Well the time is nigh, 3 days left of school...for ever.
I have Friday, Monday and Tuesday and then I'm free. Free!
Of course there's a Mass on Wednesday (Probably gonna skip that) and then a dinner on Thursday night (Free bar...Red bull me up, baby!) and then all that's left is the exams which don't really matter.
I get this feeling that I should miss the place. Note the term "Should".
Also, since it's coming into the summer I'm getting a new Job and finally ditching the security guard one I've had for like a year now.
The new one is kinda sweet, starts off at £5 an hour and then goes up to £7 after a few weeks. I only work weekdays too, from 7:30am to 4:30pm, but the thing is if I happen to finish early (and on most days I will), I get paid the full wage.
The Job involves sitting in a Van handing out boxes to people for the most part, occasionally we might deliver leaflets and once all of the boxes are out, we just collected them every week or so, it's some recycling thing.
In other words, it's a job that requires minimum effort and will net me about £200 a week AND wont interfere with my social life :D
And yes, I actually have a social life now o_0
My how things change in the space of a few months. People, places, moods, they all change. Some for the better, some for the worse.
Ah but I digress. I need to get a good laptop or something, it'd help when it comes to Uni, but I need to save cash. Although according to some of these student support thingymajigs, most of my fees are paid for with NON-repayable grants (I.e. they give me money and don't expect it back) before it's even processed, so hopefully I should be ok. It's kinda hard to think that in less than 4 months I'll be moving to another Country o_o
Thursday, 5 May 2005
Wednesday, 4 May 2005
Perpetual question #685
Why am I watching the porn thinking "you know, that music's pretty good" instead of the usual "Yyeeaahhhh...take it off, I wanna see some skin!"....
Tuesday, 3 May 2005
Monday, 2 May 2005
Some people...
Did anyone notice the sheer stupidity of 2 people (who shall remain nameless) who commented on my red bull addiction post? (See post before the LJ Hell Party).
If it were a real-life conversation, it would go like this:
"I'm addicted to Red Bull"
"Don't drink it then"
"...."
If it were a real-life conversation, it would go like this:
"I'm addicted to Red Bull"
"Don't drink it then"
"...."
Sunday, 1 May 2005
Red Bull dun got me fucked up
I've realised that I have a problem. An addiction. One that isn't the Internet.
It's Red Bull.
The effect it gives me is....odd...like some sort of drug. There's a high and a low, a good and a bad. And it also makes me very...odd....
I really noticed it last night when I drank 2 tins of it (see previous post) and then today at work, while sleeping, I had a really messed up dream.
It was...about....some kids, who invented cinema or something...were hiding under these seats, I guess they were the seats in the houses of Parliament or something, in protest of the banning of their creation.
But I wasn't in the dream, it was like I was watching it all as if it was a movie. The guys in the seats gave the people hiding like a month or something to come out, then they decided to go in by force. But when they went in, there were these drawings on the wall..of like...stick figures. And they began moving, telling a story. Something about...some guy...and he found his friend, a turd (That was the word used in the dream) and the little cartoon was meant to be like a representation as to why the cinema thing should be kept.
And that was it...
I usually don't remember my dreams at all and when I do, they're usually focused on whatever is on my mind, like I had a dream that Kay was over visiting my school, except she was all fat and ugly and had chocolate all over her face and in the dream I kept thinking "I know it's Kay, but she's like a totally different person". You can probably see how that fits in with the events of a few weeks ago, so as a dream it "made sense". But that one today....what the fuck....
It's the Red Bull. It makes me all hyper and fun and then I crash and get really depressed, but I need it....I crave it....
Lucky for me, most caffeine substitutes seem to quell the craving, like Coke or coffee (despite the bitter taste) but even so...It's kinda worrying....
It's Red Bull.
The effect it gives me is....odd...like some sort of drug. There's a high and a low, a good and a bad. And it also makes me very...odd....
I really noticed it last night when I drank 2 tins of it (see previous post) and then today at work, while sleeping, I had a really messed up dream.
It was...about....some kids, who invented cinema or something...were hiding under these seats, I guess they were the seats in the houses of Parliament or something, in protest of the banning of their creation.
But I wasn't in the dream, it was like I was watching it all as if it was a movie. The guys in the seats gave the people hiding like a month or something to come out, then they decided to go in by force. But when they went in, there were these drawings on the wall..of like...stick figures. And they began moving, telling a story. Something about...some guy...and he found his friend, a turd (That was the word used in the dream) and the little cartoon was meant to be like a representation as to why the cinema thing should be kept.
And that was it...
I usually don't remember my dreams at all and when I do, they're usually focused on whatever is on my mind, like I had a dream that Kay was over visiting my school, except she was all fat and ugly and had chocolate all over her face and in the dream I kept thinking "I know it's Kay, but she's like a totally different person". You can probably see how that fits in with the events of a few weeks ago, so as a dream it "made sense". But that one today....what the fuck....
It's the Red Bull. It makes me all hyper and fun and then I crash and get really depressed, but I need it....I crave it....
Lucky for me, most caffeine substitutes seem to quell the craving, like Coke or coffee (despite the bitter taste) but even so...It's kinda worrying....
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