it's over.

my exams are finished. I now have very few reasons to return to the LRSFC campus.

i'll keep this short and sweet: to all those who made my time there worthwhile - teachers, staff, friends and random other students - thank you. you shall never be forgotten.



on a slightly less sombre note, time for some well-needed (and much deserved) r&r.

runrun

stayed at mina's on wednesday night. we were awake until the early hours of the morning doing precisely fuck all.

oh, except that we went for a late-night adventure which turned into an 'oh fuck' situation when faced with a couple of dead-end pitch-black alleyways in an area of cambridge that i'm not familiar with. next time i'm going to sellotape LED torches to my face before we go out wanderin'.

oh yeah, and she got a 360, so she sucks considerably less. which is to say that she's cooler than you fucks anyway, but now even more so.

i like mina because she's one of the few people that comes close to tolerating my bullshit. also she's intelligent, and our conversations range from deep philosophy to debating the validity of certain memes, and giggling at terrifying harry potter fanfic on t'interwebz.

woman... you are quite cool.

also: for any of you that care (no one), i've picked up work on my short story again. it's not 'quirky' or 'funny' like any of the bullshit that's written by most of you scene-o twatblankets - the emphasis is on realism; i.e. my actual life told from a third-person perspective, with the mediocrity, boredom and stupidity left in. i'll post it here at some point.

there's this girl I know

her name is emily, and she is made of win.
even if she does think that soul asylum is country -.-

srsly she rules
harder than you
harder than me, for that matter
oh wait, not possible
i am the closest possible thing to god
but she still comes pretty damn close.

ipuke.

wait, what?
okay, so I've been playing around with iTunes for the sheer hell of it and it isn't actually half bad.
well okay, it's so i can take my mum's ipod to nyc without having to take her tunes with me (won't explain how i'm going to make this work - cba). and okay, it's currently converting half my media library to a different (inferior, proprietary) format, which is why i'm fucking glad I made an 'original' backup of my music library.

mac users, you have once again defied my expectations. you still fucking suck horribly and should die in a fire, but to a slightly lesser extent now. until mac gets a cohesive menu system, though, i'm staying the fuck away.

it's been a while.

looking back, i realise now that thinking that i'd have the effort or the brainpower to post frequently was just foolish. for now, here's a quick life update, though no-one reads this, so i fail to see the point.

- new york on the 31st. of this, I am fucking excited. cannot wait to crank up the beastie boys and stroll through brooklyn.

- haven't played WoW in a while, thinking of quitting (again, temporarily) to focus on the last 6 weeks of college. other than that I've really enjoyed playing the paladin class - a self-healing warrior-priest who has dps potential similar to mages on irresistible damage, woop.

- i need to fix my life. must work moar.

- lincoln uni, if I get in, will be off the fucking chain.

- scandinavia this summer, and potentially again for NYE 2010 (copenhagen), will also be slick as shit.

- need to get GR website hosted. have finished flash site, blah blah blah, but need to stop dithering and just do shit.

- i'm very ill, and am coughing up phlegm regularly. this does not bode well. i need to get fitter than this.

- uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuurgggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh



viking out, for now.

just a little rant.

i have a passionate hatred for people that treat facebook like myspace. i know too many of these fucking people and it's not even funny anymore - every time i sign in, i get a fuckton of status updates and notifications like

'ballsack arsefuck mcdickwad tagged you in the note titled "OmG WeRe SoOoOoO CoOl <3333>-._---__"

and well, you know how those attention-seeking teenage girls are with their keyboards. the fact that they've tagged me in that shit means that i'm actually almost obliged to post a note of my own, because most of these notes are replacing myspace bulletin quizzes.

part of me thinks to let this slide for the sake of free speech - after all, social networking depends, in my view, entirely on the people that person associates themselves with. for instance, me and my friend jaycee constantly troll each other publicly, but we keep the typing well-structured (i realise here that i'm not using capitals with the exception of the 'CrAzYtExT' above, fuck you) and cut out bullshit like hearts, smiley faces made using the equals sign and shit like that.

seriously, CTSO. no-one cares what you're doing right now or what's on your desk. if you really have a desire to let us know what you're doing, use the status feed - and make it short, or fucking type properly you twats.

i'll probably post more on this later but i'm tired and ill.

talent.

I wish I had some.

unfortunately I don't, so I will now recommence watching rambo 2 and drinking pepsi.



isnt this blog so fucking exciting?