Painting

Hi all!

We had an Inset day on Friday, so I decided to paint my room!

Good, eh? Not that most of you knew what it was like before...

I think it went fairly well, and the bonus is my room now looks twice the size, AND I've got a double bed. Double beds are good. I like double beds.

The con- my room is permeated with the smell of gloss. Now, I'm not averse to the smell of solvent based paint (it's not THAT bad), but every time the gloss is done in the house, and I can smell it, I wake up with a hangover. It's worse than a regular hangover, too. 

Gah, what else has happened this week? Not a great deal, actually... I sat down here with masses to write, but I can't remember any of it. 

OH, that's it. I'M GOING TO LEEDS. Not the city, the Festival, in August. Good eh? I'm massively excited for it. (I adore the Foo Fighters and Gaslight Anthem)

The grading at TKD is coming up soon, so I need to whip my classes into shape before I spend an entire Sunday shouting at them, ad giving out shiny new belts to the worthy.

Until next time.

Spontaneousness

I'm getting steadily worse at this, aren't I? Very well, from hereonin, I will update on Sundays, so I (in theory) have the whole week to write about! Good eh?

So, today I was pulled out of my usual It's-Sunday-Let's-Do-Nothing mindset by a call from a Mr William Gough telling me to 'be spontaneous' and 'seize the day'. Now, I live in a small village on the outskirts of the middle of nowhere. There isn't much to be spontaneous with or about. So, we wandered around with Lauren in tow (who should have been doing her art!) and filmed random things.

As Sod's Law of Cameras states, you only film the boring bits and miss the exciting bits. I'm afraid that's exactly what we did. Only there weren't many exciting bits. I do live in a small village on the outskirts of the middle of nowhere, where the most exciting thing to happen is the annual Welldressing Festival ("not to be missed!"- The Daily Day "The highlight of the social calender!"-Villages Bi-Monthly "Five stars!"- The Village Voice "What?"- The Times) In light of this, I don't even know what we did. We just walked around, and things happened. That's as much as I can remember, and it was only an hour ago. Either way, it will be in a V-Log (vlog?) At some point, and I'll link you if it's not too embarrassing.

January A-Level results cam out on Thursday (shock, horror). It's times like that when you realise how different GCSEs and A-Levels are. I wish I was doing GCSEs again; year 10s and 11s, take note.

It's time I got thinking about uni. Yes, I want to go. Yes, I'll be poor for the rest of my life, but hey. I'll have MPhys after my name, and that's damn cool. Top three at the moment:

1) Lancaster
2) Leicester
3) Leeds

No, I didn't just flick to the 'L' section of my prospectus library. They genuinely appeal the most to me. Durham does, too, but after my B in chemistry, the odds of me getting in there are slim at the very least.

I'm looking at (finally) getting ITF accredited for TKD instructing. I might start some kind of club at school in preparation...

Hey, by posting about school, I actually made a post relevant to the blog title! Sometimes, I even impress myself.

Until next time, folks.

Wow

Wow, it's a long time since I've posted anything. 


It's a case of 'my-life-has-suddenly-got-so-busy-I-don't-have-time-to-breathe', I'm afraid. Over the past week, I've done 9 hours of TKD (seven of those shouting. I mean teaching. Yes, teaching...), at least 6 hours of 'real work', and god-only-knows how much A-Level stuff. I haven't even had time to go on Skyrim, THAT'S how bad it's been. Oh, and I've had a driving lesson. 


So, yesterday I went to Pizza Express. Much better than Pizza Hut, in my humble opinion, especially the pepperoni pizza- 'American', I think they call it.
Why can't they just call it what it is? Margherita- Cheese and Tomato. American- Pepperoni. Fiorentina- Spinach and Egg (the hell is going on there?)


At least my EPQ has come on in leaps and bounds since last we spoke. I'm currently trawling through 15th Century fencing manuscripts, using my rudimentary understanding of Latin, and European languages derived from it. German- May as well be written in braille, for all I can understand of it, which is disappointing as the best fencing manuals were written in German. Ah well. 


Earlier, I changed the colour balance/saturation on my laptop. Everything is now neon. I'd take a screenshot, but your screen would display it normally, so there's not much point. It's safe to say, however, my laptop screen currently looks like an 80s disco, and I have yet to figure out how to fix it. Whatever I change it to just looks wrong; help would be much appreciated.


My current desk setup, however, makes me feel like an analyst;

From left, I have: 

-An extra screen set to 'Extended desktop'

-My laptop itself

-My iPad.

Three screens makes research so much easier than just one.

Until next time, folks.

63072000 Seconds

I really only have time for a super-fast post tonight, due to frenzied preparations for school. No post tomorrow, I'm at work from half three till nine (By the Light, how will I manage?) 


 As for now, today marks two years of me being with my girlfriend. Light, I never thought anyone could put up with me for so long. So here's to you, you amazing, beautiful, awesome girl. I love you Colleen, more than you could ever know. Hope you liked your present. 


In other news, I am now the proud owner of a bright yellow crossbow, courtesy of RED5, the best gadget shop I've ever come across. (I'm hoping they pay me for that plug, there) 


 Until next time, folks.

Vroom

Hello again folks! Just a quick one tonight.


So, I had my fist driving lesson today, which went infinitely better than I expected. Not only did I not stall, but I didn't crash, burn, or otherwise die horribly in a fiery cataclysm. So, all good.


Although, apparently I drive like a rally driver. I don't see much wrong with this, but apparently it is bad. Oh well, at least I look cool. 


For those of you doing your first lesson soon, it really isn't that bad at all. Cockpit check (sounds like I'm piloting a shuttle) and basic driving and steering. Also, it isn't as hard as it looks; no where near as bad, either. Just don't oversteer.


Until next time.

We Have Much To Discuss...

It seems as I realise I have more of a life, I post less. Either that, or I've spent the last few days weeping in frustration at our WiFi router, and hitting it with varying sizes of hammers. I'll leave you to work out which.


So, Monday: Go-Karting. At Wymeswold. For a mate's birthday. That was fun, despite my apparent incompetence (I came last, but I am secretly a plant the company puts there so everyone feels better about themselves when they don't come last. Or that's what I keep telling myself). Then we went back to his and played Portal 2 and ate lasagne. A good day was had by all.


Tuesday: Valentine's Day. I'll refrain from going all soppy (you have Sunday to look forward to for that), but it was a good day. I went over to my girlfriend's house (yes, ladies, I'm taken. Sorry and all that) and cooked her a meal, because I'm nice like that. I went far better than I expected it to, since I am more than less than incompetent in the kitchen. I might put the recipe up in a future post. It was good.


Valentine's Day also meant the completion and exchange of sockmonkeys. I was, after all, making it for my girlfriend. Mine is the badly done lilac one:

It wouldn't be manly to have done it well. Or that's what I keep telling myself. The stripy one (made by my girlfriend) is called Albert, the lilac one Lyra. 

They look so sweet together. It's a shame my hurried stitching is more suited to battlefield injuries. 


I know I said no posts on Wednesdays, but it is half term, so you can let me off.


Tomorrow I have my first driving lesson (*dramatic chord*) so I'll let you know how that went and what to expect and whatnot.


Until next time. 

λ

Ahoy there! I bet what with me not posting yesterday, you all thought I was up to something exciting and interesting. You'd be right.

I sat, for ten hours, and messed about with this;

It's a pen, right? Wrong. It's a LASER pen. A 532nm λ, 1mW, military grade laser pen. Teehee. Hours of fun, and it's green, not mainstream red. Of course, I did work, and went to TKD, but that was NOTHING compared to playing with a laser pen for hours on end. 

Speaking of work, I do graphic design for Derbyshire Dragons, and teach there too. For the graphic design end of things, Inkscape is the best program I've ever used. I'm currently doing new certificates, so that's consuming a lot of my time, along with sewing. Sewing is harder than it looks, and the sockmonkey I'm making looks distinctly... ragged. It's looking ever more like a voodoo-monkey. Only purple. Poor ragged sockmonkey.

I would have posted yesterday, but internet was being daft. Promise. I wasn't just playing with the laser.

Until next time.