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09 diciembre Soooo...Seems like a lot of my uni mates have been reading this, so I thought I'd take the opportunity to say to them HI YOU GUYS.
Also, I'm really, really sorry about my crazy-dumb sleep schedule at the moment. I'm trying to sort it out, honest. I'll be fine next week. And probably post-Christmas. Or something.
Man, this term went quickly. 19 noviembre "Mo' madness"Woke up stupidly late today. Ho hum.
Checking this website made me laugh, though because I came up on a search for 'Britney Spears porn!' Woooooooo
18 noviembre "They'll be all g'day mate oh jesus you're trepanning me with your member"Well, well, well. I haven't touched this site in a looooong time. Yet my stats page is showing me that a LOT OF PEOPLE are still looking at it. Awesome.
Well, how are things going for me. PRETTY DAMN GOOD is all I can say. I'm at uni these days, Keele uni, to be precise, in merry Staffordshire. It's not actually all that merry, save for the sheer volume of free condoms that they foisted upon me in the first few weeks. I had 30. klsdjflskjfasdlkf
I've found uses for them. Some nights I dress up as a ninja and throw condoms at people, shuriken style. But I've also managed to use a few of them for the purpose they were intended. HURRAH
Got my own radio show on www.kuberadio.com , which is awesome. It's on monday night, midnight till 2 in the morning. Listen in, it's great.
Have met some truly unique people at uni. There's Dale and Amar, two jokers who live right next to me. They're good lads, and they've got female counterparts in Chloe and Debbi, their respective girlfriends. Other notable occupants of my house include Hywel, a welsh medic who drank AN ENTIRE BOTTLE OF ABSINTH on the first night, Rob, a trendy emo kid if there ever was one, Kelly, my co-star on The Dark Hours, Trish, a blonde who persuaded me to sign up to the LGBT society (if you don't know, don't ask)... etc, etc, etc.
Uni is fun.
So, yeah. My life is good.
WHY ISN'T YOURS>!!?RSLAkfj :o 27 agosto Heh.Well, I have no idea what I'm doing up right now. But I thought I'd take the time to update this site just to say to you all; stop worrying. I'm fine. Honest, I am.
Life is good. Uni is coming up. I'm going on holiday.
...
Yeah.
Life's great. 17 agosto Oh, man.I feel the worst I've felt in a while, for many various reasons.
The *main* reason, I can't talk about. To anyone, because the people that I care most about are the ones that are involved. And that's just made me feel even more lonely. Curses.
Other reasons involved results day tomorrow, and other friends acting in ways that are not good. Ugh. Things are getting so screwed up so quickly.
Ha, my workplace called me last night and asked if I wanted to work thursday lunchtime. All I could say was 'Well, I would, but I'd really like to have a look at those results things that are going to be influencing the next three years of my life.' My manager was mildly speechless. HA. Ha, I say.
15 agosto "This music is helluva good!"Brief highlights of Emma's party so far;
Hopefully, tonight should have loads of people and thus be mass excelsior. :D
This week is going to kill me, I just know it. Oh, well. 13 agosto Chicks dig jerks.Not a description of my accurate feelings, rather, a quote from a Bill Hicks song. Jackpot.
Lots of blokes do tend to moan 'Ugh, why do women never go for nice guys?'. I know that I certainly used to. And there really is a reason; 'nice guys' tend to be BORING AS HELL. That said, there's no real excuse for being a true jerk to women; just... be more interesting. Or something.
I'm still sleep deprived, and in the middle of a horrific 12 hour shift, so excuse me if this doesn't make total sense.
Re-reading the line above made me wonder. Where did the idea that you're meant to put 'an' in front of words the begin with h come from? If you do that, the h seems silent when spoken. Which doesn't sound right to me (aka, sounds proper chav like). Hm, random.
Stealing food for people tonight. Ha ha.
I always miss my PC's play list when I'm away from it. I've got quite an exotic selection of music on there, half of which I've never heard anywhere else. GO ME. 09 agosto It's final, and it's FANTASTICEvery now and then, I get really obssessive about something. Might be the Punisher. Might be random awesome music that I don't know the name of and thus have to spend about a fortnight attempting to find on the net. Might be finding a long leather coat (thank God I finally found a cheap one, otherwise I'd still be going crazy about that).
At the moment, I'm going nuts over Final Fantasy VII. Why? Because the movie sequel to it - Advent Children - is out in LESS THAN A MONTH'S TIME. Well, in America, anyway. But Europe can't be far behind... right?
The trailers for it all look awesome. Fantastic, even. Cloud, loads of Sephiroth clones, IT JUST LOOKS AWESOME.
A definite DVD purchase, methinks.
Man, just thinking about this movie is getting me excited. :D
Somebody slap me if I start going on about it too much in real life, kay? 05 agosto Agh, damn it.Well, it's a friday night, and I'm at home. I actually thought no one was out; then I looked at my phone at 10pm and saw I had a message from Sass saying that she was meeting a few people at 8 in Jorrocks. Damn it. I guess I'll see her on sunday or something.
Never mind, I really was too tired to go out tonight. I've had a hell of a week; monday, 12 hour work shift, tuesday night, a house party at Emma's, wednesday, Josh's birthday party. Thursday I collapsed, and I still haven't totally recovered. Tsk.
Hence why I've not updated this page in a while.
Well, guess not realising people were out meant I was able to watch the Blade 1 and 2 DVDs I picked up, as well as figure out if I want to resurrect my webcomic. I can write the damn thing really well, I just have trouble with the art side of things. Curses. 02 agosto Nice. :D
01 agosto AaaaaaaaaarghSecond twelve hour work shift in three days is PURE EVIL. SOMEBODY MAKE THE ACHING STOP
Ran into a hell of a lot of people I knew on my way back home. Crazy. That said, Derby's getting remarkably violent on a monday night. @_@
Really want to sleep, but as soon as I go into my room, I start feeling awake and perky. God damn it lskdjfalksdjfsadf'
One of these days I'm going to post the most disturbing e-mail I was ever sent on here. It involves Cheese worship. Seriously.
Told you it was disturbing.
I've been told that quite a few people have been having dreams about me having sex. Ignoring the possibility that they're all psychic and merely suffering from premonitions, I need to find out what that means about their psyche. Hmmm. 31 julio Heh.Am feeling happier. Have also found another awesome band, Ashengrace, who appear to be good mates with those awesome fellows from Heaven Falls Hard.
Hurrah, more awesome music! :D 30 julio Oh dear God.That's the sound of me collapsing after a 12 hour shift. And just like the idiot I am, I signed up for another one on monday.
Somebody, help me.
Imported all my music collection onto PC, which sadly didn't take long. I don't have many CDs, most of the stuff I like listening to (Cough cough Heaven Falls Hard cough cough) is stuff that I can't find on CD for love nor money. Though possibly I don't spend enough time looking; oh, well. I don't have nearly enough money, which sucks.
Need to save for Newquay and Uni. Gah. NEED TO SAVE
Also, need to stop all mates going schizo. Have I done something to upset someone, or are people not talking to me unintentionally? :( Try not to set me on fire, children..."Your inner demon is... Homicidal tendencies."
Hmmmm.
Too many people are going on holiday. :( I'm going to miss Lainey and Alex. Curses. Though I cannot WAIT for Emma's house party...
Everyone's freaking out at the moment. It's really not fun. It's summer, for God's sake. Apart from the accursed daylight, it's meant to be a happy time where we all forget our worries. And for a week - one damn week - it was. Then things screwed up, and I'm still not certain why.
Can we all be happy, please? Or at least angsty in a slightly less morbid fashion than usual?
Thanks kids.
Need to go knife shopping tomorrow. Anybody wants to come with me, feel free. 23 julio Work work work.Currently, I'm in the middle of a 12 hour shift. I'm on a break at the moment, sitting in the public library of Allestree, typing this. I really don't want to be working 12 hours today. Sigh.
Still, money is good.
My nights out over the past week have been crazy. Crazy good. Which is good. Although Sass has, for reasons unknown to myself, been getting increasingly violent to me. Her way of saying goodbye to me last night was hugging me whilst simultaneously kneeing me in the crotch. Something going on, and I'm not quite certain what. Hum.
Hurrah, I think I'm falling for yet another girl (one you might not expect). Or maybe I just care about her. Gah, I get those two feelings confused so easily. Grrrrr.
Anyways... back to work I go. In a bit. Enjoy your work free day, kids. 20 julio "What did I tell you about the giant shark?"Last night was awesome. It was a completely random house party in Duffield, and we (read; Sasa and I) managed to recruit crazzzzzy amounts of people to come and gatecrash. Was awesome.
Made John Hatchett up to look like a woman - and he's scarily feminine. For the first half of the evening, there was much discussion about a threesome involving Hamper, Rosie, and I. Hmmmm. Didn't happen, though. Heh.
Much Family Guy.
Also much nakedness. Shan't delve too much into that part of the evening. Probably not one of my finer hours... though I did have one conversation that I considered really important. Like, REALLY important.
Um, yeah.
Slightly marred by the lack of people there. Tamsin, Caz, Emily? WHERE WERE YOUUUUUUU?!! I was shocked by their absence, I really was.
Ah, I need to attack people for Newquay money. Smooth. 17 julio Yes...Bear in mind when reading stuff on here, kids, that I'm quite a depressive drunk. If I write stuff on here in a non-sober state, chances are it'll be along the lines of 'everyone-hates-me-boo-hoo'. Don't read too much (or, in fact, anything) into it. Thanks. :P 16 julio Oh, dear.Sweet Jesus. I drank far too much yesterday afternoon and believe I got rather drunk. I have to say 'believe', because I can't actually remember much of yesterday. I got home, recharged my camera, and found about 20 photos on there that I have no recollection of taking whatsoever. It also seems that evil overlord Stan visited us in the Park; I remember him in the Metro, but I don't remember him being at Darley Park. Hum. Probably one of his clones.
I got really depressed last night, and I'm still drunk enough to write down why I was depressed. Quite simply, neither of the two women that I genuinely care about gives a damn about me. Which is quite sucky, basically. I really wish I could just not feel anything towards them, because they blatantly don't feel anything towards me - but I can't. Damn, why can't I just be emotionless? It'd make things so much easier.
Something else got me thinking. Deep down, I want to be a romantic person; yet I'm not actually certain how to be romantic. Poetry's out of the question, after an old friend of mine bitched at me a long time ago about how some guy gave her poetry he wrote and she couldn't believe, like, how lame it was, lol, type thing. Flowers? Cliche, I guess. Also, every girl I've ever given flowers to (here's looking at you, Lainey), has point blank refused them. Yeah, there was one sad looking bunch of flowers in the bin that day. Hmmmm. What other stereotypical romance type stuff is there? Moonlit walks? Yeah, sounds cool, but most people aren't too keen on freezing in the middle of the night, most people are getting drunk at night anyway, and most moonlit walks I've ever taken tend to dissolve into a random moan session. Serenading a beautiful maiden from her window? Well, it might work, if I could, a) play the guitar, and b) actually knew any woman who lived on her own and thus wasn't likely to have parents who would wake up and kick me.
I think romance is dead, and that sucks.
Hm. Think I'm going to take a break from alcohol for a bit. I like to remember nights out, and I also like to not act like a complete jerk. |
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