Just Me Talking.

Laziness

So lazy updating this thing as I now have Twitter. Anyway, life is okay. I need to finish writing a 40 page script for uni and also start and finish an essay within the next 10 days. Oh what a fun life I lead.

Yesterday I watched £340+ fly out of my bank account into the pockets of anyone involved in this Michael Jackson thing. I am seeing his last gig in the London O2 arena. Role on…err…24th February 2010…

That’ll do for a blog post. Should post more. Alas, Match of the Day is on in a few minutes and I need a drink first to make my viewing experience of Man Utd getting beaten 4-1 at home even more enjoyable.

And this blog post ends…now.

A Break Out

So the reason I keep this blog is as a journal, essentially.

It’s quite possibly the only thing I use on the internet where I haven’t identified myself quite obviously to friends. I intend to keep it that way to be honest. It occurred ot me however, that I haven’t actually outlined any specific style as to what people may read. So I thought I’d do that now…at 8 past 1 in the morning.

My journal is going to be a regularly updated thing, hopefully. I think I may change names to work with the whole anonymity idea but so far I simply set it to private if I feel I have written too much. So if you come here for a new post and there isn’t one, that is why. It’s bizarre wanting people to read your thoughts and writings but at the same time telling nobody that I have this blog. So my 3 followers, hello to you, who knows how you found me!

Aside from my journal which will probably dominate, I may also chuck in a few random blog posts which have no relevance at all to anything and are simply a platform for me to try to write some funny stuff. I used to have a myspace blog which I may copy and paste from every now and again to show what I mean.

But right now I have decided to ‘breakout’ and post something which I read the other day and thought was really pretty ace. Inspirational, maybe. I won’t normally post pictures unless they make me think, and this one does. So here it is:

Maybe it will strike a chord with you, maybe it won’t. But i feel a little better sharing it with the world…

Journal - 19th Jan 2009

Well, I meant to update this a few days ago but instead I have done it today, but only quickly.

For it is my birthday today! Hooray. 19 years old, and yes I am feeling it.

So here’s to everyone else who is 19 today as well or any other age…but happy birthday to us all!

Journal - 10th Jan 2009

I have put it’s the tenth when in fact it has been the 11th for a good 56 minutes as I started this (57 now)…but you know…I feel it is still the 10th.

Anyway I figured I should blog here to kind of bring things up to date. It’s been  8 days since my last one and what’s changed? Well, not much really. I have texted my friend from New Year’s night which was pretty good as it means that cme Dec 31st I won’t be thinking, ‘My God, what happened to her?’.

Actually I tell a lie, a bit has changed. I have just finished my 30 minute script for uni. Well, it’s first draft. I tend to edit as I write it but I know for a fact a few things will need to be changed in my mind. Just small things that nobody else would pick up on but would bug me.

I’m quite proud of it if I’m honest, sad as it may be. Or at least, it’s meant to be sad. I get the feeling when reading text on a page you can’t envision the true nature of how it is meant to be read and/or seen. If you read it in a comedy way it just looks embarassing. It isn’t meant to be corny but I fear someone will read it as such. Now I just need to do that yawn-inducing 2000 word essay.

I mean why bother with essays? Seriously, who cares about theory? Apart from the lecturers who seem to worship the stuff. I will never need to know about narrative theory in my chosen occupation (well, hopeful eventuality anyway.) I do not vare about somebody else’s approach to narrative. Mine is the way it is and I doubt it’ll change because a 19th century yawn-meister did it a different way and proclaimed himself to be an expert on the subject. What a waste of time.

Luckily, I am actually good at bullshitting an essay. Not bullshitting per sé you understand (I get the facts in) but stringing it out to the 2000 word length. I was chatting with an ex-colleague about this and he pointed out his dissertation 0f 15,000 words was really a subject you’d only ever talk for 5 minute about due to other variables that would crop up. So why bother? Who would read all 15,000 words anyway? Why not weight the thing and mark it that way.

I say ex-colleague because since writing the last post I have left my job as well. Amazing. Clearly a lot has changed since my last post. Who would have thought? But yes, they begged me to stay and I begged them to back off. I didn;t really; lovely folk that they are.

‘Lovely folk that they are’ - what a marvellously poor use of syntax that was. Poor word order. Very Dorset though, I guess. A nice, different approach to the more generic estuary english. Incidentally, the words syntax and estuary english are really only useful in essays so I’ve ruined my whole theory is pointless theory. What an awful end to a sentence that was.

What an awful end to a blog post. Imagine if I ended on that? …

Journal - 2nd Jan 2009

So here we are.

The grand New Year celebrations slowly fading out between acquaintances who didn’t quite like each other enough to bring in the New Year with them, and I am all alone at the laptop. How I’d want and expect it to be to be honest as I am in my room.

So how was 2008 for me? Well, I’ll be honest nothing amazing happened but then nothing monumentally piss poor happened either. So I am indifferent to the New Year to be honest.Admittedly I slept through most of the bit in New Years Day where people are mant to be awake (12 midday to 6pm).

New Years Eve was a bit of a blast. Did an all nighter at Anand’s house party. I happened to wander from the cramped 15 people trying to get to sleep room into the 4 people lying down room of the lounge as I heard a sofa was free. “Yoink!”, I thought, “Perfect for sleeping!”

How wrong I was. Two people were asleep but the third definitely wasn’t. She appeared to have something on her mind so I let her speak. I think early on in the conversation I sensed that it was going to be a long one. A brillaint conversation which you can’t really compare to other conversations due to their brilliant-ness. A kind of conversation where you need a better word that ‘conversation’ to sum it all up. It didn’t disappoint. I think it’s fair to say that I’ll probably think about it on New Years Eve 2009 as just one of those moments in life. No idea if she will feel the same way. Itwas just one of those moments in time that if you’d revisit you wouldn’t want to change a thing. Although I would change one thing. When she cried just the one time I should have walked across the room and given her a hug. I regret not doing that. It’d have been nice, you know?

It was a brillaint time to be around. Everyone else asleep and us just talking throuh the early hours into the morning. Topics covered included Rwanda, Hitler, films we love, music, Vietnam, reminiscing upon the conversation and waking up people when we both forgot the laws of physics when applied to 2/3 full lemonade bottles. They don’t go far.

So although I have no idea if we’ll stay in contact the rest of the year, (this was our first meeting), I hope she has a good one. Lara, here’s to you, for one of the most memorable (and drawn out) moments of my life. I don’t think you realise or realised it but it was pretty cool and I’ll forever look back on it fondly.

And to the rest of you out there, happy new year. I hope 2009 provides more memories for you and I.