think I did not fail. It was very difficult in places, and they wanted me to know about electronics. After that, it was time to do stag with Tim Brown, who gets married in like just two weeks. We went to Cosmo, which is basically a super duper round the world buffet.
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There are a lot of colons in this blog. When I got back from the ceilidh, some people from my block were sat outside playing acoustic guitars. When people play acoustic guitars outside during twilight, it's basically impossible not to feel overwhelmingly melancholy. I sat on the steps for a while and regretted having not tried very hard to make friends with the people in my block. It all felt a lot like the last day of camp, when you're thirteen and you think it's possible to have made more than five life long friends in a single week, all of whom you will shortly be separated from. I took my leave when they started talking about things like 'blazing up' and 'having fun'.
The wound sustained from the scooter injury I recalled earlier has nearly healed. In other news, Tim Browns WEDDING IS TOMORROW OH YEAH CEREMONY BOY OH BOY WEDDING BREAKFAST AND THEN WEDDING CELIDH THAT'S TWO CEILIDHS IN TWENTY FOUR HOURS.
I only stayed for a couple of dances this evening, both of which were with old ladies. Blackbeard's Tea Party played, and boy do they run a tight musical ship. It's basically their fault that I got told off for rock-rolling.
I have trousers and a shirt to go with my jacket, both of which I purchased yesterday from a local charity shop.
Because all my exams are over, I'm now free to do exciting things and then blog about them. I'll tell you all about the wedding soon.
Oh, almost forgot, a visual treat for all you fans out there. A nutrition study I guinea pigged for has left me with five days worth of stills from my life, which I have condensed into this trendy video, and set to all my favourite music. Presenting: Five thousand pictures in less than ten minutes.
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I made myself a pirate hat, which I have written a poem about:
My hat is made of paper
it shall not last the night
But ah my foes and oh my friends
my hat is full of sweat
Apparently I tried to do blogging a couple of weeks ago. It went like this:
Today I fell off my scooter. Yesterday I also fell off my scooter. This is probably the closest thing to a routine that I have had for the last few weeks.
Yesterday I fell going slowly uphill and hurt my knee. Today I fell going quickly downhill and hurt my forearm and waist and shirt and bag. The great weakness of scooters is that, because the brake is on the back wheel, any attempt to slow down at high speed greatly reduces your control of the vehicle. This is something that I only really realised today, so I am yet to perfect my speedy downhill technique.
Yesterday was exam and stag do day. First I went to an exam, which I think I did not fail. It was very difficult in places, and they wanted me to know about electronics. After that, it was time to do stag with Tim Brown, who gets married in like just two weeks. We went to Cosmo, which is basically a super duper round the world buffet.
*****
There are a lot of colons in this blog. When I got back from the ceilidh, some people from my block were sat outside playing acoustic guitars. When people play acoustic guitars outside during twilight, it's basically impossible not to feel overwhelmingly melancholy. I sat on the steps for a while and regretted having not tried very hard to make friends with the people in my block. It all felt a lot like the last day of camp, when you're thirteen and you think it's possible to have made more than five life long friends in a single week, all of whom you will shortly be separated from. I took my leave when they started talking about things like 'blazing up' and 'having fun'.
The wound sustained from the scooter injury I recalled earlier has nearly healed. In other news, Tim Browns WEDDING IS TOMORROW OH YEAH CEREMONY BOY OH BOY WEDDING BREAKFAST AND THEN WEDDING CELIDH THAT'S TWO CEILIDHS IN TWENTY FOUR HOURS.
I only stayed for a couple of dances this evening, both of which were with old ladies. Blackbeard's Tea Party played, and boy do they run a tight musical ship. It's basically their fault that I got told off for rock-rolling.
I have trousers and a shirt to go with my jacket, both of which I purchased yesterday from a local charity shop.
Because all my exams are over, I'm now free to do exciting things and then blog about them. I'll tell you all about the wedding soon.
Oh, almost forgot, a visual treat for all you fans out there. A nutrition study I guinea pigged for has left me with five days worth of stills from my life, which I have condensed into this trendy video, and set to all my favourite music. Presenting: Five thousand pictures in less than ten minutes.
Let's all pretend not to notice how much time I spend playing TF2
Does it ever happen to you that exciting things occur in your life faster than you can document them?
Tim Brown is married now, and I have to go and play flag football with a load of Americans.
