Progress

So it seems my rant about New College yesterday came to some use. I had a phone call today arranging a date for my (needless and pointless) initial assessments, and although the date they suggested was problematic, we got it sorted in the end. Now watch as I have to frickin' wait another month before I actually start.

Mo

Workaholic

Wow, it seems it's been nothing but work work work for me recently. Mind you, with all this spare time on my hands, I'm not complaining. More hours = more green, as it were.

But then, I can't get over how much New College are dragging their knuckles in terms of getting me back in. I rang them up last Friday to chase it, and was told "We've got your personal tutor sorted, and you're confirmed on the registers for the subjects you've chosen, we're just waiting on a date for your initial assessment."

Two things:
1) I did the fucking initial assessments when I started, and I've been at college for two years so they know I'm a decent student.

2) If they have everything sorted lessons wise, why not just fucking let me start?

They're being so Neanderthal about the whole thing, it's really started to wind me up. Make me wait any longer, and the fucking term'll be over.

Mo

Hectic

Sorry I have posted much recently, truth be told I just haven't had the time. And when I have had the time, my computer has been winding me up by turning off for no reason. No shut down, just BAM! Off. I need a new machine.

So been working many many hours at work to make up for my holiday. I do get paid holiday, but this months pay is still going to be pants :( And there are talks of another night out. Why is everything so expensive!?

But, I have been doing other things than work. Wednesday night, for example, was spent round Tash's new flat as a kind of house warming thing. Being a BYOB affair, and me coming straight from work, I had barely anything to drink. I had a can of Fosters given to me by Tom (he saw I had no drink, said "I feel sorry for you." and gave it to me) and then a can of Bulmers some time later. At some point during the night, Tash just stood behind me playing with my face. She was somewhat unsober. Oh, and my sock got torn in half.

At the weekend, after 4 hours work (it felt weird being in for such a short period of time), I went to see Scott Pilgrim vs The World. I suggest you go see it, before it's gone. I thoroughly enjoyed it, and it was a lot of fun. It only had one drawback though: the 12 year old girls that were sat behind us. Srsly, they giggled throughout the entire film, even at bits that weren't that funny. They really really hacked me off.

Then, to top off a great weekend, I met up with Hayley yesterday for a mooch around Lydiard Park (or as the sign says, Yd ard P rk) and boy what a hilarious time that was. We discovered 'buttle' was a real word, meaning to work or serve as a butler (but you already knew that) and we caused splashes in the lake. No, not like that you dirty minded reader. We found some giant logs and had immense satisfaction at dropping them in the water. Yes, we are children.

Until next time,

Mo

Liberation

Been using my time productively today so far, by revising for driving theory (which I still need to book) and uploading pictures to my somewhat decrepit deviantART. Thought I may as well showcase some of my recent holiday snaps, feel free to take a look :D Comments and such are appreciated :)

Mo

Alternative

Long day at work yesterday. By the end, I drank 3 cups of coffee in the space of an hour, and was pretty much hyped up on caffeine. So much so, I started to dance to Owl City, and Keiran joined in for no reason. A woman walked past and said to us "Are you two happy in your job?" to which I replied "No, I just think I'm delirious. It's been a long day..."

After work, I met with Tash to go to some gathering thing her friend had organised, some alternative music get together thing. It turned out to be a metal gig for a bunch of goths. I was the most colourful one in the entire fucking room, and the bands were pretty awful. Although I got a free vodka jelly shot out of it, so I can't complain really.
Fuck it, I can, and I will. Bloody screamy screamy shit.

Mo

"Am I pissing you offuhfuh?"

I love this man/puppet more than I love my own limbs.

BANG!

That is what this fucking neglected blog is gonna come back with my friends. For too long I have gone through week long spates of blogging, then giving up. Those days are in the past.

Maybe, in a bid to keep you folks, I'll develop a much better social life too!

It's alright, you can calm down now.
Mo