The stuff Seb does...

Finally decided to give up posting on here and use something a bit more user friendly.

I have moved to wordpress!

For those old occasional readers...

http://carvott.wordpress.com/

Got shiny rss now too :)

One month left of uni, then that's it.

Ill walk out with a 2:1 in BSc Civil Engineering, and hopefully a Disctinction for my MSc Transport Planning and Engineering.

Its not over yet though. One last big presentation, 3 exams, then a dissertation to go, and then i am free! Free to get a job. Free to move out of my room with my parents. And perhaps free to finally go out into the big, wide world, and grow up....

... that last thought is just a wee bit terrifying!


And to lighten the mood, here are some exciting, if not painful jokes, recycled from the EVE-Online forums for my alliance.... ENJOY!

I met a Dutch girl with inflatable shoes last week, phoned her up to Arrange a date but unfortunately she'd popped her clogs.

Two Eskimos sitting in a kayak were chilly; but when they lit a fire in the craft, it sank, proving once and for all that you can't have your kayak and heat it.

So I said "Do you want a game of Darts?", he said "OK then", I said "Nearest to bull starts". He said "Baa", I said "Moo", he said "You're closest".

You see I'm against hunting, in fact I'm a hunt saboteur. I go out the night before and shoot the fox.

The other day I sent my girlfriend a huge pile of snow. I rang her up, I said "Did you get my drift?".

So I went down the local supermarket, I said "I want to make a complaint, this vinegar's got lumps in it", he said "Those are pickled onions".

I saw this bloke chatting up a cheetah, I thought "he's trying to pull a fast one".

So I said to this train driver "I want to go to Paris". He said "Eurostar?" I said "I've been on telly but I'm no Dean Martin".

So I said to the Gym instructor "Can you teach me to do the splits?". He said "How flexible are you?". I said "I can't make Tuesdays".

But I'll tell you what I love doing more than anything: trying to pack myself in a small suitcase. I can hardly contain myself.

So I met this gangster who pulls up the back of people's pants, it was Wedgie Kray.

So I went to the Chinese restaurant and this duck came up to me with a red rose and says "Your eyes sparkle like diamonds". I said "Waiter, I asked for a-ROMATIC duck".

But I'm in great mood tonight because the other day I entered a competition and I won a years supply of Marmite......... one jar.

So this bloke says to me, "Can I come in your house and talk about your carpets?". I thought "That's all I need, a Je-hoover's witness".

You see my next door neighbour worships exhaust pipes, he's a catholic converter.

So I rang up British Telecom, I said "I want to report a nuisance caller", he said "Not you again".

So I was having dinner with Garry Kasporov (world chess champion) and There was a check tablecloth. It took him two hours to pass me the salt.

He said "You remind me of a pepper-pot", I said "I'll take that as a condiment".

Now did you know all male tennis players are witches, for example Goran, even he's a witch.

And I've got a friend who's fallen in love with two school bags, he's bisatchel.

So I was in Tesco's and I saw this man and woman wrapped in a barcode. I said "Are you two an item?".

So a lorry-load of tortoises crashed into a train-load of terrapins, I thought "That's a turtle disaster"

Four fonts walk into a bar The barman says "Oi - get out! We don't want your type in here"

A jump-lead walks into a bar. The barman says "I'll serve you, but don't start anything"

A priest, a rabbi and a vicar walk into a bar. The barman says, "Is this some kind of joke?"

A sandwich walks into a bar. The barman says "Sorry we don't serve food in here"

Dyslexic man walks into a bra

A seal walks into a club...

A man walks into a bar with a roll of tarmac under his arm and says: "Pint please, and one for the road."

A three-legged dog walks into a saloon in the Old West. He slides up to The bar and announces: "I'm looking for the man who shot my paw."

A group of chess enthusiasts checked into a hotel and were standing in the lobby discussing their recent tournament victories. After about an hour, the manager came out of the office and asked them to disperse. "But why?" they asked, as they moved off. "Because," he said "I can't stand chess nuts boasting in an open foyer."

There was a man who entered a local paper's pun contest. He sent in ten different puns, in the hope that at least one of the puns would win. Unfortunately, no pun in ten did.

A woman has twins, and gives them up for adoption. One of them goes to a family in Egypt and is named "Amal." The other goes to a family in Spain, they name him Juan". Years later, Juan sends a picture of himself to his mum. Upon receiving the picture, she tells her husband that she wished she also had a picture of Amal. Her husband responds, "But they are twins. If you've seen Juan, you've seen Amal."



One evening last week, my girlfriend and I were getting
into bed. Well, the passion starts to heat up, and she eventually says
"I don't feel like it, I just want you to hold me."

I said "WHAT??!! What was that?!"

So she says the words that every boyfriend on the planet dreads to
hear... "You're just not in touch with my emotional needs as a woman
enough for me to satisfy your physical needs as a man." She responded to
my puzzled look by saying, "Can't you just love me for who I am and not
what I do for you in the bedroom?"

Realizing that nothing was going to happen that night, I went to sleep.

The very next day I opted to take the day off of work to spend time with
her. We went out to a nice lunch and then went shopping at a big, big
unnamed department store. I walked around with her while she tried on
several different very expensive outfits. She couldn't decide which one
to take so I told her we'd just buy them all. She wanted new shoes to
compliment her new clothes, so I said lets get a pair for each outfit.
We went onto the jewellery department where she picked out a pair of
diamond earrings. Let me tell you...she was so excited. She must have
thought I was one wave short of a shipwreck. I started to think she was
testing me because she asked for a tennis bracelet when she doesn't even
know how to play tennis. I think I threw her for a loop when I said,
"That's fine, honey."

Smiling with excited anticipation she finally said, "I think this is all
dear, let's go to the cashier."

I could hardly contain myself when I blurted out, "No honey, I don't
feel like it."

Her face just went completely blank as her jaw dropped with a baffled
"WHAT?"

I then said "honey! I just want you to HOLD this stuff for a while.
You're just not in touch with my financial needs as a man enough for me
to satisfy your shopping needs as a woman." And just when she had this
look like she was going to kill me, I added, "Why can't you just love me
for who I am and not for the things I buy you?"

Apparently I'm not having sex tonight either.




Shocking, I know.

o/

I am still alive, reading, and generally breathing (although oddly more clearly than usual!)

Life is pretty swanky, not much going on and i am just trundling through the usual dullness that is my Postgrad degree. Work is coming up to my armpits and i dont have much breathing space in terms of deadlines.

Ah well, only 9 months left :)

Passed the first semester with a distinction grade, so pretty damn pleased with myself. Have to keep up the hard graft though.

So forgive me if you dont see me for another few months.

o/

My life would be much more interesting if a) i actually remembered most of it, if b) someone else wrote it in a comical fashion based on my loose storytelling/anecdotes and if c) i actually gave up information freely.

This simple little thought came quite clearly last night when during a conversation with Amy, we discussed the fun i have been having at home recently.

My take on the story was this:

"I am cold, miserable, and only partly clean due to a malfunctioning boiler. The boiler in question had been on the fritz for the last 6 months with intermittant leaks, flames and various other malfunctions. The big balding grey one, which my mother beds everynight, said he was going to fix it, and as yet hasnt. I am cold and miserable and feeling whiny..."

Amy interpreted it in a much funnier fashion in a David Attenborough kind of way. Comparing the relationships in the home with a primative tribe, and my whiny noises as attempts to instill some kind of backlash against the big balding grey one (I like to call him Slappy!). It is a case of you had to be there to see the funny side, but imagining myself in a loin cloth, looking very neanderthal and threatening to club this balding one to death, made me feel very good :D

So, i have decided, Amy is to write my autobiography!

The ability for common sense and forward planning either doesn’t exist in my family, or it diminishes as you get older.

My father is a particularly black spot when it comes to planning ahead. During his construction phase at his new wife’s house, he has moved the hot water heater 14 times, because he keeps forgetting to install pipes, or puts them in the wrong places… etc.

Last week was no exception. We had a simple task. We were tasked to move a 6ft 4 by 3ft panel of glass from Ambleside on Windermere in Cumbria, to Manchester.

Since we were going to Cumbria, we decided that a nice cycle down some fells would be nice, and we also took two bikes with us. We arrived in Windermere just short of the major traffic rush into the Lakes. Traffic was light and we actually found the showroom very easily. We picked up the glass, and noticed that it was actually a lot bigger than either of us had imagined. After setting up the roof racks on the car we proceeded to strap the glass to the car.

Eventually, once this was done, we discussed amongst ourselves where would be a good place to cycle, and of course, lacking a map, we decided to drive around a bit. We travelled through Ambleside and saw a sign that said “Hawkshead”, remembering this was near Coniston we went down the narrow road in that sign. However… we didn’t know this would involve a ferry trip. Very soon after, we were stuck in a queue for a ferry that we couldn’t leave. An hour later, we were able to get on the ferry.

A bit bored, and with the afternoon quickly slipping by, we made the decision to go home. This involved going AROUND the top of the lake and passing through Ambleside with the eventual aim of hitting the motorway. During this quick journey we began to have cravings for food, and proceeded to also hunt for a Chippie on the way home. As we rapidly discovered after driving around Ambleside and Windermere, there isn’t any takeaways ¬_¬.

Again, we gave up on food and decided to try in Kendal. So after driving through the centre of Kendal, with a huge piece of glass on our roof, and two bikes on the back, we still didn’t have any luck. The usual giving up happened again and we just went home.

The adventure wasn’t over.

As we hit 40… 50…. 60…. 65mph we noticed that the car was moving a lot on its suspension, and that a loud noise could be heard. We pulled over and found the glass coming off the roof and being held on by a tiny sliver of strap. Swearing ensued. We strapped the glass again, and set off again. 40… 50… 55… it happened again! We pulled over again and resecured the glass. Finally we found that a speed of 48mph was as fast as we could go. At 80+ miles between Manchester and Windermere, we would have a long long LONG way to go!

As we slowly trundled south, with nothing but Steve Wright on Radio 2 to entertain us, we rapidly attracted the attention of many aggravated truck drivers, who overtook us, and members of the Cumbrian and Lancashire constabulary!

After being forced into a service station by a Police Range rover and told to remove our bikes, dismantling and putting them inside the car, we were finally able to continue on our journey.

Overall, this took a full day, we didn’t get any cycling done, and we spent 3 hours trying to get home from the Lakes.

Forward planning 4tw :P

Last week or two have been scarily busy, so here it is...

Funding:
Well, i can now happily announce that i have full funding for my masters degree. MSc Transport planning and engineering got paid for by an external company, so i get all my fees paid, and a nice lump sum to cover living costs.


France:
In about 10 days my dad and i are going on a huge cycling holiday in the south west of France. Leaving from Bordeaux, we are travelling down the Canal du Garonne, to Marmande, Moissac, Toulouse, Carcassone and finishing in Narbonne. About 500km total, and we plan to do it in just 6 days. Eventually, plans are to drive to Andorra, at the top of the pyrenees and do the 1650m down to the valley floor, on a bike. :D

Very much looking forward to it, but not the 2 weeks without Intarweb.


Last Weekend:
Just came back from an amazing weekend with Amy. I have enjoyed 4 days and 4 nights with her, which will unfortunately be the last visit before our FOURTH ANNIVERSARY. I cannot believe it has been 4 years already. The weekend consisted of a beautiful picnic in GrantChester where Amy made some english muffin pizzas (OMG!!!) and ended with fancy apple juice and many cakes! We also did the tourist thing in Cambridge. 4 years and i have never actually seen the historic colleges. So we first went to the Castle mound to gaze upon the city, and then went onto a nice punting tour behind the colleges along the river Cam. It comes massively recommended by me, was very relaxing.



Life is pretty damn good. Only have 2 weeks of summer left, most of that will probably be spent cycling, and EVEing. The student life <3

Don't usually do Memes, but what the hell :)


Taken from http://naomi-chan.livejournal.com/

1.Grab the nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the next 3 sentences on your LJ along with these instructions.
5.Don’t you dare dig for that "cool" or "intellectual" book in yourcloset! I know you were thinking about it! Just pick up whatever isclosest.
6. Tag five people.


book in front of me is Tad Williams - Otherland Volume 1 - City of golden Shadow, the other one is Fiona Cobb - Structural Engineer's Pocket Book. :)

>> "Maybe there are hundreds." She thought for a moment. "Population density, in yellow."

Taken from a bit of the book where Renie is investigating how many children have been trapped inside the "internet" (Based in the future, so its a bit more advanced).


Again, i am bloody pointless when it comes to tagging, so five people from my list:

mrmigs
savethecheese
kiwi_dan
jonathanli
ezekielee

Woo!

Well, after spending most of the night restoring my PC after a partial hard drive crash and registry failure, i am feeling quite exhausted.

Stuffs are very chilled. I finally have my results for my degree course, and have passed with a high 2:1 (4% off a first). Have got my CV and Personal statement written and given to my Masters supervisor who is nominating me for a ton of funding opportunities.

Nose is almost fully healed, and stuffs are ok. Lovely eh? :)

Finally have gotten around to watching Cowboy bebop, and loving it. Its kept me sane as i have tried to restore my desktop.

As of this very moment in time, i am completely breathing through my nose.

Still not at full capacity, and still having mouth urges, but i think this is just a case of getting into the habit. Its a lot more comfortable now.

This was after a monsterous nose blowing sessions where i became completely uncongested with blood and goo.

It feels nice :)

I am finally free of the hospital after having my operation. I was physically abused in my nasal cavity during my "Septoplasty and Trimming of the Lateral Terminals". Basically, they moved my septum, and trimmed the linings of my nose at my bridge. Didnt take long, and the actual operation was quite "pleasant".

I was admitted at 7:30 in the morning (!!!!) and was being put under anasthetic at around 8:45. By 10 am i was dripping unhappily in bed, completely unable to read. So i slept lots, suffered from the lack of internet, TV and general contact, and eventually, after a night of sleeping giving me plenty of future anecdotes, i was discharged.

For the last few days, i have been thrice daily douching my nostrils with saline, adding nasal drips of steroids, and drinking liters of orange juice. I am utterly chilled, yet drippy with horrible reddy brown mucus. Delicious!

I am feeling a bit better now... especially since Mum is off to Spain now, i am home alone, and Amy is spending the Wednesday - Sunday with me. YAY! I cannot wait to have her here! :D

Since the op, i have watched 34 hours of Gilmore girls, and played more Eve-Online than is healthy.

For those interested, there are images below, these are a bit gross...

Before - http://omg.everythingsgone.com/browsable/nose/DSCF0066.JPG


About 6 hours after during visiting hours


The following morning once my nasal bandage got taken off. The old guy in the background was complaining a lot, about everything!


At home, free and easy - http://omg.everythingsgone.com/browsable/nose/DSCF0070.JPG



Michelle - We need to chat about possible visits. Monday 26th is good, until about 6:30pm, when i have to head home very rapidly to host Mum's Mensa Meeting. Tuesday 27th is impossible due to outpatients. Wednesday 28th is good, but i need to be at Manchester Airport for 10pm. Which one is best for you and Chloe?

I am now a graduate. 4 years of hard graft to get a degree over. One year to get my Masters, and then i will be in the big wide world of business. Hell, i should be there now, but in all honesty, i want to keep this lifestyle just a wee bit longer.

In terms of how i feel i did in the exams, i am certain i have passed all of them. I did pretty badly in the final water resources technology exam which i feel was brought on by a lack of understanding of the calculation processes.

This lacking of performance has probably cost me my 1st Class degree, unless my marks in the design project and dissertation drag me upwards. I should still have a 2:1 though, which will do me just nicely. (And has been my overall aim all along).

The shock of finishing and my inclination to lose a bit of self control when i begin drinking rapidly meant that the celebration/drowning the sorrows on the final exam day was cut short by my projectile vomiting in the students union. I was rapidly packed into a taxi, and sent home. Unfortunately i remember everything of that afternoon, and its highly embarassing.


The weekend in the middle of my exams was spent with Amy, and it was perhaps the best visit and time spent with her this year. We did very little, and it was bliss. We spent lots of time walking, we fed the ducks, discovered a hidden exhibitionist inside of me, and the sex was simply fantastic. I was very chilled for quite some time afterwards.


A while ago, probably a few months, Amy convinced me to go to the doctor about my nose. For many years i have been completely unable to breathe through my nose, thus becoming a "mouthbreather". I visited the GP, and he looked up into my nose. I got forwarded onto an doctor in the ENT clinic, and he looked inside of my nose with an endoscope. Apparently i have a few problems. My septum is deviated, which makes my nostrils uneven, and my nasal passages are highly constricted at the bridge of my nose. This was probably caused by breaking my nose a few times.

Because of this, i am now in for surgery on Thursday, at 7:30am. So from then on, i am utterly fucked. Ill take a piccie! :D


Thankfully, a few days later mum is going to Spain, and a few days later still i will be driving Amy here for a few days of being together. Need to figure out what we can do... on the cheap. Got a picnic or two planned, trip to the beach, and a maybe a trip into manchester and the trafford centre. Should be good. I am very much looking forward to it :).

For the first time since i worked at the hotel, i have seen the sun rise.

Admittedly, this was not a planned occurance, but rather, one brought on by circumstances.

I have been finding it very difficult to sleep for the last few days. Tuesday night had the problem of feeling very restless thus giving overall poor sleep. I slept 10 hours on Wednesday night and last night i tried to sleep three times, and even after palm hockey, i was not able to lie there and drift off to sleep.

After tiring myself out with some games and a bit of anime, i managed to crawl to bed and finally drift off at 5:05am, and this meant that i was able to see the sun rise.

It was very pretty :)

I will be considering today to be a complete write off.

I had some simple aspirations for today, which involved doing a few revision questions, playing a bit of eve, maybe, and basically being a normal happy old me.

I have been unhappy today. This may have something to do with the waking up feeling crap, being sore everywhere, having the most painful and rashridden arsehole in living memory, and having a buggered libedo (again).

Needless to say, nothing has gone the way i wanted it to today.

I did my revision, but with my brain not being as focussed, i made a stupid mistake and had to redo the 3 pages of calculations. With my brain feeling sluggish and distracted i made further mistakes on my other questions, and in a huff i finally gave up.

I have been unable to focus on anything. Revision, forums, games, anything musical and i have found it difficult to converse or communicate with anyone coherently or with enough thought.

I just hope that when i wake up tomorrow, it will be Sunday again...

</mope>

It was sweet, orange, and £1.90, but it definately was NOT orange juice. At 9 and a bit %, it was called Cheddar Cider, and god was it nice!

Ao, a few pints of that, some nice pints of ales, and a few rounds of fruit beer, i was slightly pissed. Just a little bit, not much.


for those not in the know, it was my bday on thursday, and this was a little meetup organised by Yorkshire Badger on the uka forums. 4 - 5 of us sat around, talking enjoyable bollocks for many hours, and as i took cheese to the trainstation as i went home for my evening parental curry, i left Badger and my best MATE (edited, see comments, :P ) together, drunk in the FAB Cafe.

I wonder what they got up to...

Another update to the world of seb:

* I have now officially finished all of my coursework for my degree course, last thing to do now is revise for my finals! Should do ok, not stuck on anything major, just need to reinforce what i know.

* I am 22 now. I visited Amy for 3 wonderful days before my birthday and we had an excellent weekend together (once we sorted some things out). She cooked rib eye steaks with an amazing marinade http://beef.allrecipes.com/az/WillysJicyStk.asp, and we dined together with candlelight. We later danced together to some very soothing music and played games until we needed to sleep. That day was perfect. She bought me a pair of leather sandals, a nice pair of black trousers made from linen and shorts. I like new clothes :)

* In terms of other loot, i have a shiny new digital camera (Finepix S7000) which is really nifty.

* Had a nice dinner with mum last night, Saturday night will be beer, and a curry with dad.

* I am in the process of writing a letter to get a 3 month placement at the council again. A few grand will assist muchly in surviving year 4 of uni.

* I also pulled off a win in a presentation evening at uni. I did a "Placement Perks" talk about my visit to the council, and i won a certificate, and £50. </smug>


I have just gotten over a gilmore girls addiction, thanks to Amy. Polishing off a ton of anime series and LA series as well. And i have just had my worst week ever in EvE.

Apart from that, pretty dull.

From the midst of nowhere, i have discovered the word... "fuckbuckets". No idea where or when this entered my vocabulary, but it has and because of this, and in part to the general bad luck i am having, its being used hourly.

For example, an hour ago it was uttered when i accidentally stood up under my bed. It was then used 20 minutes later when the bearings in the rear hub of my bike, collapsed. Each time, fuckbuckets.


In terms of milestones, today was a biggun. I have now handed in my final year dissertation. Thats it! All done! 8900 words of quite readable bollocks (thanks to the most part to my GF, who painstakingly proofread the document). What does this mean? Well, it means that i have now completed over 5/6 of my course, and have only 3 weeks left. Unfortunately this morning i discovered i only had 10 days to HAND IN my leisure centre design, and i rapidly entered a state of mass panic. Fuckbuckets :P


I also have money again. I have had it previously, but in a purposely non-accessible form so i can afford to live and do what i normally do. Monday was loan day, which meant £1090 was deposited into my bank account. Wahoo! Unfortunately i owe mum money, and i can see this only lasting a few months at best... fuckbuckets.


A job is required over the summer again, and because of the gruelling CV construction process (which involved an hour or two of bullshitting to myself) i have something almost readable. Unfortunately during the saving process to one of my portable keydrives, it got corrupted, and died. Fuckbuckets.


Numerous good things have happened recently, such as Amy's BDay party, finishing dissertation, and errrm, my birthday in the future, a nice pair of long visits with Amy, and graduation! But first, i have to finish this coursework, revise, work, study, sleep, probably masturbate furiously, and maintain my innner sanity.....





.... fuckbuckets.

The lord of the ring movies are a lot less exciting the third time around. Its still good, but, meh. Not as good as the first time.

Oh look, i did a competition, and aparrently, i suck. GO ME!

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Last night was Depeche Mode.

A little US band opened for them, The Bravery, seemed to be quite well known and they are perhaps one of the better opening acts i have heard recently. Toe-tappingly good in a rock kind of way. Couldnt catch a single lyric.

However, my seats were utterly sweet. In the MEN arena in manchester you can easily fit 17k+ people for a concert. I was sitting centrally, in the middle of block 108. Perfect height to see the band, in the sweet spot for the sound, and god was it fucking amazing.

Depeche mode played about 6 songs from Playing the Angel, all of which i knew the lyrics to which included "A pain that i'm used to", "John the Revelator" (God that was good!!!) "Suffer Well" "Precious" and "I want it all" (I think it was that one). Additionally, most of my fave songs were played including "Personal Jesus" "I just can't get enough" "Enjoy the silence" (Fuck me was that good!!!) "Walking in my shoes" "Everything counts" "It's no good" "Behind the wheel" and Martin got his three songs as well which admittedly i don't know too well.

It was a very long set (90 minutes) with two 10 minute encores. Having only one opening act helped a lot. The visual effects and the overall presentation and Dave's playing of the crowd (he does have one heck of a talent for it!) left me kinda gooey afterwards.

Unfortunately my attempts to record the show on my iriver failed, as i didnt turn down the input volume :(

My tinnitus has now subsided.

The funny thing about procrastination, is that nothing ever actually gets done.

For example, i have been procrastinating writing an update now for about 3 weeks, give or take. What a surprise that nothing actually got done.

Procrastination seems to feature quite highly in my life as well. My room has been incomplete for the last 8 months due to Pete and me putting off installing shelves for my books and manga. My dissertation has been sitting at 1000 words since October, and i have a pile of DVDs to review for UK-A that should have been done a week ago.

So, bit stupid really this not-quite-so-little-word-that-dictates-our-behaviour. Why does it even exist? Why do we not just learn in our lives that the sooner we get things done, the sooner they are done, and the more time we will have to ourselves.

Simple. There are just other things that are more fun, or better to do! Its taking a lot of my willpower to control a re-emerging addiction to EVE-Online. In all honesty, i love the game. Its more fun than doing a dissertation and so, when it shouldnt have, the game was taking over.

Thankfully i have willpower, and my studies havent suffered. At least, not noticably.


With that thought out of the way, i will update you on things.

As of this time next week, i will have a step family. A weird thing to say, but last night i was out drinking with my soon to be step-brother, as he left his daughter, my step-niece at home with my step-grandmother. All in all, its a weird feeling. I thankfully got to meet quite a few of them, and next week, with Amy in tow, we will attend my dad's wedding reception. All expenses paid of course :D

An interesting point of note. Dad has been with Lynne since i was about 8. Probably sooner. We were doing caravanning trips with Lynne's family when i was 2 and a bit, with my mum and dad, and her and her husband, in volkswagen camper vans in Anglesey. I can only assume that they may have been lovers since then. Certainly would explain a lot. When dad moved out when i was around 13, and divorced my mum, i didnt think much of it. But when a year later he ended up living with Lynne, i should have been surprised. I wasnt. In some weird way they have always been a part of my personal family and with my mum's side being so removed and anti-social, i will take any family i can get.

12 days is almost a week, right?

In terms of how shit is going, !

As of last tuesday, i am officially a 1st class honors student. Semester 1 results are in, and my LOWEST mark was 65%, since the threshold for 1st is around that. Considering last year's average was 59.7%, and this first semester is 69.4%, i think the chances of me getting a 1st if i keep this up, is pretty much certain :D

I like that idea, i like it a lot.

Considering i have been consistently doing crap since A level (2Ds 2Us for a levels, woo!) and i only got into this uni, on this course by begging, i am feeling quite good about this mark! Just goes to show that pressure to do well from your loved one, and knowing for certain that this path is exactly what you want to do really does make a difference.


In terms of everything else, going damn good. Saw Amy at the weekend, kinda let off a bit of steam and she bought me something fashionable. Yes! Fashionable! Apparently i am quite hot in the jeans as well... not quite sure what she sees tho. Going to take them out for a ride today i think. I also let out a bit of steam as well.

Since before christmas i have been a bit pissed off. My string has been frayed. My mind, not quite aligned to its usual happy self. (I am normally happy or smiley by default). Its put me off a bit. A large chunk was exams and pressure to do good, but as we discovered this weekend other issues regarding my outlook and perception of the future was causing unnecessary stress. I have a tendancy to focus too much on the far future. I have been pondering what would happen in 15 months time for quite a while now, worried about a job, doing a postgrad degree (which i am going to do now!) and as Amy said, i tend to focus too much on the future when it is almost completely unpredictable.

So, here and now, is my new choice! Ok, a couple of months in advance... I don't like to be completely caught unprepared...

This afternoon, i will be drinking with my quiet friend Karl. He isnt a beerdrinker as such, but its amazing what a half pint of fruit beer will do to a guy! Curry tonight. Hell yeah, good friday :D