In a bottle I placed my hope...

Last night was Marc's BBQ (not BBP!Em) and booze up. It was a bloody good evening and I thoroughly enjoyed myself. Only a handful of people but all the right ones. The drink was flowing, the food was burning and the antics outrageous! It's been a very long time since I've been that drunk and it was great to be able too get so intoxicated. Brilliant to be able to dick around and share stinging nettle eating experiences!

In the morning after a bloody late night we crawled from the holes we'd found and went our separate ways. Me and Marc headed to Thorpe to give Debbie a hand with a load of Bury cadets. It was pretty clear it'd had been a late night, but none the less we didn't injure anyone or ourselves and got a good practice in for our assessment as well.

I'm now totally shattered, struggling to keep my eyes open, so after a shower and dinner I think its an early night!

I'm not sure which way to go...

Thank god, it’s the weekend! Even though I only had four days at school this week it still felt like a life time. I don't really remember much of it. Wednesday and Thursday were the highlights. After a very slow physics lesson Wednesday afternoon Claire drove me to her grandparent’s house where I made £10 for only twenty minutes work. Which I can't complain about, but I feel really bad robbing old people. We then grabbed some food and headed to Ixworth to pick up lil' Em for climbing. It was a good laugh, and with 2 girls and me, how can I complain!!
Thursday was just as good. The 27th was, unbelievably, mine and Claire’s anniversary. A year! It’s flown by, it really has, and there are no signs that it’s about to slow down. Unfortunately neither of us could lounge in bed, Claire had work, and so did I (gasp!) I ditched school to go and make a bit of money at Thorpe. It was 'Tent Erection Day' so we spent 7 hours lugging canvases and poles across the site. Even though it was hard work the smile and jokes never ceased. Everyone gets on so well! In celebration of our anniversary we met at the new cinema to watch Ice Age 2, then walked into town for food at La Tasca, the Tapas bar. It was a great night, the film was good, better than the first one I think, and the food was awesome! A brilliant way to celebrate the year.
Come to think about it, this week has been very eventful and quite good fun. After a very stressful day at school invite Ashleigh over to watch a film and get away from her philosophy assignment that may actually kill her, she’s only little and that’s a lot of paper! We watched signs and shoveled malteasers into our stomachs. It was a really nice relaxed evening. Have to do it again me thinks.
Today, I crawled out of my pit about midday, got some 'breakfast' and headed out into the sunlight to get on with the garden and avoid learning. After several hours all the grass's and banks were cut and strimmed, knocking of a few things from my growing 'to do list'. Tonight I’m going to marcs for a BBQ and beer, I’m looking forward to it, I was hoping Claire would accept her invite but alas she's going to a quiz woo! Oh well I’ll have a good time, think I deserve it!! I'm kipping at Marcs, in Walsham! Because the pair of us are going to help Debbie at Thorpe tomorrow with a load of Bury cadets. We just can't keep away!

Right its now 6 o’clock so I’m going to do some lunch.

See ya.

Push on to the end...

The beginning of this week has been a bit of false start, the beginning of one of those weeks you know everything going to be a disaster whether you stay planted to the sofa or go sky diving with Parachutes 'R'... next door Ltd! After scratching my car at the D and P Sunday night, then putting my back out today I wonder what Tuesdays got in store for me! Well in the words of a parent on Christmas eve, the sooner you go to sleep the quicker tomorrow comes. Woo... Yay...

Night all.

Our last memory...

Well rather than bore everyone with the details of my Gold Duke of Edinburgh expedition I'll just show you pictures. Enjoy.

Day 1

Day 2

Day 3

Day 4

Day 5

Head full of stress...

Well it's 2.22am and I've just crawled into bed! The great tiredness is balanced by a slight feeling of relief as I've finally completed my history essay, even if its 100 words over the limit. I'm mentally and physically exhausted and cant wait for 4.oopm today! When the weekend begins and I can unwind.
Right sleep time now, I'll update you on the past week when my eyes stop stinging!

How you'd have a happy life if you did the things you like...

I've been so stupidly busy this week I haven't had time to blog. Lots has and is going on, but it probably won't be until after I get back from Wales on Tuesday that things should start getting back to normality.

Sleep time!

Yeah it feels like...

Another Friday night spent on my own doing nothing, but I'm in a really smiley mood. There's been lots of sporadic, daft conversations with various people, but all have made me smile and laugh. I was hoping for someone to spend the evening with but alas all that I tried were busy, or didn't come online until 12.00 (Ash) I think this next week will be really good for me, if highly detrimental to my education. I can't wait to see Kristy at Thorpe, we've been chatting quite a lot lately and it'll be good to get some real life hugs. Also spending a while with Marc and jj and to have some male jokes and company should make the days pass very quickly.

Yell out your piece...

I got in from my second revision day this week and found this note on the door mat. It did indeed make me smile and didn't take long to work out who the handwritting belonged to. Cheers Kat!

A winters day(?)...

This is a very bizarre situation, I'm sitting in the living room with the sun streaming in through the window, yet the fire is alight... The sun is shining and outside the air is of quite a pleasant temperature, but within this house there is no heat what so ever. The reason is that we ran out of oil for our central heating about 5 or 6 days ago, and with mum be a single parent surviving on a nurses pay we're unable to afford to buy any more. The house even with the heating of is generally quite warm, but all of the heat that is absorbed into the walls, floors and carpets when the heating was available is long gone. It was a scene straight out of 'Billy Elliot' last night, when lack of chopped wood meant mum had started to burn the legs from a bed. (With the casters still on)

I think the police are coming round later to have a word with James, because mums discovered he's now smoking dope. Life at home is a bit tense as you can imagine, I just hate to be inside when I'm home, so it makes writing my history essay very difficult indeed, let alone trying to revise. Talking of revision the physics day at school on Tuesday went really well, just a shame I can't have a few more of them before my exams. A lot sunk in, which never happens in lessons and we had a good time! Weird. Its them chemistry one tomorrow which I hope will be just as good, I've not done any revision yet, even set aside days to do it. Doing nothing is far easier, this mind set I'm discovering is very difficult to snap out of. I admire Emma though, yesterday I tried to get her to come out for a bit but she was set on catching up with her work even though she really didn't want to, so I spent yesterday with the company of my dog doing not much at all.

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I hear the drizzle of the rain
Like a memory it falls
Soft and warm continuing
Tapping on my roof and walls

And from the shelter of my mind
Through the window of my eyes
I gaze beyond the rain-drenched streets
To England where my heart lies

My mind's distracted and diffused
My thoughts are many miles away
They lie with you when you're alseep
And kiss you when you start your day

And a song I was writing is left undone
I don't know why I spend my time
Writing songs I can't beleive
With words that tear and strain to rhyme

And so you see I have come to doubt
All that I once held as true
I stand alone without beliefs
The only truth I know is you

And as I watch the drops of rain
Weave their weary paths and die
I know that I am like the rain
There but for the grace of you go I

We see the reasons why...

Standing out in the rain...

I've just spotted something while browsing through my blog, the adverts at the bottom of my home page relate to the main topic of my blog, or in the world of computers, severs and google the most frequent words. Which now is apparently 'Claire'.
"Frank your doing it all wrong..."

Because all along...

You read hundreds of blogs and you aspire to write as well and as constructively as they do. But living a meaningless, dull and over worked lifestyle, leaves your language and topics mundane, following the repetitiveness of life. Other than using this space as a place to sort passed events into some sort of order, it becomes a release for tension, emotion, aggression and depression. A bore for others and a chore to yourself?