Puzzle

August 21, 2011

It’s been a while blog.

I would just like to say, I love putting all the little intricate details of the puzzle together. The best feeling is when I open the box, feeling the adrenaline through my body at the sheer task and possibility lying before me.

But, when there are pieces missing, I don’t stop there. I go looking, further and further. One day, it will lead my down a rabbit hole there will be no turning back from. But until then, I’m just going to carry on piecing together Jigsaw puzzles.

The best ones are when you don’t get the picture, so you don’t know what your piecing together. It’s like an adventure.

Heh

July 15, 2011

At times, I just love doing what I am doing. Computer Security…..I guess you have to break the rules a little, to learn the trade.

I miss this

July 13, 2011

It’s been pretty much a whole year since I blogged on a regular basis, and I must say I have missed doing it. I’ve been at home recently, and it was pretty awesome to look back and read all the past entries that I made, some of them sad, some of them downright angry and others just freaking hilarious. I really regret neglecting this blog, so this is once again where I say “I’m not going to neglect you anymore”. I’m not even 100% sure why I managed to neglect it in the first place. It was either a) I was too busy and never had time or b) just couldn’t be bothered. It’s not like I didn’t have anything to blog about, I think it was more finding the time and energy to actually blog.

I fly to Florida next Tuesday, and day by day I have been sorting more things out. The only outstanding this really is to finish my planning, which I plan to do at some point over the weekend when Daria gets here for my birthday. I have a rather extensive list of things that we would both like to do, and I don’t want to wait untill the day arrives to do them. I want to wake up in the morning knowing exactly what we plan to do that day, unless we are having lazy days by the pool, which I would like a fair few of!

Sunday it is my 21st Birthday, and I have already had a freaking sweet present. Adz got me the best of Valve 2011 pack…which is confusing because it has plenty of games made before the year 2011. It’s got some real classics, including the entire Half Life series, and even the latest portal. The only thing is, I don’t have my mouse here, and I could really do with playing some of them so I haven’t even got round to downloading them yet, which should be interesting in itself.

Over 9000

There’s a huge selection of  games on there, which is going to take one hell of a lot of space. So, when I’m in Florida, I’m going to try and get myself a cheap SATA drive. (Yeah, going to Florida to get computer components, go figure!) so I can upgrade my laptop. I’m already running lower than I would ideally like.

I also have the tricky decision of which one to install first and play….it’s probably going to be the half life series because since my little stint on it a few years ago, I have wanted to go back and play the games back to back.

I’m not sure if I like the idea of turning 21, partly because hey, it’s the last major birthday untill I’m 30 which means the next 9 years are going to be pretty mediocre compared to the 16, 18 and 21 birthdays. Why has it been arranged so 3 birthdays in the space of 5 years are classed as ‘important’ or big birthdays. It’s annoying. I’m going to make 25 a special birthday, just as like a half way mark to 30. Congratulations, you made it half way to 30! Hell, I’m going to do that with every birthday from now on, once you reach the halfway mark to 30, 40, 50, 60, etc make it special. The other reason why I’m not sure of turning 21 is because I feel like I’m genuinely getting old. Yeah I joked about it when I was turning 19, and even 20 when I wasn’t a teenager anymore, but this time I really do think I’m getting old. What frustrates me too, is that I’m 21 and still really haven’t achieved much. If I had played my cards right the first time round, I actually would have graduated University this year, and what a 21st Birthday present that would be. But on the other hand, if I hadn’t have made the mistakes I made back then, I wouldn’t be where I am now, and I most certainly wouldn’t have met the guys from college, all of them being  the kind you wouldn’t want to lose touch with. It’s funny, it’s been a year since we left college and we haven’t lost touch, which for me is a personal best. Admittedly we haven’t met up that often, but even so, by now most people I wouldn’t have so much of spoken a word of digital text to and more than likely would have deleted permanently from my life.  I have a reputation for being like that, and it is one I’m quite proud of. My Facebook profile says it all, I have 32 friends, and I would say a good ten of those are family. That leaves 22 people on my facebook, all of which I could say I speak to on a regular basis. I don’t see the point in including people that you have no intention of speaking to, and those who have no intention of speaking to you, it just baffles me. Come to think of it, I do need quite a clear out since I haven’t done one in a long time.

I have been back in Birmingham for nearly two weeks now, and it really is starting to take its toll on me. The main reason is that I miss Daria so much, but I use my age old technique of losing myself in the video game world to keep my mind of the fact it has been two weeks. I can take regular breaks through the day, but then it starts to get to me and I have to play video games again, except two weeks in, they are starting to get as equally frustrating and boring. Luckily, there is only two more days until she gets here and then like I said we go to Florida for a full two weeks in the sun! Waheeeey.

Today I went for a Contact Lense check up and apparently I have a lot of scars on my Cornea which is irregular for contact lenses. The woman asked me if I had anything go into my eyes recently, and at the time I couldn’t think of anything that had particularly been any trouble, it was only when I got home that I realised what it may be. A few weeks ago, I was helping my uncle paint his walls that he had recently got plastered. As with any new plaster, I had to sand down the walls first which created a hell of a lot of dust in a room that was about 10×10, it was tiny. I was really struggling to breathe and there was a tonne of crap going into my eyes. When I was speaking to my dad he went crazy and said I should never have done that without a mask and glasses and gave me a set incase my Uncle wanted help again.

As I have been writing this, I have been listening to the House M.D OST and I really do miss that friggin show. I’m tempted to watch a few episodes this evening, possibly the end of Season 4, which is by far my favourite end of season of any show I have ever watched. I will never forget the rollercoaster of emotion I had when I was watching those episodes.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Hmph

May 4, 2011

I hate it when I have procrastinated so much, that I start actually thinking about things.

Sometimes, I wish I did things a bit differently.

I miss so many people. Fucking Awesome people at that.

Life sucks sometimes.

On the bright side, I’m going to see Hugh Laurie tonight 🙂

So, I’m back in Birmingham for the week, and what I thought was going to be a nice easy relaxing week, it’s been everything but really.

Yesterday and Tuesday, I decided to help my Grandad with the work he had to do. He has a really powerful power washer, and every few years he power washes his drive down. It’s quite disgusting how dirty they get, watching the dirt almost peel off the brickwork makes you realise how dirty rain is (Note to self:Never drink rain). The first day was pretty easy, we did about half of the drive, and I wasn’t aching too much. Just my feet were a bit sore and very cold and wet. However, yesterday I was in complete agony. I had been washing the drive and I wasn’t keeping track of how long I was arched over (the power washer hoze isn’t that big, so I had to bend down to get close to the brick work). When I straightened up, my back clicked and I was in absolute pain. So, needless to say today I’m really suffering with my back and any slight movement that I don’t mentally prepare myself for.

Today I finally got my 3rd haircut of the year and it is by far the best one I have had yet. Although it was on the pricey side of £21.50, my Mum paid for it so I didn’t mind, but I can honestly say that I think it was worth it. I got it cut at Jacks Of London and when I arrived the guy asked me if I wanted a beer. I was a bit confused, and looked around and noticed everyone else was drinking Stella. Yeah, that’s right. A hair salon that gives you beer for free! Unfortunately I can’t stand beer so I gave it a miss and decided to stick with my  bottle of cherry coke. On the wall they had 3 atleast 32inch Televisions, tonnes of typical ‘lads’ magazines. Then I noticed they had Xbox 360’s with stools and on one of them was Fifa, and they also had Halo on the other. I’m not sure what was on the third one, but it was definitely a racing game of some description. I genuinely died and though I had ended up in heaven, it was like a complete lads club, but some sort of elite club where girls aren’t welcome! I didn’t really have the chance to play or watch anything, because the second I sat down somebody was there ready to cut my hair, which may I add they did a really good job in doing so. What I also liked about it, is they didn’t try to force an awkward conversation out of you. The guy asked me what I wanted doing to my hair and that was it. It was nice just to sit there and not have to answer probing questions, and there was none of that awkwardness that’s always there when the hairdresser doesn’t know what to ask any more. And, they had some kind of jukebox-esque music playlist going on, because every few songs the receptionist guy would shout ‘ANY REQUESTS?!’. Someone must have suggested Mr Blue Sky coz that came on. Also, my hair actually looks really good, but then again, I’m not fussy anyway so it could look terrible to everybody else.

This afternoon, I also managed to fix my WhatPulse which has broken for a long time. No matter what, I couldn’t get it to Pulse and kept getting an unknown server errror. After some tweaking, I managed to pulse 1.2 million keys!

Hello!

April 18, 2011

So, I’m back in Birmingham for the week to do some work and to see the WWE at the NEC, which passed last Saturday. That was absolutely amazing, words can’t begin to express how brilliant it was. I have nothing but admiration for the Superstars that wrestle every day of the week for the fans, because it must take a serious toll on their bodies.

Watching Monday night RAW on the TV is entertaining, I still sit on the edge of my seat when Sin Cara is jumping off ropes, when John Cena is getting his butt kicked by The Miz. But actually being there, hearing the slams, the slaps and the shouts really brings home just how much pain they can tolerate. I know they do moves so they hurt as little as possible, but there is still impact. There is also one thing you would never be able to get watching it on the television, and that would be the atmosphere!

The whole night was amazing. Luckily, I have a freaking’ awesome girlfriend who was on call within seconds to wire me some money. Lets not beat around the bush here, WWE is expensive. £25 for a t-shirt! I have a life rule where I pay no more than £20 for any t-shirt that I would wear on a day to day basis but the new John Cena tee is a must have, and they fact that they only come round once a year meant I had to get one. Needless to say, I owe my girlfriend big time for saving my ass, cos now I have a colour of the fruity pebble spectrum to wear 😉

Luckily, Kirsty managed to bring a really good digital camera with her so we managed to get some HD videos and really good quality pictures to remember the night by, but we have decided that this is definitely going to be a yearly thing, seeing as we both like wrestling so much!

Now that WWE tour has been and gone, the next thing I get to look forward to is seeing Hugh Laurie perform some blues in London in two weeks time! I seriously cannot wait for this, and didn’t realise just how soon it was! His new album drops soon which I’m really looking forward to.

In other news, I have finally applied to be a Special Constable, which is essentially policing without getting paid. I got talking to two officers on the train, which I’m not sure is destiny or just a stike of luck. They basically told me not to worry so much, because what do I have to lose, at the end of the day? When I eventually hear off them, I’m going to start training in the gym. I need to be able to lift 37kgs, which I think is completely inaccurate. That’s like the weight of a small child so I’m going to assume the officer who told me is wrong and it is actually 73kgs, which would be much more accurate/believable.

I’m back

April 11, 2011

Well hullo there.

After a brief spell away from the blog-osphere, I have returned with nothing much to say at all.

I’ve been thinking a little bit recently about joining the Police as a Special Constable. Reasons for applying

  • Right now, I feel as though I exist. I don’t feel I have a life, really. I mean, yeah, I do things. Very few of them particularly good, or of any benefit to others. I’ve always been the kind of person who likes to help others out somehow, and many of the things I have tried haven’t really worked as well as I had hoped up until this point in time.
  • It would be freaking awesome to do it, and I would learn ALOT

Reasons NOT to bother applying

  • It’s just going to be another failing attempt to add to my ever growing list of things I attempt, and fail at.
  • Am I man enough, I mean, really?
  • It would require me to get fit, and I mean gym fit. I would definitely need to work out a lot.
  • Danger

Meh, who knows. It’s probably just going to be a phase and tomorrow, I will be over it.

 

 

Rebecca Black

March 19, 2011

You know what, all I have to say on that matter is fair play to her.

Shes chasing her dream of being a singer, and not letting haters get in her way. I’m not saying that ‘Friday’ is the best song ever, but I think she has certainly achieved her goal. It’s been in my head for nearly a week now, and I find myself singing it, and often listening to it.

It’s funny how all the girls can like Justin Bieber, but despise Rebecca Black, the 13-year-old singer who has just released her first ever song. I hated Bieber at first, but now he has produced a fair few songs, I like his recent single ‘Love Me’. It’s a nice version of a classic, autotuned to the max. I think I smell a bit of jealousy in the air here.

 

First time in a while

March 15, 2011

I can’t remember the last time I took a picture of myself. The last picture I used as a picture of MYSELF and just me was one my girlfriend took two years ago in spain. I find it weird taking pictures of myself. I’m not sure wether it’s because I see it as a really vein thing to do but I think I know why, I look dreadful!

Home

March 11, 2011

I miss home.

If I had a big enough suitcase, I would go back right now.

Fuck it, I might just take the essentials. Xbox, games, laptop and a few clothes.