All hail the 'C' student

That's it. I'm too average. All my marks at the moment appear to be hovering around the 60% for Psychology. I think the average is just below that, but that's dulling. A 2:2 student, I appear to be. Woo-hoo. I'll pull my socks up for this semester. And my pants.

Honestly

I'm not tired. Honestly. Brains...more. Alright, I am tired. My thinking is way off, and the way that my timetable is done really doesn't leave much for a decent night's sleep in the week because a) sharing a single bed with two people is difficult, no matter what (unless one of those sleeping is the size of a teddy bear, but that's not very likely), b) having a lesson end 7PM the day before and then having to get up 7AM the following day isn't very practical and c) things look better when you talk in threes. If that makes sense.

I hope I get entered into that Pro Evo Soccer 3 competition. And then I win 'ha ha'. If only I didn't have to mope around for 1-and-a-bit hours...it's quite the bitch living so far away.

It's easier to do something when you've got something to do

So true. So very true. It's strange; when I was working at the fair (and will be again, most likely situation), I hankered to be doing something else. Learning an instrument, kicking arse, giving me some form of creative output. Now I don't have a job, and more free time, I just can't. Of course, with my mum nagging away at me for spending any dollar, that doesn't help, but still, it seems better when it's some form of rebellion. Just like, well, everything ever, really.

Milk: The King Of Drink

It is. I know I've got to drink a lot of the stuff now since some of my medicines can give me osteoporosis (Bone problems), but full-cream milk is the shiznit. It's great. I still don't know if I'm allergic to it, but it is the follow up to any biscuit or flapjack or cake or whatever. Yay milk.

Quick, make a purchase

Okay: book checklists are stupid. Because they cost money. Mind, I only spend £50 max a semester for getting books and stuff. At least I barely have to do much this semester: something for the BRAIN and something for cognitive stuff. Alright, I got Gregory Horror Show so I could get free delivery, but at least I'm trying? Right? No? Cox. I now must do the obligatory 'put at least one picture in your post so more people will spend time looking at the damn site'. Ahem.

Right, this makes sense now

Wow, that's a messy post below. One day, I think I'll be in a tribute band.

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DAMN YOU SEDIATONN

Yelpin' in pain

I guess 'whatever doesn't kill you, can only make you stronger'* is something I should be paying attention to. But Christ, this hurts bad. Stupid hospital.

* - try telling that to the guy with no arms. Go on. Dares ya.

#The Love I Have Won't Go Away#

Erm...I don't think this week is going to go down as one of the greatest...

But alas, I think I may actually like Maths. Quick, somebody shoot me; I'm still not sure I should have taken Psychology over it when going to uni (especially since I got a 'C' in Maths at A-Level and an 'E' in Psychology). Maybe I'll do some Maths course after this degree, or just change my mind in accordance to my exam results at the end of the year. Which I don't think will be too promising since one of the modules introduced for this semester seems to be biology based. Sheeet...

Favouritism against you

Right, my last post made little sense, so I'm pretty confused as I right this; if you can't understand, knob.

I don't understand where the hell I'm supposed to fit in with my family. Either it's me, or I am probably a victim of favouritism in my family. Which may seem petty, but it's too difficult too ignore. My sister gets favouritism for being the only girl in the house (bar my mum, of course). My younger brother gets favouritism for having CF all his life. Ray gets it for his troubles, whilst my older brother doesn't live with us.

Our room is a crock of shite, to be polite. It's the storage ground for many things, we've got two tatty old cupboards (whilst everybody else has nice, large ones), nowhere to put books, one desk (which has always been taken by Ray, regardless of not even being in education now). It's pretty sucky having parents who don't actually pay attention, but what can you do?

Adam's 'Psychological Observation' for the day

On 'The Wright Stuff' this morn (I don't usually watch it, but Dave Gorman was one of the panelists, so...there), they were talking about getting more people to participate in sports, hopefully being incited by the bid for the Olympics. I theorise (oh yes) that people don't exercise because they don't feel the need to, regardless of even really lazy people thinking that (like I). They know that at any time, technically, that they could just waltz outside and go jogging for however long possible. But they won't. Because they know that they can do that 'at any time'. If they felt restricted, like if they had practically no spare time, they would.

I thought that was going somewhere and I've forgotten what I've just thought about. Poosticks.

Wheeze

I've got a blocked nose, pressure around the eyes, but I'm not made out of glass. Also, my jaw hurts like hell and I've got an annoying headache. This is so badly pissing me off. Nobbles.

Anyway, room tidying is still 'a bitch', since sharing a room has always been troublesome. Deciding on who gets what is one thing, but not having any storage space is another, and the third thing being that nobody ever chucks anything out because 'it can be used again', or something. The room needs serious rennovation (sic). Out.

I could, but I don't wanna

Updated links. Man, Vick's Inhalers are good. In a bad way.

I am going to spend more time at FACT next term. Oh yessy indeedy. That, and enter Pro Evolution Soccer 3 league. And win it. Out.

'Headache with pictures'

Krist! Nearly 15GB of music on the PC. Lots! And loads of stuff I never knew was there (Sigur Ros, Add n to [x], The Rapture, The Strokes, Mogwai, Godspeed You! Black Emperor and even the album I wanted, Cat Power's 'You are Free'). But what else? Still no work experience (no thanks to ex-teacher, I need info, damnit!), coursework needs starting, games that need completing, people to contact and Japanese to learn. Lummee.

Live like no-one's watching

Happy New Year, apparently. Nothing much, there: my loved spent the night at mine. I suppose it is a little daunting to wake up in a house of seven people (one of which you only really know), but experience helps 'something'. Don't know what. Holidays: spent watching so many films I've never seen before (The Breakfast Club, Grease, What Women Want, Castaway, half of 'The Grinch' and some others), cussing the ever-broken PlayStation2, cussing bad luck on Viewtiful Joe and attempting to start work. Doing sod all, then.

Need to play drums