Oh go on then, but just a quick one.

Aside from the obvious sexual conitation in my entitled statement, the real direction I want it to take is a response by a parent to a child's request of a bedtime story.
With only 'X' many days to go till Christmas I felt it necessary to buy myself something. Now, being a Harry Potter nut and not yet owning a copy of 'The Tales of Beedle the Bard' made me sick almost constantly for years... (despite having read it many times). I thought it time this ended.
Reading it through again, with Dumbledore's notes running parrallel I really started to look back on being read stories as a child. It seems just so long ago, but really in the broad spec of our lives, isn't. I'm 17, chances are I can live for another 80 years, what with the ever developing medical care coming around. Not having being read stories for say 9 years seems long, but in context is not. The point therefore is that why do we as humans feel the need to grow up so fast. I want a childhood and I want it here now. -stomps feet- Society and my inenduring parents (who after age 11 refused to buy me Pokemon cards (TM) and Starwars Lego (TM) (though it didn't stop me!)) have forced me out of my comfort zone and into what. ;Feeling unprepared; undeveloped and being someone who starts sentences with semi-colons. But that's just what I am now; with Uni next year and screaming children coming all too soon afterwards. Followed by 45 years of a sold career before retired with a partner (finger's crossed) and dieing How predictable is life. No wonder there're serial killers, they wanna spice things up a bit...
Vent over...

Until next time x Hope my grammar and spelling is okay, honestly I havn't read this back and i could be dire :)

PS: MERRY CHRISTMAS

PPS: Feel free to read me a bed time story; mother me; tuck me into bed and make me warm milk anytime. Ta.

Wut now?!

"Ahuum" I mutter whilst stumbling into the crowded room - nobody noticed...

"AHUUM" I repeat with much more vigor than before, attempting to attract the attention of one (although preferably more) of my colleges whom all sat around a large florescent pink and amiably pertinent table. With the evening wearing on the lights had sunk to a dull wash of grey, and conversation, (fuelled by unGodly amounts of cheap-ass Champagne (although still to this day they maintain it was lemonade and grape juice no less)), had entered the 'oblivious recollection of uncouth childhood experiences' stage. Over this ratter my attempt at attracting attention had gone unnoticed. And thy remained the case until my third attempt deca-seconds later.

"AHUUMCOUGHCOUGHSPLUTTERCOUGHCOUGH!". Their focus fell upon me. The men in their fine silken and suede attires gazed quite sharply through their monocles up and down me - judging. Their wives (after conformation from their husbands) followed suit, glaring with a judgmental tone, expectantly.

It was now i could say what i had to say. What needed to be said in this situation.

"Hey Guys! Welcome back to my BLOG after so long!!"

Yes sorry about the large introduction, you know how it is, get carried away and all that Jazz. Well it's been a long while since the last blog and i should imagine it will be a long while till the next...

Until then lets enjoy this catch up: So put the kettle on; grab a ginger nut and invite the girlfriends around, we're having a catch up - and no, you don't get a choice.

Exams are over. Yay. Yet within less than a week we start next years' work. Soon? Yes. Useful? Yes. Exhausting? Damn, you know it guurl. What with the open days too, Oh my God, guys, the open days! The open days, OMG. So far it's been manageable, Plymouth; Edinburgh, Liverpool and then Cambridge tomorrow, Bristol after that - Oxford follows next week and Southampton finished it off nicely. All in all, I need a break, I want summer to come... You'd think i could relax right? Well once again my friend you would indeed be mistaken, and sadly mistake at that. The amount of shizzzz i need to do to make it look like I've done something constructive with my life for uni-admin-tutors is gut-wrenching huge. Placement here placement there and to top it all off a 'holiday' (cough) to Gdansk; Poland - with as it happens coincides with AS results day. Yet again i miss it. Yet again the torture is prolonged.

With the moans over for this month the fun stuff can begin...

Okay there is no fun stuff. The mouse has decided to not let me highlight so I'm changing font colour with SHIFT-ARROWS ¬_¬ Life...

So if you've managed to stay on track till the end, WELL DONE, i shalln't bother reading back through it, i asume my speeling and grummer is right first time... ;]

Farethee well avid reader...Until next time x

Fun a laughter on a summer holiday.

Well, it's the middle of winter. And if i'm quite honest, it doesn't really feel it out there. The weather really isn't that bad as to what it could be. Sure, the beach is a 'not for the sane' zone and the promenade (well, it's not quite posh enough to be called a promenade, but you get the picture...) is so windy, one may jump in the air and find himself several feet behind. The point is, even after all this the tempreture isn't bad. Not bad at all... Walking to college, well, isn't a breeze, (if you'll pardon the pun) but it could be worse.

Yet, still, i want the summer. I don't care WHAT you say, i want it hot and i want it now. Summer; a time for fun; a time for Bashful Bafooneries, Bronzed Beach Bods and Boiling Bikini Barbeques, for Sizzling Sea eScapades, Silly Slumber-party Shindigs and Sensibly, no Snow in Sight. You know it makes sense, you know you want summer right here and right now too! And that's why i'm organising a partition, calling for the government to bring summer early this year. They need to give us a break from the dreary debt-recovery process (which all in all seems to be worse than the actual credit-crunchy recession... reason? 'Condem'-nation, i say.) Bringing the summer forward will improve our lives and give the government a better appearence, which they DESPERATLY need, as to hide the body parts of the NHS they're gnawing away at.

So! If you think its a good idea. Please sign the partition in the comments section bellow! Together we can make a difference! Together, we can do what is right!



Until laters x

STOP TELEPHONING ME!

...eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh, stop telephoning me, eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh EH EEH EH.

...I've got so many red squiggly underlines for that sentence above. As if 'eh' is not a word... pfft. Got one for 'pfft' too...

Heyy what's up you guys? :) I think this is the first blogg of 2011! if so, and i didn't do it in the last one, HAPPY NEWYEAR! A time for new starts yeah? ...well for me; no. I don't see how a change in number warrants and new start. Things are JUST the same as before. Basically.

Well i hope you all had a good evening, didn't get too drunk, didn't go out and have a good time, too much... well whatever you did, as long as you're safe and didn't break any laws... or indeed hurt anyone else, then i'm alright with :) ...okay and now 'alright' is no longer a word... is it just my spelling...? Some correct me. Thanks :)

So, my Christmas and New years were pretty dull if i'm honest. Well in that i didn't do anything special. We have a real strict reigme when it comes to festivities, we've had the same routine and events since forever. We HAVE to go to the families' eldest female's house; my Nan's. And then to their eldests child for new year; my Aunt. This code of conduct has been in the family, for; goosh about 2 generations... but we still abide by it religiously, and I'll continue it with my relatives when i'm the eldest child of the Matriarch too...

TBF. I do enjoy it though, new years at the Aunt's (who happens to conviently live in Exeter (so we now no longer have to travel far)) is really good fun. And well, Jools Holland's HOOTENANY (now my new favorite word (remind me to title my next blogg that; (OMG! as if it's red-squiggled 'blogg'; wth.)) Anyway, Jools Holland is quite the Genius. And well, his rythem and blues band's duet with Kylie may have made my year. (Yes it was after the switch over). And is it gayy to like Kylie...? ...i hope not. (A)

Anyway! Youtube's calling and i has more maths to do! ...yes. It is one in the morning. ...You don't think i should be doing maths now? o_O What a strange person you are...

But yeah, it'll take me ages to go through this and highlight some parts in red anyway :/ Don't know why i bother... Oh yeah, it's cause you guys' eyes hurt from looking at fluorescent yellow fo' ages... well, and mine do too. And it's just my thing... ANYWAY! I'm rambling, tell me to shut up some time ;D

Until laters x Ignore spelling mistakes plzzz

OH! ANDANDAND! PINKY&THEBRAIN IN GERMAN! I laughed:

http://www.youtube.com/user/8JaiiKing8?feature=mhum