That episode of the simpsons where homer climbs a mountain.

so weird title aside that i'm too lazy to explain properly. My life/school life is exactly like that point where he thinks he's made it but actually there's a hole other peak to climb. So next week I have to coursework deadlines to achieve. They will finally be over. One of the two I have technically been working on since the end of AS. So that will be nice WRONG! Just up ahead is the giant peak of revision followed by exams. Then there's uni, then I can finally rest WRONG. The great exam of life begins, there are no mocks here only pop quiz after pop quiz. Sigh.

But don't let my miserable rant get you down. Think of the parties and the rock music u kids are into. Tbh I think it will all be fine as long as I can stay in contact with at least some of the small number of associates and wellwishers I've amassed over the years. Lol night night.
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But its cold out there!

Not anymore its not!

Jesus Christ I missed the sun. For some reason i get the urge to dance like snoopy when the sun shines. Shame i suck at the snoopy dance. Far more technical then it looks.

Mothers Day

Confession time, I may have possibly at some point fairly recently, forgotten my mums birthday. Hence Mothers day being an opportunity to make up for shitty behavior on my part. So on Thursday I brave what is essentially that planet in Avatar for me. Full of strange creatures covered in weird clothing and wearing those shoes that are rock hard plastic with drainage holes in. I was asked questions in which i understood the words but the arrangement and inherent meaning of the question confused and baffled me.

So basically i came out of the flahwer shoop having probably been swindled and with a promise of delivery on Saturday. Yep, how retarded is that? Any who, so they arrive this morning and i hand them to my mum and she says, "I bet yesterday you wouldn't have bought me those."

I bet your thinking, that's a weird response, what could she possibly have done that would make me not celebrate mothers day. Well Ill fucking tell you what.

So I picked up my results on Friday. Pretty much what I expected, will probably have to resit one module if i want to get the A in chem i need to go for Bristol. So after I phone in my results to mum expecting congrats with a bit of oh well resitting Inst too bad. Instead I get no praise. Apparently despite having no reason to resit maths i should to "guarantee" an A, apparently wanting to resit the easiest chem module rather than the hardest shows a poor attitude and a lack of knowledge of the subject. I was in a pretty cheerful mood before i rang home, so the sudden large amount of criticism headed my way got me pretty angry and I hung up the phone.

Next, I'm on my way downtown for a little costa sesh to relax a bit after a stressful day. My phone rings and its my mum again. Except when i answer she says, "can you hang up I want to leave a message." Bit confused i hang up the phone. When the message comes through its this massive diatribe something along the lines of blahblahblahpoorattitudeblahblahnotvnoxboxblahblahblahresultsverydispointingblahblah as well some bullshit about being predicted an A* in maths which was just fucking wrong.

Any who that is the situation that led up to today. Also Wales lost and Cardiff will probably lose tomorrow and as well i have to spend most if not all of tomorrow doing more fucking history.

I am not a happy bunny.

Nice haircut.

Nuff said I am super smexy


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I really can't be pissed with thinking up a title.

Ha looks like i did anyway, god i'm awesome.

Any who brief note for those people who care (but probably already know but i haven't blogged for a while). There is a new gorilaz album on the 8th of March. Yey, although I'm not a big fan of "Stylo" but im sure the rest will be good.

Rightio, I am off to sleep now.

oh. Rereading American Gods by Niel Gaiman. Please read it, even if only to laugh at his name.