Archive for September, 2006

I think the title says it all, but allow me to elaborate: I had a brilliant Friday night. After an extremely wet day at school, I had wet shoes. I was also shattered and wanted nothing more than to go to bed, but I also wanted to go to Thame Fair with Caley and company, so I went to town a little slower than previously expected.

I had been hoping to get a lift with Luke into town, but after he had an incident with his car and a sign in Tesco car park, we ended up walking. Five wet minutes later and I was there in town, with Caley, Ki-ki and Tasha, and we went to McDonalds for food and then smokes. Then we went to the bus station to get the bus and for smokes. Then we went to Thame and spent ages trying to find Woolworths where Vicki was. Then we had a smoke, and walked to Vicki’s seeing as we couldn’t find her and had no idea where Woolworths was.

Then Vicki’s mum gave us a lift to Thame and all was good. And my brains were forced out of my nose by the centripetal force of one of the rides we were on. And it was a good night.

Sorry about the serious lack of an interesting blog, I’m too tired to bother.

Also known as the Daddy-Long-Legs, the cranefly is one of the most ridiculously stupid creatures that somehow managed to evolve on this planet. With long gangly legs that fall off in a strong wind, and about 6 brain cells together, they have annoyed the shite out of me for the past week. Starting from midnight, I’ve got killing them down to a fine art - last night alone I killed 15 and put them in my bin. I honestly don’t know what purpose they serve. All they seem to do is flap about, lay eggs and die, and in the meantime have an incredible attraction to the light from my computer screen.

In other news, my computer lives again! Turns out the power supply didn’t blow up as such, just the fuse in the plug, but the voltage surge which caused that blew up my motherboard instead, so unfortunately I had to replace it. Having said that, I now have a much better one.

School is stressing me out, despite having 14 free periods a week, and somehow even when I have work to do, I’m bored out of mind. The new head of sixth form, Mr. Lehec (French name apparently) has decided to actually enforce the hair rule at our school - if it’s shoulder length or longer, cut it or tie it back. So for the past week I’ve had no choice but to tie it back, and be called both a girl and a faggot, only adding to my belief that I’m a fat lesbian stuck in the body of a skinny guy. Still, my parents started enforcing their own rules yesterday too, and I was forced to get my hair cut. It’s not much shorter, just somehow it looks terrible so I’m being forced to tie it back still so that it doesn’t fluff out too much.

As of today, me and Caley have been together for 10 months, which makes this my longest and best relationship I’ve ever had, and I’m quite proud of myself for not shagging it up yet. I’m going to town with her, her hoes and her dad tonight, which should be fun.

Right now I’m sitting in the computer block at school on the shiny new XP machines, which so far we’ve managed to run Half-Life 2 and also Counter-Strike 1.6 on - although network play doesn’t work too well yet. We’ll get there. In 8 minutes time I have a computer science lesson, in which we’ll spend some more time learning about recursion, and I’ll get shit bored and try to finish my towers of Hanoi program. I’m so bored.

Now I can sleep!