Oh my, the first blog in a while, I’m sat here on my bed as the bleak, grey sky unleashes a seemingly endless torrent of water from it’s midst. I should be revising, and to an extent I am, but I just don’t feel it happening, I’ve got a feeling that things will either just work out or I’ll fail miserably and end up working in Primark for a year and retake the exams I need to, people keep saying it’s fine and I shouldn’t doubt myself but the thing is, I doubt myself with good reason, I lack the willpower to actually be bothered with anything, I could just go “ADHD, lulz” and use that as my excuse but it really isn’t that, I just cannot be bothered.

This is going to be a rambling blog, can you tell?

I’ve got six hours worth of exams in a single day, all of which I’m dreading as one is massive and the other is the subject I suck ass at yet I need to do well to get into uni.

Sat last night looking through hidden pages on Myspace with Firefox and I ended up going through Charlottes back to when we first met, just to compare then and now. Ady warned me against doing so since it’d only bring me down, however, while I looked through I noticed the exact point where she and Matt pretty much stopped talking and I and her started our almost obsessive conversations (Up to 13 hours in a day) and it led me to wonder if I’d just become a replacement for him in her life.

Work is mediocre at best, the days varying from me enjoying myself because it’s me and Hayley working together for the day to absolute balls because she’s stuck on Shoes and it’s just me working on Homeware, all alone. It would seem the fact that I like her is obvious around work but it’s not like there’s any point to it anyway, still, friendship is always fun when it works out.

Bass playing is going slowly, I can remember the basics of a tab but when it comes to ordering and timing, I’m not so great. Hopefully that’s going to change eventually, I’d love to be able to play at a competent level.

I’ve been writing this on and off over the past three hours, my grandfather visited, my mum went to work and I managed to cut my foot on a bit of metal on my floor, my revision is going slowly and my mind even slower.

Oh my.

Well, I looked at her face and then I knew she changed,
then my heart turned black and then the sky turned gray!
yeah my heart turned black then the sky turned gray!

So I sat in my room for 27 days,
No she never called, I had something to say!
No she never called, I had something to say!

Well I don’t know much, and I don’t know how…

Why would she put me through such torture,
I would have given my life for her,
She was the one that knocked me over,
Now I’m alone sitting on the corner

Well, I heard she’s great and her new boyfriend’s lame,
She can go to hell I’ll never be the same!
She can go to hell I’ll never be the same!

And these open wounds will heal with time they say,
then my heart turned black and then the sky turned gray!
then my heart turned black and then the sky turned gray!

Well I don’t know much, and I don’t know how…

Why would she put me through such torture,
I would have given my life for her,
She was the one that knocked me over,
Now I’m alone sitting on the corner

Why would she put me through such torture,
I would have given my life for her,
She was the one that knocked me over,
Now I’m alone sitting on the corner

Well i dont know much, and i dont know how

Why would she put me through such torture,
I would have given my life for her,
She was the one that knocked me over,
Now I’m alone sitting on the corner

Why would she put me through such torture,
I would have given my life for her,
She was the one that knocked me over,
Now I’m alone sitting on the corner

I’ve bruised my arm, leg and chest, all of which are painful. I’ve had a Bass delivered and found it was damaged, meaning I have to send it back, I’ve got coursework to do, I’ve done something that’s caused Charlotte to cease talking again (Not unusual but somewhat disconcerting) and I’ve had a few arguments.

Maybe I should just never remove my headphones or open my eyes.

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Well, work began at 11am, walked straight through the front door and got eyed by the security guard before showing my nametag. Downstairs, stuff away and sign in.

Now, I was expecting Nick to be in at least part of the day but his parents kept him at home to revise, This meant that I was left alone (Aside from Haley, whom I wouldn’t mind being left alone with, even if she is my supervisor, she’s a damn attractive one) in homeware. Turns out we were out of stock near enough on: Towels, Laundry Baskets, certain cushions, hand towels, bed sheets and pillows. Unperturbed, I continued the working day.

Haley and I spent a fair amount of time talking as we worked, putting face cloths out and various other bits. I went down to the stockroom and ended up pulling a boxful of shower curtains onto my head, saved only by my rather sturdy neck muscles. I rule that much.

The day proceeded with me going to and from stock room, performing recovery and all the rest.

Not a bad day, now to buy a Bass guitar and learn to play it.

I discovered the chat logs from the conversations I had with Charlotte up until about three weeks ago, crazy amounts of time were spent talking, 13 hours at one point. I loved the conversations. What surprised me most at first was the sheer volume of the text, three hundred and seventy five pages worth of talking, in size 10 text on Microsoft Word.

I didn’t know I could hold conversations so well day after day, I also

know why I stopped gaming for about two months

Fun…

I got a call from Primark today and they want an interview on Monday, hopefully all will go well and I’ll have some money for Uni by the time I go there. It also means I won’t have to mooch cash all the time.

Wish me luck

xx

Those of you who know me will know just how scruffy I can manage to look with seemingly no effort whatsoever, it turns out my mother had seen this too and I got dragged clothes shopping. While out I thought to myself “Well, if she want’s me to look less scruffy then why not get clothing so I can dress as I’ve wanted to for a looooonnngg time?”.

I did exactly that, I ended up buying a waistcoat, about five shirts, a suit jacket, two belts, a hat, some socks and some boxers . Now, most people would seem to believe that I’m not a “smart” dressing person, you’d be right if this was last year when I was wearing baggy jeans, a metal shirt and a rat arsed old hoodie that I’d chewed the end of the sleeve to death on. I’m sat here typing in a pair of black jeans, a long sleeved red shirt, a black and red tie, a waistcoat and a jacket. I’m also laughing at my redneck neighbours who have decided to move out, putting all of their stuff on the lawn and not covering it up. I’m sure this rain will do the TV/DVD player a lot of good (Y)

Now I just have to hope that I get the job I applied for so I can accumulate Uni money and enough to buy a nice Pinstripe suit.

xx

Strapping young lad - City.

This album is now over ten years old and yet, it still captures the sheer raw force of Strapping Young Lad, under the helm of the crazy Devin Townsend. The musical style is heavy, in the way that only extreme death metal can be.

Devin Townsend presents the perfect vocals for the songs, varying from the almost melodic moments in “Room 429” to the all out death metal roars of “All hail the New flesh” and “Velvet Kevorkian”, his voice can only be described as something you would expect to hear from an angry animal or a madman. The lyrics similarly deviate from almost normal to completely inane and yet, there’s something appealing about the sheer brute force behind the songs that keeps you wanting to listen.

The songs are kept in time by the masterful drumming of Gene Hoglan, a guy who while looking somewhat like a shaved bear, is a master of his instrument. The man plays drums in the same way a seasoned touchtyper types, looking straight ahead and playing without batting an eyelid. His use of the double bass pedal and his “kick triplets” gives you an excellent backing to the guitar.

The polyrhythmic (Two rhythms at once) guitar playing of Devin Townsend and Jed Simon creates a powerful rhythm for the songs, giving a distinct sound to each one. The combination of Devin singing, Hoglan drumming and the dual guitars of Townsend and Simon gives Strapping Young Lad a powerful sound that many would find hard to ignore.

If you’ve ever wanted to get into this kind of music, I’d recommend giving SYL a try. The standout tracks “Room 429” and “Oh My Fucking God” especially (Although, if you watch the you tube version of the last, expect some unusual moments).

Overall, the album is polished and showcases the talents of the band members well, the songs all have their distinct sounds and purposes and work well together to create the finished product that is “City”.

I give it 8/10

Well hello there, you discovered my rather uninteresting blog. All I’ll be talking about here is music, games and the events of my life, enjoy it.

I may as well introduce myself, my name is at the top. I’m a 17 year old guy who lives in the south of England, I game, I listen to metal and I procrastinate at every given opportunity. I’m simple enough to talk to, just don’t start judging me and we’ll get along just fine. I go to Farnborough 6th form and I study Geography, Environmental Science, English literature and Archaeology, I’ll probably be complaining about that soon enough.

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