1/4 of a year

As I sit here in the library waiting for Lara to finish her work so she can go and pick up my remaining stuff and take to her her house ready for us to go to FUSE fest in the morning and then travel to mine (what a dear) I've realised what a good year I've had. I know I've been sulky lately because over the last couple of weeks I've seen the people I've been living with leaving the notorious Peakhouse, and I became a little more sulky thinking we hadn't used first year student halls to its full potential, it dawned that actually we had. 2008/2009 has been the best couple of years of my life, the uni part has been easy for the fact that I only go in 3 times a week, if that, for only 5 hours, if that. Meeting people has been great and spending everyday with potential lifelong friends has been amazing. Whether it was just the five of us (can't foget the all round king Coveney) or going down and seeing the other housemates and gettin drunk practically every day, and if not, we would stay in, play games, eat food, watch films or televsion, sniff glue ect ect which is fine by me hahaha. The next three months will be there for me to recindle friendships and restore ones that I neglected over the past month or so, just because I was trying to make the most out of the remaining time at halls, my apologies. I have nothing in particular to state, other than remiscing about past time has been hilarious, and making new ones is also good. I can't think of any stories right now whihc is really pissing me off. Over the next 3 months I plan to do a lot of things, I want to learn to drive for one, go on a holiday of some sort, reading festival, earn some dollar, and yes see as many people as possible. This is my half years resolution I hold to you. Today chris left me for the last time, I was very saddened, going back to the flat, alone, checking every wardrobe, corner, and under beds will be a pain, but I have to check for monsters. I think I am the only person left back in Peakhouse, hollar if your not, so I will go round the every room and take a picture of myslef naked outside your door, maybe rubbing my willy against to handle, I know you won't be back to touch it, but i'll find it hilarious haha, until a crackhead comes up thinking the whole house is empty and lookng for a squat, there i may be raped. I will most probably shit myself being alone in that huge building of creaks and cracks but oh well,I shall cry on my leave, many a good time I tell you. Next term should be great, got our own house, and I'm going to try and have as many parties as possible cause you know i love them. Watch this space.

the end is nigh

the end of the first year at uni an i am very saddened. its mostly leavin peakhouse. the first term was unreal an i kinda wish we al carried on doin things as a whole house. bt my mum left a note ina card wen i 1st movd in an i think its about wat iv js learnt. tht nt everyone gets along even if u wantd thm to. ppl dont wana do same stuff as u. an ppl hav otha commitments. i cldnt understand y ppl didnt wana go out or get drunk or simply jam togetha pretty much everynite of the week. bt i spose every1s different. in the long run. i think im bein rather spoilt cs we hav dn alot together ova the year. mr than wat ud do with a group of mates at hme. cs ur nt livin with thm day in an day out at hme. an i spose. thinkin about it nw. iv made mor friends this year thn alot of years. especialy close ones. ao iv had sum excelent hilarious times. defo this last term. we hav made mst of it. i js get my hopes up thinkin the impossible tht everynite the whole 30 ppl wil b out durin exam period. this has been a pretty sad blog. bt also an eyeopener. i hpe we al c eachotha as much as we hav nxt year. i am pissd tht i misd eatin an watchin footbal with housemates today. along with the possibility of poker nite. which every1 shld do nxt year btw. i like ritual last week last nite stuf like tht. i like traditional. these blogs wil help u c wat goes on in my head. wen i tlk bout my imagination. u wil defo b pissin urself. so dnt let this one put u off. x

well well well

what have we here, blogging eh. pretty sweet. this is my first blog so im gonna hav to catch 20 years of my life. ill list the key events. hmmm where to begin.....maybe from when i was born, 24th May 1989, oldest memory is when i was on my dads shoulders ata house party and...nahhhhh not going to bore you with the first 20 years of my life. but i will bore you. somehow. keep reading my blogs in the near future. done.