It's a study thing

Hi :)
So how do you study? Not as an easy to answer question as it sounds.
Everyone does it differantly, Some need silence, others need people round them. Others still can only study at him with the door shut and ac/dc blasting.
To each thier own. Its actually comparable to asking someone how they read, or for that matter who they write.
Im very specific. When I study/write essays I have to be in the library. There are far too many distractions at home. Books I could read, games I could play. Then of course there is the mother of all time wasters the internet.
When I write stories however I cant be disturbed and if you want to know badly I take it when someone tries to talk to me when I'm writing ask this guys liver since its the only part of him that survived
Plus you know what guys do when left on their own for any amount of time, that's right you guessed it, play call of Duty. So the house  ( for studying in any case) is a no go.
I think I like the library so much because it has the whiff of academia plus you get to socialize . I tried the union but its too balanced on the socialistic scale coupled with the fact if you can smell beer you cant study , SCIENCE.
And the books are ready to hand as is the water machine which keeps me going in the same way that computers need electricity, some women need shoes, some guys need football and everyone needs clarkies pie shop.
Oh also if I spend too much time on my own I get....weird. Like locked into my own head, trapped in a constant cycle of my own thoughts, caged within.......whoa, it nearly happened there.
So asking someone is like asking someone how do you eat eggs? Scrambled, boiled , fried, poached, battered? It doesn't matter because in the end. You get to eat an egg.
You'd think I'd have a point to all this so you're clearly new here
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Its tipsy thing

Hullo :). Since I didnt want to do a drunk blog Alison suggested I do a typsy once instead. So here we go, three beers in.
Thoughts so far....Im hungry. I want to go dancing
Right thats, that out of my system.
Now if ur reading this you are prolly hungover since it will be sunday, and u went to paddies day. I hope you had fun, drunk something green, and woke up wearing an amusing hat.
I have often wondered why we dont celebrate st andrews day like we do st paddy. Perhaps, green just goes with everything, perhaps it falls on an awkward day every year or perhaps we all might die.
Think about it, nothing is more dangerous than a drunk scot who is a) drunk b) feelin patriotic.
The ones that didnt die of violence on the day would die the next of alchol poisoning.
And that would be the end of scotland. No more haggis :(. No more wisky :O no more 4 differant types of weather in the space of five minutes, no more days when its warm but a cold breeze blows in, just for a second,  with a hint of the sea.
It would be aweful.
SO for the sake of everyone, no st andrews day.
Aye so your prolly hungover and reading this with one eye open and a bacon sammich in one hand (or grilled avacado for any veggies/vegans in the audience) and a biiiiiiiig glass of water in the other.......Actually mate your hand is shaking, u better put that water in a bottle with a screw on top since ur next to ur laptop. On you go we'll wait.........
Cool, i feel better now.
So to sign off last year i wrote a silly poem in a few minutes about paddies day, so ill do the same again this year.

You drank mighty and you drunk fine,
You spewed green in the gutter,
'heh look guys threw up a  lime',
U danced on the bar and behaved like a nutter

Now the green is on your gills,
your head pounds and you gut swells,
'never again' you promise yourself
as you chuck booze away you found on the shelf

But then, something stirs, like a caged mountain lion
It calls to you, with the voice of  a siren
You cant resist,you run at a sprint
Its tuesday now, time for SKINT

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Its a new thing

Welcome to 2012 everyone :)
(its march i know....shut up)
For some reason, im not going to question it, I have 42 views today. This has inspired me to write some nonsense.
I'm coming to the end of third year now and its forcing me to ask the big questions. What am i going to do after uni? What will my life be once this whole crazy ride is over? Just how will one tree hill end?
The fact is I  dont know. The reason I dont know is because im scared
Scared to think of my life once uni is over. Im happy, happy for the first time in....Well. A long time.
i dont want it to end, any of it. Lunches in the library, Skint nights out, having a large group of friends to call on, having close friends, who i just sit and watch the telly with and be content, doing something that i love, fuck even writing essays.
Is it just because I was never keen on the whole real world thing? Of growing up?
Its possible.
i find it more likely that im just happy and I dont want it to end. Its  a special kind of torment for students you know, to realize your life as it is has a defiate ending.
However
and this is a big one
I changed my life, radically, I moved cities, left every mate I had, my support structure. BUT it was a good decision. The best one ive made. The beauty of change is that if it happens it can lead onto something even better. If it doesnt?? CHANGE IT! simple as. Life is too short to stay in a situation ur miserable in.
And I know what your saying, Its not always as easy as that. But it doesnt have to be an over night thing. Even changing something small can be so good for u.
Anyway, this is all old stuff. Things im almost sure ive said before and here I am prattling on about doing something new.
So here it is, something new. When this essay is done im going to start sending off stuff to publishers again.
A writer once said " I want to fly! to soar near the clouds" and his wife replyed "first finish your eggs"
Well ive finished my eggs. :D
ttfn, new blogs comin

my dilemma

HI!
So I'm sure you are wondering why you haven't heard from me in a while. Well this blog is called ramblings but frankly it should be called rantings because the times i feel most compelled to write a blog is when im hacked off at something. Hence my dilemma.
You see things are kinda ok for me at the moment. More ok than they have been in a long time. So when every things going fine what do you write about?
I'm glad you asked.
I was thinking of doing an advice thing, you know for weight loss, See i spent a loo--ha--ooong time on the Internet tyring to find advice on weight loss and exercise. Not a quick fix, not pills or surgery. Nothing like that. I just wanted advice i could follow and there is nothing.
Nothing out there for people who just want to loose weight and arnt bothered about a little hard work. What do you think?
I'll put it here and of course the links ill be on facebook but i thought id see what you'll thought. Frankly I'm a little worried that someone who looks like i do shouldn't really be giving out nutritional advice.
Anyway let me know.
That aside
Uni doesn't start for another month at least and I'm going nuts. I miss my friends, I miss hanging out, I miss having people to talk too. I'm nearly half way through the pile of book i have set out and frankly i thought it would take me longer to get through them.
Hahahaha, look at that i have things to complain about after all, heh

its a drunk thingk 7

So, drunk blogging number 7 i think
Howr you doing?
Im ok but i worry for my friends. My life as it is right now is a no score draw. No realtionship, no job ( but student so its ok) but on the other hand no drama. If im honest i kinda miss drama, dont get me wrong bland has its benifits. But if you ave neather highs nor lows then you slide into the beige. this is bad.
Your life is defined by the events that happen in it if you have no events the your life has no meaning. I think that u have to suffer indignanty, heartbreak and abuse before you know what its all about
look i dnont have the answers, i wish i did but its just not my gift. out there someone knoews the exact words to say but its not me
but bak to my mates.
recenrtly alot of my friends have had to deal with things they realy sholdnt have tp. its not fair. they are good people and yet stuff happens to them wworthy of a neal gamen comic.
i pride myself on bein g the guy who everyone  omes too with problems.
i WANT to be the guy everyone comes too
that said here is my advice
1 you will never make it unless you surround yourself with good people, not people who just agrrree with you
2you need to be honest wih youself, im not talking self depricaring , im talkig honest homnest
3 you neeed someone who loves you for who you are, and then will put up with you for the next 50 years
5dont let yourself get caught up in yourhead tpo much , its not a good place o be
6if ur unsure talk to someone about it
7 and most omportant : the act of observice changes the very thing you are observiing. This is a univeral law, considr that when thinking about youself or indeed others
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Size doesn't matter

So they say size doesn't matter. This is true to an extent if you truly love someone then how tall, short, fat, thin they are shou...
well what did you think I was....
you people are filthy.
Anyway size doesn't matter so answer me this. WTF is a size "8" say?
Now when It comes to guy sizes it makes sense.  28 inches is 28 inches. Its a measurement that can be quantified and also gives you an idea of what size you are. With women its different size 10 means nothing. Its an arbitrary number. They could have called it "pinnini" and it would make the same amount of sense.
The really infuriating thing is that I could sort of see there point if these arbitrary numbers were the same across the bored. A 12 is a 12 in M&S, PRIMARK or TOPSHOP but its not. An M&S 12 is different from a TOPSHOP 12.
(Its not just  a 12 its a M&S 12, mmmmmm foood)
aaaanyway.
Point is that not only does the number mean nothing its no even a consistent imaginary number. What makes a size 10 different from a size 12?? Gain a little holiday weight? Well you gone up by 2.
Wait ...what???
Oh but only if you shop here. If you shop HERE then you've gone down 4.
Your just making shit up now right?
sadly no
This extends to male ware too to an extent. An XL shirt is different in every store you go into. On me an XL from PRIMAK fits like a dream ( if I were an African elephant) however if I try to squeeze my increasingly (L) frame into an XL from TOPMAN its like trying to put a double duvet into a single duvet cover.
Its horseshit.
Then of course there is size zero...
Who the FUCK thought introducing a size zero was a good idea. Surely size zero is dead??

"removes sunglasses"
"What have we got?"
"well serge it looks like she died when she bent down to pick up a pencil and she snapped in half"
"death by stationary how.... pointless"
"good one serge"

By adding a baseline of zero they have given lots of invulnerable teenage girls something to aim for. Before it was just "skinny as possible" now its "death"?
Now i am no fan of math, frankly one day I feel like math and I are going to have to have a gladiatorial fight to the death one day but frankly i think there has to be an alternative to this random bullcrap. If you are going to assign a random number at least make it consistent with other stores

A letter to myself

So my flatmate just gave me a good idea. He said that he used to write letters to himself when he was younger and it was very theraputic. I am aware that your not supposed to show these to people ...but you know me. I can't keep anything to myself. The thing is that I am so forgiving of everyone but myself so this should be interesting to try out. Here goes... Oh also I really suggest you all do this. I hear its good times.

Dear Chris, How are you? Im fine. I hear you've got exams right now and I know how stressed you get about things so I just wanted to say relax and try not to procrastinate too much LOL kidding. I have been meaning to write for a while because I have some things to say. I must warn you, there is going to be some compliments, and I know you hate those.
You're actually a good guy you know that right? You have some weird thing in your head that tells your not but I think it might be time to let go of all the things that were said to you in school dont you? That was a long time ago, you were differant and so they were they. Plus you were all kids a loooong time ago time to move on.
You just had a birthday right? Wow 31, you kinda old hehehehe. I'm so proud of you for getting back into uni and managing to get to at least 2nd year. Academics never seemed to be your thing so it cool that you managed to change that. Have you given any thought to what your doing next? I suppose there is still time to think about that. Actually it perhaps to start taking the writing thing seriously. Write every day that kind of thing .I think you might be able to make it as a writer I really do.
I also like the fact that you have accepted your oddness recently, you used to kind of fight it when you were a kid and yeah I know everyone is unique and so therefore no-one is but you do seem to think in a squed way which is awesome. Your like part cartoon.
OK the girlfriend thing. It gonna happen mate. It happened once before and I know you never thought that would happen ever so youve been wrong before. Plus your older and wiser now . Besides you have been at uni for 2 years now so I have to assume your at least 2 years old. Move on you plonker hehehe.
Keep the gym and diet going, nice one on all that weight loss but you have to keep it up or you'll end up a tubby again :). That said your not as fat as you think you are. In fact pretty soon you wont be able to use the fat thing as an excuse. You know what im talking about.
Anyway It's been fine catching up maby write me back some time.
Yrs, Penfold

P.S Would it kill you to at least try and pay yourself a compliment once in a while the self depricating thing was so 10 years ago, sheesh.



well.....that was ..............weird
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