| Apart from the bruises and the fact that no one has any idea what your going on about, skateboarding is actually quite good. For the second time yesterday I went out by myself and still ended up meeting some people to have a chat to for most of the day. Yesterday culminated in 5 hours in the pub with my new found friends, and being quite quite drunk by the end of it, all because I turned up at a spot. All chances of work gettin done yesterday slowly slipped away, so now ill have to put actual effort in.
The boys corridoor is full up now so at least Uni isnt quite so quiet now, not really looking forward to the girls coming back, especially cos i dropped one of their mugs, and im sure world war 3 will break out because of it. | comments: Leave a comment   |
| Well its Easter weekend and i'm back in sunny sunny Liverpool. As much as I wanted to stay for all the Redcar shennanigans, the pressures of impending uni work and the fact that i've been sleeping on floors and sofas for 2 weeks finally began outweighing the benefits of being back .
The nights out have been fantastic as always, catching up with everyone and generally getting the stuffing squeezed out of me amidst 100mph drunken catch-ups and other assorted bantwer. Seeing all the peoples on the nights out more than made up for the sub-par sleeping arrangements. People get special mention for extra generosity, Beaky for feeding me and letting me stay at hers a good few nights and steal her bed the second she left for college, Bex for worlds greatest/loudest/longest welcome back EVER and Ham for the sly free third course on my last night.
I spent most of my time skating which is evident from the amount of horrific bruises that im covered in.
My 'life time ban' from the skatepark has been lifted after 5 years after I spoke to the woman that runs it who seems to have forgotten that it was her who banned me so a fair chunk of funds went that way.
A few days were spent down at the concrete haven in Middlesbrough (which is the cause of about 99% of my self inflicted injuries), even got to skate with the Globe Skate Shoe pros which was brilliant, the things they did shouldn't be possible.
Spent a bit of time with the cats as it's probably the last time i'll se them with Dad off to China for 10 weeks, they're on lists for rehousing so hopefully that'll go well and they'll find some one to look after them properly.
So now im just trying to get settled before I tackle the work I came back to do, and get through this last month or two so I can get back and have a proper relaxed stay in Redcar with all the associated nights out, reunions and masses of Bantwer we've all come come to expect these days.
Its a bit shit (a lot shit) that i'm missing the nights out planned for the easter type time, not seeing Beaky one last time (uber shit) and missing the Cathy home coming event, but this uni lark is pressing and once this year is over i've got about 10 weeks to do all the catching up we can cram in, and have one o'thems summers to remember.
It'll all be over sooner than I realise and things will be back to a semi-state of normality until it all starts again. | | comments: 2 comments or Leave a comment |
| | Its been hailing like a mother bitch here and now its snowing, and the Malaysian guy is outside with a friend, he said its his first time seeing snow, so i was the first person to throw a snowball at him. Its like a HSBC advert. | | comments: Leave a comment |
| as fun as uni is this term, what with all the cancelled lessons when youve spent ages getting to the building early on a monday morining, gays who cant accept you cant live with them, and people generally falling out all ove the shop, im gona come back for a weekend very soon, possibly this weekend but then i wouldnt get to see some people so more than likelyill be coming back next weekend. I think home comforts, fleos and some brisk sea air will clear my head a bit from the ridulously childish mess that uni has become. there is little to no bantwer here, must have left it all at home.
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| Got back into 'the pool' today around midday ish, got my PC set up so i now can use this broad band ive had sat in my room waiting to be used.
The whole thing took a reappraisal and rearrangement of my teeny tiny room however as nothing was near where anything needed to be, so that was fun, my first tasks in liverpool is being lugging heavy shit across roads, through security gates and up stairs then slide heavy shit around small spaces.
But at last it is done, and my room as taken on a strange yet more comfortable atmosphere, now i truly never have to leave my flat, joy.
The rest of my day consisted on sucking at pool against the only other person whos in my flat at the moment, duncan, who dresses like joey, the first series of friends joey, hes greek, we understand. The expedition to the pub was saved however by the challenge from (and subsiquent slaughtering of) some random scouse 'alternative types' to a doubles game of pool.
These two were by far the geekiest pair of friends ive ever seen, mini mosher/goth with a bit of skater in there somewhere, with special school laughs but on the whole harmless, and quite a laugh, specially as we beat them 4 times in a row :)
Its good to be back, it feels like home but at the same time i miss the north east again and all its bantwering peoples. It was good to be back, didnt get to see some people as much as i might have wanted and didnt see some people at all, but thats christmas i suppose.
Leos was most definatly the best its been for a while, Sumo was interesting and fun and people didnt fail to entertain in the usual way wot-they-do, it was good to come back and have most things the same good ol' way it was.
By far the best thing (followed closley by the slippy slidey slope of sumo) was having 80% of all drinks bought for me before i had the chance to get one, and by far the worst was trekking down to boro on the bus only to get told, no, you cant skate in this magnificent concrete sculpture (skatepark) of heaven, its to wet.
bastards
Followed by silent bus ride home
Now all thats left is to wait for the other uni peoples to trickle back into the halls and everyone can start arguing and bitching, and generally pissing each other off.
I should be back for one weekend this term though, just to break up the away-ness, and ill see some people sooner than that, for skating, or for a weekend of boosh tomfoolery.
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| so far today ive hit a girl with a door (but she was scouse so im sure its not all bad). now i have to go give a presentation and i dont really know my script yet, so im hoping ill just get it right when we do it, now im extreemly scared. In other news i managed to get a 2.1 in a bit of coursework, or a 2.2, which ever is the one after a first so im doin all right and im not too worried about grades now, even though this bit of work is looking to be a bit poo...
but it doesnt matter too much cos im coming back saturday and all shall be well (except for all the revision i have to do) but ill try forget about that for at least a few days :)
bring on the fleos | | comments: Leave a comment |
| last night was by far the shittest night so far for various stupid and annoying reasons. For a start the night club played the music way to quiet, which spoiled the good songs and made the shit wanky indy songs even worse. ive played louder in my room.
the night was saved partially by the bar made who in the exact same fashion as some redcar-ites wore red elastic bands, 'theres no good reason, they were just every where on the floor'.
I really cant wait to get home now, i just have to get this stupid coursework out the way and them im done, no im being thrown out of the computer room, brillo. | | comments: 1 comment or Leave a comment |
| Today the some of the worries concerning uni have disapeared as i mananged to get a f i r s t on my first bit of course work, which is about 30% of my frinal grade for the module. So im a lot more relaxed about actually being able to get through this year.
Its a bit annoying that ive still got 4 more grades waiting to come in and i didnt put a lot of effort into one of them so well see how that turns out.
Further annoyance comes from a group effort coursework due in just under a week which my prove to be difficult, and then embarrasing when it comes to the the actual presentation :S
Aside from that, everything is going fine. I may be coming back a bit before planned (the 16th) but i also may have to go back before planned, for revision and whatnot.
Cant wait to get back and see you guys | | comments: 1 comment or Leave a comment |
| what has happened to chaep crappy tacky christmas decorations?!?!?! i scoured the entire highstreet and found fucking tinsel, hardly the council house chic i was looking for, all i wanted was christmas decorations like from when i was 10, damn you liverpool.
2 weeks and ill be home! :D | | comments: 2 comments or Leave a comment |
| coconuts on sticks with glued on hair. im getting far to obscure.
Milky joe, you massive pill 'ed. | | comments: 3 comments or Leave a comment |
| la de da just a short (ish) entry thing
well thursday was a whole load of fun, got up at stupid o clock, stayed awake for 30 plus hours pushing heavy heavy heavy heavy shit around for most of the day, spent the rest of the day wandering round Bradford with the fat racist sexist halifax guys and Tony, looking at the people, sitting on grass, sitting in pubs, drinking, smoking and telling the irate women who came and shouted at us for (accidentily bt-fucking-w) working through the two minute silence, to fuck right off.
Ridiculed those stood outside waiting for the wellar to turn up, mocked those who paid to get in with our backstage passes, saw the gig for free, which wasnt half bad really, and told an over eager twat of a fan to fuck off
ere ere mate MATE!!!!, throw us that,go on GO OOOOOON!!!
no...
Then taunted him with plectrums given to me by other roadie bloke, ha
i also met Paul Wellar which was quite amusing.
The day, or night, or exteeme early morning finished with pushing heavy shit back into the van, eating left over food, then nabbing a toffee cheese cake and breadand heading back to home, laying in bed eating cake, sleeping for about 12 hours, waking up still knackered, eating the rest of my wellar cake and blah blah blah
house work, beach, digging a hole for beaky to fall in, twice, leos, booze, minor chew, resolved chew, booze, jt's, home, hugs, sleep, waking, hugs, goodbyes, skating blah blah blah
all in all eventful not much time to be bored, sat once again in stockton deciding what to do with my week ahead
Apart from alex's chavvy mate making idle threat of violence everything is good, just gotta sort out some uni stuff then all is well.
well its not really shortish anymore, but meh, at least i get to go out this thursday now, indy nonsense booze and sleep, routine as. | | comments: 1 comment or Leave a comment |
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