Adam's ad

Weird and a little messed up but still cool... that's some dedication!

MUTO a wall-painted animation by BLU from blu on Vimeo.

Possibly my favourite lines in a song ever. Sorry if it's corny.

Don't buy the daily papers anymore, woman
Read all about what's going on in hell.
They don't care to tell the world of kindness,
Good news never made a paper sell.

There's all the colours of the rainbow in the garden, woman
And symphonies of music in the sky.
Heaven's all around us if you're looking,
But how can you see it if you cry?

Nothing to say...

What could I possibly say?

New Year Blog

Haven't done this in ages, so Happy New Year all.

I'll think of more later...

Help Me

I'm going insane with essay that I can't write.


ARGH!!!

And PLEASE somebody shut down facebook and ebay so I stop getting distracted...

And no, I can't turn off my internet... they're called E-Journals.



xx

Even more stupid Americans...

And because it makes me smile, even though it's really silly...

Oh Dear...

Procrastination Central

It's that time again... essay deadlines loom, dissertations shout out to be done and the term is drawing to a close almost as quickly as time is ticking away. Okay, so they would actually be at the same pace, but shhhhhh.

I am working very hard on my procrastination. I've written all my Christmas cards, I've checked every email, myspace, facebook, blog etc etc I can think of. I've scanned the entirety of the BBC news website. So now I am writing my blog... for no reason better than I don't know how to explain what evolution is, and how it can be applied to human behaviour... at least not in a fluid, well written 2000 words. Ach.

The last couple weeks have been eventful, but you all know that anyway (if anyone actually reads my blog anymore.. probably not)... had 2 balls, Children In Need, formal etc etc etc. I am tired, and quite frankly can't wait for the holidays to come, the lectures to end and homeward bounding to be. I'm really looking forward to seeing my family- it's been nearly 5 months!!!

It will be weird going home after all that time, though.

Can't think of anything else to say. Sorry. xxx

Stolen Thoughts...

Hello world. It’s a long time since I’ve blogged, and in that time I’ve had many an idea for what to write… some stupid, others serious… all forgotten. So instead, I thought I’d just put down some lines from films and songs that have moved or inspired me for some reason (usually pretty stupid) over the last few weeks… the ones I can remember anyway… But to make it more fun for you… I’ll not tell you where they are from- see if you can get them without Googling, hehehe…

• So in the end, was it worth it? Jesus Christ. How irreparably changed my life has become. It's always the last days of summer and I've been left out in the cold with no door to get back in. I'll grant you I've had more than my share of poignant moments. Life passes most people by when they're busy making grand plans for it. Throughout my lifetime I've left pieces of my heart here and there. And now, there's almost barely enough to stay alive. But I force a smile, knowing that my ambition far exceeded my talent. There are no more white horses or pretty ladies at my door.
  

• A man walks down the street, it's a street in a strange world…He doesn't speak the language, he holds no currency. He is a foreign man … He looks around, around, he sees angels in the architecture, spinning in infinity. He says Amen! and Hallelujah!
  

• Don't buy the daily papers any more woman, read all about what's going on in hell. They don't care to tell the world of kindness, good news never made a paper sell. There's all the colours of the rainbow in the garden woman and symphonies of music in the sky. Heaven's all around us if you're looking, but how can you see it if you cry?
  

• Well old Bob hasn't got much but he values the time he spends growin' flowers. He still loves his babies that grew to be men… Every man is a King when he has a Princess… His old heart still races, she's still the most beautiful girl that he's met. And you ask is he happy...and you ask is he happy...? He's got wrinkles from smiling, he feels lucky and free and he knows what it means to live here in the sunshine. He’s got wrinkles from smiling.
  

• I've spent so much time thinking about all the answers to the problem, that I forget what the problem actually was. Sadness is easier because its surrender. I say make time to dance alone with one hand waving free.
  

• Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind, down the foggy ruins of time. Far past the frozen leaves, the haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach, far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow. Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free, silhouetted by the sea… with all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves. Let me forget about today until tomorrow.
  

Hrmmn… a very odd mix, but it’s just what I could remember off the top of my head. That’s all for now folks, xxx.

I am...

... drunk but amazingly happy. xxx

Final Year. Ouch.

Wow, and yet again I have failed to Blog in ages...

And oddly enough, even though I've done lots, lots has happened and so on, I don't really have much to say. Except, it is soooo good to have everyone back, housemates and others, and I can't wait to get into this term and into Uni life again...

For the last year. Which is a highly depressing thought (Is that an oxymoron?) ... anyway, the following words are now banned: Dissertation, Final(ist), Graduation... etc.

Hrmmmmm... so what else can I say? For now nothing (don't celebrate that too much). Bye.

Wow...

It is a looooong time since I last wrote a blog. I can almost see the virtual cobwebs.

Anyways.. So over a month has passed and what have I done? Well lots of nothing.. and a little of something... I'm back up in Durham now, in the new house, on my own. It's exciting to be here, but it will be so much better when everyone else moves back! I can't wait... When I first moved up, Taj was here which was nice, and Emma has been through for a night... and these were definitely better than being on my own. I've met most of the boys from No. 52 (all bar one I think) and they all seem perfectly nice. Urmm.. what else??? Kathy and Mum came to visit a few weeks ago for a few days, which was really cool, as I got to show them Durham and we explored the surrounding area a bit. The highlights were definitely going up to Edinburgh for a couple of days, during the festival, and going to Lindisfarne. Edinburgh is a fantastic city, I really love it, and the buzz of the festival was brilliant! And Lindisfarne is just an amazingly peaceful, serene place... Love that too!

So a brief update from me... now I'm going to play scrabble online with Meghan. Because I am cool. xxx

Of Bats and Reservoirs

Lots has been happening and going on this end of the week....

On Thursday we (Mum, Kathy, Adam, Adam's friend Nick and I) drove to Street in Somerset. Mum wanted to go and visit, of all things, the Shoe Museum (Street is where the company Clarks began)... apparently as research for something she is writing. Adam, Nick and I, not being entirely enthusiastic about the prospect of spending such a beautiful day in a Shoe Museum, walked the mile or so to Glastonbury. And in true fashion, rather than going to Glastonbury for the festival, as most people our age would have gone for, we went to Glastonbury Abbey (or the ruins of), which was worthwhile in an entirely different way. Brilliant place, lots and lots of history, including apparently being the site of the first Christian church on British soil... but more excitingly, and weirdly, I rescued a bat!!! In the crypt (yes, the crypt... apparently the bat was a fan of cliche...) this little bat was crawling around, at risk of being trampled underfoot by the many visitors to the Abbey. Eventually, this bat had started crawling up the trousers of a lady, who was on crutches, and so had no hands or ability to remove it. So I did (having asked first, of course). Anyway, so it was that I found myself clutching this little bat. Which was crawling over my hands, clinging on with its little claws. You should be proud, who knew I had the guts! I then deposited said bat in an area of the crypt which was away from public access, and watched it crawl off to the nearest dark corner. All together a very weird experience. The whole day was a little weird to be honest. Adam and I ended up having a huge argument with Mum in the evening, which was weird, ended weirdly and is just screwed up. But yeah, sorted now, so nevermind.

Then, yesterday, some old old friends of the family, Diana (mum's best friend), and her son Zander (Adam's age) came to stay for the weekend with Diana's brother (Andy, who we have met before but havent seen in years because he now lives in Chile on a mountain), and his Chilean wife Beni (who doesnt speak much English) and their absolutely adorable, cutest thing in the world, 2 yr old daughter Isadora. Iz is at the age where she is saying some words, though not in sentence form. Half of these words are Spanish, half are English... It is so sweet to see a little 2yr old speaking spanish.

Very very sweet. Anyway, so last night they arrived and we gradually got quite drunk. Ended up sleeping in a big tent in our garden (my bed was commandeered for visitors) with Adam, Nick and Zander, having stayed up talking and drinking and listening to music at 4.30am. That would have been ok if the tent hadnt got so scorchingly hot that I had to get up at 8am just to get out of the heat. So I spent a couple hours watching children's TV, which has declined an awful lot in the last 10 yrs!!! A big breakfast helped. Then spent rest of the morning playing table tennis.

This afternoon we went to Chagford, had a drink (non alcoholic!) at the pub, at which they were playing live folksy music which was quite cool. Then wandered around the village, bought a picnic, and drove up to Fernworthy Reservoir for a 4pm lunch and walk. Was very nice, Fernworthy is a trully beautiful place.


Anyways, lots of fun, and I am so tired I'm afraid I havent presented it in a particularly interesting way. Oh well, serves you right for reading all this way...

xxx

Alice in Wonderland

Another day, another post... aren't I being good...

Well this evening I went to see Oscar (7) in his primary school production of Alice: The Musical. On the face of it, it was a very sweet, sometimes sung beautifully out of key evening. The children were endearingly nervous, or enthusiastic... or in Oscar's case oblivious to anything but finding familiar faces in the audience. Incidentally, he played a Jackdaw... apparently he was just given title of "bird" but he felt the role needed something a little more specific. So it was that a jackdaw, a group of other anonymous birds, and a few other creatures from Class 2 did their dance and sang their songs etc etc. Was v sweet... especially when a young member of the audience got so excited by the repetitive chorus of "down down down down" in one of the songs, that he decided to attempt to join in too... although at all the wrong times and keys and everything. Amusing though.

This was just a primary school production... it was not meant to inspire any of the audience members into anything more than gloating over how wonderful their child was. However, it did strike me as the children mimed Alice falling down the rabbit hole, not sure where she was going, when this constant falling would end, or who wouldbe there with her when it ended, as something rather akin to life, or my life.

I sometimes feel rather like Alice must have, falling down that rabbit hole... totally unsure of anything, and yet unable to stop the rollercoaster I am on. It is scary. And confusing. And rather like Alice, I sometimes find myself in a sea of tears at the end of it (go read Lewis Carrol if you dont get the reference). I could go further into this analogy, and describe the fact that there are many boisterous queens of hearts, and crazy cheshire cats, and uninterested yet enticing white rabbits in my life... but maybe that would be taking too much away from a production put on by a bunch of under 11 year olds. Interesting, however, it is. And I suppose Lewis Carrol thought so.

Then again, I guess I could read something into the label on a jam jar... so keen am I to find answers to all the questions I cannot name.

At the end of the day, those questions dont matter if you look at yourself and make sure that, in your eyes, you are doing the best you can to be the person you think you should be. That you uphold what is important, and act accordingly. You dont let yourself be dragged into things that muddy the water. It can be hard sometimes though... and then is when you need a little help.

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Wow, I haven't posted in so long. But still I have nothing to say...

I'm back home now, though I don't know how much longer this will be home... we are probably moving house in next few months... if we can find someone to buy our house. I guess that's quite exciting. Went to Emma's birthday last week. That was good- thanks again Emma, for a lovely weekend. Other than these things, I guess not much is going on. Life is relatively quiet... which can be quite a relief.

Hrmmn. x

Many days later..

Haven't posted for soooooo long, and I guess lots has happened since I last did but I just don't remember! Have two houses now, and was given keys for new one today so wandered up to check it out. It's all clean and exciting and new! Will be good to move into it, new beginnings etc. What else has been happening? Lots of nothing. Everything and nothing. Don't really have anything to say actually... probably should have thought about that before trying to update you all on my life. Maybe will try again later, x

no capital letters as they are too hard.

so i passed! yay! yayayayayaya! sooooo relieved and happy and thankful! and what's more... i also got offered job (well invited to training days for) neuropartners job... also yayayayyayaya! all very good. very good day... have been out this evening with psychology ppl plus a couple of extras, and did some bars, eventually ended up in loveshack with leonie. lots of fun, and good to get to know a couple of people a bit better, who ive realy onl spoken to in lectures or in the chem cafe before now. so very good day... feeling very positive about everything. hurrah! xxxxxxx love to you all.

Quite nervous, actually...

Okay, so results will be published in about 2 minutes, and I am clutching at straws to try and pass that seemingly minute amount of time, which feels like it's ticking by reeeeeeally sloooooooowly. I am very nervous. And I may well have reason to be. I know that that may seem pessimistic, and I know there is no use worrying about it because it's too late to change anything now, I've done what I've done... but now I must face the consequences, and nobody likes to do that, do they? If the results are fine, then that will be great... but if not, well that will be another story. Anyway, wish me luck, I'm off to see how I have done! EEEEEEEK!