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| 07:54am 20/07/2005 |
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About time I updated, I reckon.
Well, I've found out that Rebecca's not coming back to London next year. This is, I cannot help but feel, good. On the negative side, Liam also feels that he won't be around this next year - or at least he's unsure enough that he doesn't want to force us into making a commitment like that and be screwed over when he leaves. Which is both good and bad, I reckon.
Anyway, out of the 6 people we originally had living in that house, plus the 1 that later moved in, this means that this next year sees us with a total of 3 - leaving behind 3 dropouts and one annoying American. Good odds, I can't help but feel.
Been working a lot lately. Not having a huge amount of fun, but at least I know for sure this is my last summer - since I'm going back to the States for at least a year next Julyish, once my degree is finished, working here in England would be rather difficult. 2 years of that degree have gone so fast.
Speaking of time going fast, it is but a month from today that my 20th birthday hits. Man oh man, my third decade. I'm too young for that. Leaving those teen years behind - I'm not sure quite how I'll feel about that. |
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| 03:46pm 13/04/2005 |
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I just found out I share a birthday with Dimebag Darrell and Fred Durst. I was depressed, then found out that that's bad enough, but there's also Joe Pasquale and Jamie Cullum.
BUT I ALSO SHARE IT WITH PHIL LYNOTT (RIP). There's also Robert Plant and Isaac Hayes.
So on the one hand, it's terrible, but on the other it's fantastic. So I'm not really sure how to feel, or whether to even care. Haha. |
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| 09:17am 02/04/2005 |
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Noticed this quiz due to Pipé le Pú, and given that I haven't done one for a while, I thought I may as well.
English Genius
You scored 100% Beginner, 85% Intermediate, 100% Advanced, and 94% Expert! | You did so extremely well, even I can't find a word to describe your excellence! You have the uncommon intelligence necessary to understand things that most people don't. You have an extensive vocabulary, and you're not afraid to use it properly! Way to go!
Thank you so much for taking my test. I hope you enjoyed it!
For the complete Answer Key, visit my blog: http://shortredhead78.blogspot.com/.
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My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender: | You scored higher than 77% on Beginner | | You scored higher than 18% on Intermediate | | You scored higher than 92% on Advanced | | You scored higher than 99% on Expert |
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| 07:25pm 01/04/2005 |
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"...We must move forward, not backward. Upward, not forward, and always twirling, twirling, twirling towards freedom." |
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| 03:23pm 11/01/2005 |
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So, back in London after the Christmas and New Year holidays.
Pretty crappy break, to be honest. Working til 10 on Christmas Eve, then woken up at ungodly o'clock to open presents when all I wanted to do was sleep. Then did a 12-10 on New Year's Eve, followed by a wonderful 11-6 on New Year's Day. What a good schedule. So the holidays weren't great, but I did get to see friends and have a couple of good times, so it's not all terrible.
As far as that job goes, Ian has not left, as have many of the people that were there when I first started, so my reasons for making another such return continue to decrease. Since my current fiscal situation seems to dictate I get a job here for term-time anyway, my best and favourite option would be to stay here and continue working there over the holidays instead of returning to the wonderful Arches. Here's to hoping I don't need to go back. (Andrew, in case you do go back, here's a note from yourself - You're an asshole.)
Christmas-time apathy towards studies doesn't appear to have entirely dissipated, which is somewhat worrying - I guess that means I'm starting to slide towards one of my annoying lapses in concentration on a major scale, and then towards apathy against the whole of the subject, and this is not good given that I really do enjoy what I'm supposed to be studying here, and I have signed up for 3 years.
Insofar as the future goes, I've become more resigned to not doing anything that great. I guess I always had these dreams of being some kind of hero or that kinda shit - y'know, kid stuff, where you change the world and are remembered forever after. I don't know if this is some sudden instilment of maturity or late-stage teen apathy (I do have another 7 months for that to legally hold, or so my lawyers tell me), but hey. I've spoken enough depressing shit on here that I'm not going to delve any deeper into this one.
No changes on the social and love fronts. None expected.
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| I live yet. |
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| 07:50pm 29/10/2004 |
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mood:  listless music: The sound of my stereo being 100 miles away.
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So, I haven't posted since I started back at uni. Lots to catch up on, so here we go.
Moving into the house was really not as much of a shock to the system as I thought it might end up being. Took a while for everyone to move in (Blake moved in a week after I did), and so the first week was pretty much me, Ben and Tim making the house our own, and making up rules for no one to cling to once we were all there. Memorable event: Thursday night, going to curry club back down at the Fox, and ending up getting pissed and sleeping over in a random house in Battersea, which is apparently where this girl we know lived.
After that, just pretty much knuckled down and got to it. Stuff went on well, then 'the Ben situation' started. Ben got himself into many a trouble last year at halls, what with his rampant alcoholism and bad influences. Being Ben (and that's a whole other subject to itself), he had many opportunities to stop it escalating, but took none of them. Tragic lack of foresight and consequences has our Ben. In any case, early in the summer he had a disciplinary hearing as to what the consequences of his actions would be, and a second one at the start of the year. Turns out that the one in the early summer was about him being kicked out of college, and the second (I presume) was about how long it would be for. Ben told us none of this, and so when we learned that he'd been kicked out of uni and hadn't made any real plans apart from the possibility of going back to Wales or to Australia for a year (staying in London and working for a year never really seemed to be considered as a real option), it was a tad annoying, to put it mildly. It was then made worse by the fact that he continued to tell us nothing, and it came out that he told one member of the house some of his plans, but not the rest of us (despite how much of affect the lack of money would have, and considering he was already a month behind on rent by this stage). Then he went home and came back telling us he had a job in Wales that he was going to, and we'd have to find someone else for the house.
We did, in the end, and it wasn't that much of a struggle, but the person who's moving in is, how shall I say, tres irritating. And all of us having to go through so much stress in terms of wondering what the hell was happening with the house and the money and what the hell we were going to do with it all was not fun. Add to that the dislike for the new occupant and... But c'est la vie.
Been kinda depressed lately. I noticed it peaked right after Emily left (she came to stay over because she was in London anyway looking at art galleries or something for uni), and I think the same thing happened last year when she visited. I thought I was over this. I guess the whole girl trouble (or lack thereof, to be more accurate) and house situation kinda just made things escalate. But the fact is it's been deeper than before, and I've found myself considering things that kinda disturb me on one level, and not another. And I don't know which part scares me, or should scare me, more.
Taking the train back home today started me thinking how powerful a mode of transportation it is. No traffic jams, no worries about making the right turning, and complete separation from the outside world. At times it feels like you're a visitor inside your own self-contained universe, just gazing at the people outside going about their lives, getting a view of the world as you flash by - it's like a slideshow of life. And that pane of glass seems to make observing so different than at any other time. It brings on a sense of detachment that's both amazing for viewing, and also somehow saddening - you can see what's happening, but you know you can't make a difference in what you see out there. Kind of a cynical metaphor for life, I guess.
Anyway, that's that. Long, rambling and incoherent post ahoy. |
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| What do I think of you? |
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| 08:45pm 11/09/2004 |
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Leave a comment with your name if you want to know what I really think of you, and I'll reply and tell you. No lies, all honesty.
Post it in your journal after I do yours so I can see the reverse. |
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| Rating people. |
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| 07:57pm 11/09/2004 |
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"You're a smart guy. Although sometimes when I read your journal I don't get the impression of it. We used to talk a lot more than we do now.
All in all, I think you're pretty cool."
- misturi
Fair enough. I've never been that much in touch with the 'deeper' (aka emotional side of things) anyway.
Still, better than I expected. Haha. ;)
Dawnee, is that what you wanted? |
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| 08:24pm 08/09/2004 |
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music: Myself trying to play Nightcrawler
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Well, yesterday was kinda fun, in terms of work. Not that hectic, and I got some good news at the end of my shift. Had a performance review with a mainly positive outlook and a pay rise of 20 pence per hour (sadly inactive until I return at Christmas), and Ian said that I should be considered for a promotion when I come back as well. It didn't come sooner because I tend to be quiet at work (I don't really know what that means, since I tend to be fairly loud, in my estimation, but hey). Then I spent today playing with balloons out of window 2. Haha. Not really looking forward to tomorrow, since it's Nooj on the open and I can't stand her. But, c'est la vie.
Next week is when everyone starts moving away for uni. Looking forward to it and dreading it at the same time, even though I've done it all before. The actual move part I'm not worried about whatsoever. But this time around I'm getting feelings that the 'group' is going to collapse, since last year at least saw most of them staying here for differing reasons. This time around it'll only be Ad and Nick that are still here, and so I wonder what's going to happen about it all.
Also trying to get all my affairs in order before I move back - mainly making sure I see everyone important at least once more before the 20th. I have this and next Saturday off, though, so I should be able to go out and see everyone that matters. Which is a good thing.
That's pretty much it, but every passing day gives me more reasons to think I'm 'fudged in the head'. And I kinda get more resigned to certain things never changing. Emo, I know, but true. |
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| 06:34pm 05/09/2004 |
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'Fudged in the Head' PLEASE VOTE!!!
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I'd agree with that.
In other news, my parents just got me a contract phone with a camera for Christmas, and I've enjoyed playing with that.
Not much else happening. |
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| Happy birthday to me. |
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| 01:47pm 21/08/2004 |
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mood:  sleepy
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So, it was my 19th yesterday.
Went out and got very drunk and had a generally good time, all told. I remember bits and pieces of it, but I've completely forgotten how I got out of the club.
Ended up walking about three miles from the bus stop to my house at the end, because I decided that was my stop and I started yelling at my mates for not getting off at the right stop. Took aaaaaages, and I got really confused and started losing track of where I was. I still don't know for sure how I got home.
And I woke up with a lens missing from my glasses.
Ah well, that's the fun of alcohol. |
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| 10:48am 16/08/2004 |
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mood:  indifferent music: Judas Priest - Nightcrawler
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Mildly reformatted my journal due to boredom. Not changed the colour scheme yet, though, but that's on the horizon.
Oh yes, and I love this song. |
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| Life goes on... (again) |
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| 10:24pm 03/08/2004 |
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mood:  cynical music: The Agony Scene - Habeas Corpus
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Working takes it out of me, even when it seems I've not worked enough to warrant it.
Parents got back on Sunday. They'd been away since Wednesday. I had a crappy time while they were away. Puking and stuff on the first day, which cancelled out two days of work and 60 quid right there (due to the 48 hour rule). Then I got little to no sleep every night they were gone, which is always nice. And then I started having weird stomach troubles, and feeling full whilst at the same time being hungry and eating very little. Unfun.
But at least that all ended. Back to work most of this week. Should be going down on Friday to get an amp, and to get the nut on my Aria fixed (such a minor repair, yet it's taken so long to get done). That'll be good, since playing with it in its current state has really started to annoy me.
Not much else planned, as usual. Hopefully something interesting will come along soon. |
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| 08:32pm 20/07/2004 |
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mood:  good music: Darkest Hour - Accessible Losses
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Met up with Emily today. That was nice, given that I hadn't seen her in about three months. It's always mildly interesting to me how much we click on certain levels, and how easy that makes conversation. It was good to see her again. Spoke for about three hours in the Flapper. She got me a couple bracelets in Thailand.
Also acquired 'Figure Number Five' by Soilwork today. Good album. They're so much more consistently good than In Flames these days (I say consistently because In Flames do have their good songs yet).
Shedfest is supposed to be going on soon, I'll have to wait and see if I'm up to going to that. Hope so.
Can't remember if I mentioned this yet, but we finally got a house sorted for next year. Provided Blake pays his part of the crucial deposit, that is - he's the one we're waiting on to do that. Apparently it's very very nice. Which is always good.
That's about it. |
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| 10:51pm 13/07/2004 |
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Forgot to mention that I redid my LJ somewhat today. Not exactly exciting to look at, I admit, but hey. It's simple and easy.
Kinda annoyed that Boomspeed is playing up, and so my background isn't showing up. But oh well. |
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| 10:49pm 13/07/2004 |
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mood:  thoughtful music: Judas Priest - Nightcrawler
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Well, Jersey didn't happen, and I'm back to work tomorrow. Damn. Not that I'm all that surprised, really.
We got a house sorted for next year, though. Apparently it's very nice, so that's always good to know. Just waiting now for Blake to pay his part of the deposit, and it's ours. 58 squids a week, plus utilities and food and stuff. Cheaper than Liz's (85 a week), but it is Zone 3, so that's going to cost more for travel. Load off my mind, though.
My dad just ordered me my guitar for my birthday. Aria STG004, blue. Should be fun to have. I'll have to make sure I remain dedicated enough to playing. Still need to buy an amp, cables, and all that stuff, though.
Emily got back from Thailand yesterday, and apparently beat the postcard she sent here. Haha.
That's pretty much all at the moment, I guess. |
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| 09:31pm 22/06/2004 |
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Hahahahahaha. What a badly-timed post.
Work today was a joke.
Only person on till for a few hours, and everyone's become lazy since the manager went away, so there've been very few orders for resupplies made of late. This creates a situation where we have little food and other such goods and services, and who bears the brunt of this lack? The tills. About two hours of taking shit from customers about lack of stuff and how things don't work.
Then, onto drive-thru. Also a joke. Waiting for all food for ages, since the kitchen staff decide to bog off for extended periods of time without telling anyone. Great.
And on top of that, I have to get a retrain on till because there were several screwups on my orders. Which is fantastic.
The only thing good that happened was a customer telling me I should apply to a pub nearby that's hiring, because I'm too good for this place. And I'm finally finding the motivation to get the hell out of here.
Have to see if it actually happens, but I sure as hell hope it does. |
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