Hello all, It's been a while (a year come april) and a lot has happened and a lot has changed in that time so where to begin. Well, for a start, the family member in my last post has died (he was diagnosed in January and died on May 10th, the day before my first major exam (silver lining: he wasn't suffering for long and he was looked after by my parents throughout, plus everyone was there for him. From what I hear, the send-off was fitting. I didn't make it as the funeral was on the day I flew to Austria, he effectively banned me from turning up as he didn't want to ruin my holiday there.))
Me and my girlfriend have been to Kenya on a holiday, which was incredible. If you wanna look at pictures, then look at my flickr photostream http://www.flickr.com/photos/52810304@N06 here :-p
I started my 2nd year at uni and have taken up modules which I've been looking forward to, especially Forensic Anthropology and Archaeology. All I ask is that you don't call me Bones because of it!
So why am I writing this up at 3am? Is it because I can't sleep? Well, yeah that has something to do with it, unless I sleep type. Is it because I have something on my mind? Yes, yes it is. Is it because I'm hungry? No.
The thing that's on my mind is Depression. Now, I wouldn't say I'm depressed as some people I know, but I do go through phases. The doctor suspects I have S.A.D although it hasn't been confirmed, mainly due to me not organising any follow up appointments, but hey-ho that's life. My moods are weird, right now I think I'm going through a down phase and just feel quite shit tbh, but I know that in a week or a couple of days it will pass and I will be cheery again.
People who know me keep asking what is wrong, and that's the worst part. I can't really tell them what's the matter with me, or why I'm pretty down as I just don't know.
And with that unloaded I feel like I should get to bed as I'm up again in 4 hours for about 10 hours of lecture. Happy days (starting with Evolution :-D)
as my dad would say... Keep Smiling
Wednesday, 2 February 2011
Tuesday, 30 March 2010
Just a thought
ok, here's me looking at the worst case scenario. But guess what's been on my mind lately, for some odd reason.
7 Defective Genes
1 rebellious cell not obeying the PCD function.
1 Cell's ironic quest for immortality
1 family mourning
It's unreal how something so small, so minute as a single chemical, which is either there or not, can cause so much pain, fear and anger in the world.
7 Defective Genes
1 rebellious cell not obeying the PCD function.
1 Cell's ironic quest for immortality
1 family mourning
It's unreal how something so small, so minute as a single chemical, which is either there or not, can cause so much pain, fear and anger in the world.
Thursday, 11 March 2010
Edduekayshunn
It's been almost 2 months since myself and fellow students could start re-applying for free monies, and it got me thinking. It's a question that has been on my mind for quite some time now, ever since the news was announced really, about the govenments view on higher education and the funding towards it. My question is simple so if you can answer it feel free, the question is thus:
What..........the HELL do the government think they are doing?
They have cut the budget by £449 million (or £51 million less than half a billion to give some context) and yet are still urging people to go to uni. This is going to have one hell of a knock on effect. The reason why I am ranting here is because the govenment (ok, I use that term too freely, it's not the whole government I'm angry at here, just the Higher Education Funding Council) have decided that they need to save money due to the economy. By saving money they can help rebuild the economy.
Bollocks I say!
By making more cuts it means that universities are going to have to cut the amount of places available to study, and even stop some of their courses altogether. On top of that universities will also put their fees up. Which is bad as most students struggle to live on their loans as it is (when you get books, equipment, rent etc.)
The repercussions of this decision to cut costs will spread out across a couple of generations. Less students means less skills being taught, which means less qualified people which means there are not enough doctors, nurses, scientists, teachers, business managers (both domestic and overseas) etc. I'm willing to bet that in the future the HEFC and possibly even Prime Minister Bruce Dickinon will be complaining saying there are not enough qualified people in this country doing important jobs and we should be encouraged to go to university and higher education.
If I want to be encouraged to do something I want to have the reassurance that what I'm going to do is going to be long term. Hell, I've already had a scare this year when I found out the course I'm doing was looked at as one of the courses the university might have wanted to cut. If they did, it would mean I've wasted 2 years here and got nothing to show for it. I Probably wouldn't have been able to transfer my grades and I would have to start from scratch.
I'm willing to make a bet of £5 that, in the future, the government (or the HEFC) blames the people for not embracing higher education and makes us feel ashamed.
Why only £5? I'm a student, it's all I can afford.
C.
*ninja edit* If you see any flaws above, feel free to comment on where I went wrong. If you're going to be an ignorant sod and completely deflate this post, well, I hope you lose both your arms and get an itchy bum-hole.
What..........the HELL do the government think they are doing?
They have cut the budget by £449 million (or £51 million less than half a billion to give some context) and yet are still urging people to go to uni. This is going to have one hell of a knock on effect. The reason why I am ranting here is because the govenment (ok, I use that term too freely, it's not the whole government I'm angry at here, just the Higher Education Funding Council) have decided that they need to save money due to the economy. By saving money they can help rebuild the economy.
Bollocks I say!
By making more cuts it means that universities are going to have to cut the amount of places available to study, and even stop some of their courses altogether. On top of that universities will also put their fees up. Which is bad as most students struggle to live on their loans as it is (when you get books, equipment, rent etc.)
The repercussions of this decision to cut costs will spread out across a couple of generations. Less students means less skills being taught, which means less qualified people which means there are not enough doctors, nurses, scientists, teachers, business managers (both domestic and overseas) etc. I'm willing to bet that in the future the HEFC and possibly even Prime Minister Bruce Dickinon will be complaining saying there are not enough qualified people in this country doing important jobs and we should be encouraged to go to university and higher education.
If I want to be encouraged to do something I want to have the reassurance that what I'm going to do is going to be long term. Hell, I've already had a scare this year when I found out the course I'm doing was looked at as one of the courses the university might have wanted to cut. If they did, it would mean I've wasted 2 years here and got nothing to show for it. I Probably wouldn't have been able to transfer my grades and I would have to start from scratch.
I'm willing to make a bet of £5 that, in the future, the government (or the HEFC) blames the people for not embracing higher education and makes us feel ashamed.
Why only £5? I'm a student, it's all I can afford.
C.
*ninja edit* If you see any flaws above, feel free to comment on where I went wrong. If you're going to be an ignorant sod and completely deflate this post, well, I hope you lose both your arms and get an itchy bum-hole.
Wednesday, 10 March 2010
An open letter to a bad driver
This has been posted on facebook, but sod it, thought I might as well post it here as well.
Dear Cunty McCunterton III of Cuntsville, Virginia.
The only reason why I presume you live in Virginia is because of how you were driving along the M6 near towards Stoke-on-Trent, England, UK.
First of all, allow me to apologise for my lack of ability to phase-shift through solid objects. It would appear that, as I was in the fast lane overtaking 4 Lorries, with a crash barrier on the right hand side, I was merely dawdling. In fact I was within the speed limit, maybe a unit or 2 over but that is irrelevant to you. I was in your way, which is why you must have flashed your lights. To warn me to get out of the way.
But here's the thing, due to my lack of phase-shifting abilities I could not go anywhere, let alone take my car with me. If I had attempted to do that I would end up either 4 inches thick (which would do wonders to my weight loss plan) on one side or resembled something made by Damien Hirst due to a crash barrier on the other. This is why I stood my ground and sped up a tiny bit so you were not able to see which colour of underwear I was wearing (blue, in case you're interested. With a worrying brown streak after seeing how close you got, not matter, I class it as a 'go-faster stripe'"
Secondly, why did you flash me? If you knew me at all you would know I can be a stubborn person and when somebody tries to scare me off the road, then I piss them off. That is why after you had kept your distance I slowed down so I was going *just* faster than the Lorries. I did not see anyone else complain, It could have been the fact that the government had decided to give out free Xanax for everyone and they were happy. Or maybe it was due to the roadwork’s we were stuck in with 50MPH emblazoned everywhere and average speed cameras dotted bout the place! Either way, I was not moving, so flashing me was useless (and quite rude, IMHO.)
Thirdly, why on earth did you start following me? Was it because I lacked the ability to phase-shift and travel THROUGH solid metal moving at 45-50mph? Was it because you were REALLY curious about the colour of my underwear? or was it because you just wanted to apologise to me for being a cunt? I shall never know as I never stopped. I wanted to at a couple of service stations, but as soon as I indicated, so did you. This made me uneasy and so I kept on travelling. Of course, things got really silly when you thought you could out-smart me and UNDERTAKE the lorry in the middle lane. He was there for a reason and that reason was the little reliant robin tootling along. Oh how red your face was when you discovered that, though I'm not sure if it was humiliation or anger.
At this point Sir, I feel I must point out that you were driving a clapped out Volvo Hatchback (F or K reg, I'm not sure) and were not driving the latest Cock-rocket you thought you were. May I give you a few tips to help you through life.
Calm down, your blood pressure will thank you
Untie you tie and don't let it strangle you
Notice the traffic ahead, and take positive actions to avoid accidents
Time your journey, If you are going to be late and let people know
Slow Down - feel better knowing that you're less likely to kill.
An easy way to remember this acronym is realise it also describes a certain genre of people who earn a 'special' place in my heart. C.U.N.T.S.
You were not in a brand new BMW. You were not in the latest Audi. For god's sake man, you weren't even in a mercedes van! You were in a clapped out Volvo hatch-back which I'm nigh-on sure had it's spare tire on!!!
Stop it, just Stop it, you're being silly.
Yours Sincerely
C
Dear Cunty McCunterton III of Cuntsville, Virginia.
The only reason why I presume you live in Virginia is because of how you were driving along the M6 near towards Stoke-on-Trent, England, UK.
First of all, allow me to apologise for my lack of ability to phase-shift through solid objects. It would appear that, as I was in the fast lane overtaking 4 Lorries, with a crash barrier on the right hand side, I was merely dawdling. In fact I was within the speed limit, maybe a unit or 2 over but that is irrelevant to you. I was in your way, which is why you must have flashed your lights. To warn me to get out of the way.
But here's the thing, due to my lack of phase-shifting abilities I could not go anywhere, let alone take my car with me. If I had attempted to do that I would end up either 4 inches thick (which would do wonders to my weight loss plan) on one side or resembled something made by Damien Hirst due to a crash barrier on the other. This is why I stood my ground and sped up a tiny bit so you were not able to see which colour of underwear I was wearing (blue, in case you're interested. With a worrying brown streak after seeing how close you got, not matter, I class it as a 'go-faster stripe'"
Secondly, why did you flash me? If you knew me at all you would know I can be a stubborn person and when somebody tries to scare me off the road, then I piss them off. That is why after you had kept your distance I slowed down so I was going *just* faster than the Lorries. I did not see anyone else complain, It could have been the fact that the government had decided to give out free Xanax for everyone and they were happy. Or maybe it was due to the roadwork’s we were stuck in with 50MPH emblazoned everywhere and average speed cameras dotted bout the place! Either way, I was not moving, so flashing me was useless (and quite rude, IMHO.)
Thirdly, why on earth did you start following me? Was it because I lacked the ability to phase-shift and travel THROUGH solid metal moving at 45-50mph? Was it because you were REALLY curious about the colour of my underwear? or was it because you just wanted to apologise to me for being a cunt? I shall never know as I never stopped. I wanted to at a couple of service stations, but as soon as I indicated, so did you. This made me uneasy and so I kept on travelling. Of course, things got really silly when you thought you could out-smart me and UNDERTAKE the lorry in the middle lane. He was there for a reason and that reason was the little reliant robin tootling along. Oh how red your face was when you discovered that, though I'm not sure if it was humiliation or anger.
At this point Sir, I feel I must point out that you were driving a clapped out Volvo Hatchback (F or K reg, I'm not sure) and were not driving the latest Cock-rocket you thought you were. May I give you a few tips to help you through life.
Calm down, your blood pressure will thank you
Untie you tie and don't let it strangle you
Notice the traffic ahead, and take positive actions to avoid accidents
Time your journey, If you are going to be late and let people know
Slow Down - feel better knowing that you're less likely to kill.
An easy way to remember this acronym is realise it also describes a certain genre of people who earn a 'special' place in my heart. C.U.N.T.S.
You were not in a brand new BMW. You were not in the latest Audi. For god's sake man, you weren't even in a mercedes van! You were in a clapped out Volvo hatch-back which I'm nigh-on sure had it's spare tire on!!!
Stop it, just Stop it, you're being silly.
Yours Sincerely
C
Monday, 30 November 2009
My Own Personal Hell
Osama bin Laden
Circle I Limbo
Creationists
Circle II Whirling in a Dark & Stormy Wind
Steve Jobs
Circle III Mud, Rain, Cold, Hail & Snow
Bill Gates
Circle IV Rolling Weights
PETA Members
Circle V Stuck in Mud, Mangled
River Styx
Militant Vegans
Circle VI Buried for Eternity
River Phlegyas
Scientologists
Circle VII Burning Sands
General asshats
Circle IIX Immersed in Excrement
Parents who bring squalling brats to R-rated movies
Circle IX Frozen in Ice
Friday, 24 July 2009
Swine flu and media hype
It was only a matter of time before a blog like this came along.
Today I heard on the news that swine flu is yet again spreading, more people are getting sick, Tamiflu is being recommended and even being hailed as a cure for Swine Flu, so say the newsreaders and the Media.
I for one am a bit pissed off with this as Tamiflu is just the pharmacutical equivalent of Beechams. It is NOT a cure, all it does is lesson the effects of the swine-flu.
So, if you have a snotty nose, a sore throat and a bad cough, you will have to suffer that for about 5 days while the virus runs it's course (before your immune system will kick it's ass.) If you get given a course of Tamiflu you will have a not-so-snotty nose, a not-so-sore throat and an annoying cough for 4 days.
Oh, but I forgot to mention the side effects of it, or rather, the main one.
Nausea
Bad nausea at that
So, even though the effects of the symptoms are reduced and it can take up to a day off them. It will leave you feeling like throwing your guts up until you stop taking it (which is something like 2 weeks)
And as an extra note, my mam is a nurse, she has witnessed people PRETENDING to have swine flu, or at least pretending they have the effects, so they can give it to their kids saying "take this and you won't have swine flu"
I propose we introduce licences for breeding if this is the mentality of parents "take this symptom reducer and you will not get the disease"
ah, I feel I am deviating from the main point of this, which is MEDIA!!!! STOP FUCKING AROUND AND TELL THE TRUTH, TAMIFLU IS NOT A CURE!!!! AND IT MAKES YOU WANT TO VOMIT FOR THE DURATION YOU TAKE IT!!!!
I'd rather have the 5 day flu
Today I heard on the news that swine flu is yet again spreading, more people are getting sick, Tamiflu is being recommended and even being hailed as a cure for Swine Flu, so say the newsreaders and the Media.
I for one am a bit pissed off with this as Tamiflu is just the pharmacutical equivalent of Beechams. It is NOT a cure, all it does is lesson the effects of the swine-flu.
So, if you have a snotty nose, a sore throat and a bad cough, you will have to suffer that for about 5 days while the virus runs it's course (before your immune system will kick it's ass.) If you get given a course of Tamiflu you will have a not-so-snotty nose, a not-so-sore throat and an annoying cough for 4 days.
Oh, but I forgot to mention the side effects of it, or rather, the main one.
Nausea
Bad nausea at that
So, even though the effects of the symptoms are reduced and it can take up to a day off them. It will leave you feeling like throwing your guts up until you stop taking it (which is something like 2 weeks)
And as an extra note, my mam is a nurse, she has witnessed people PRETENDING to have swine flu, or at least pretending they have the effects, so they can give it to their kids saying "take this and you won't have swine flu"
I propose we introduce licences for breeding if this is the mentality of parents "take this symptom reducer and you will not get the disease"
ah, I feel I am deviating from the main point of this, which is MEDIA!!!! STOP FUCKING AROUND AND TELL THE TRUTH, TAMIFLU IS NOT A CURE!!!! AND IT MAKES YOU WANT TO VOMIT FOR THE DURATION YOU TAKE IT!!!!
I'd rather have the 5 day flu
Wednesday, 8 July 2009
chain letters and my response
Today on facebook, somebody posted a chain mail. Now, I haven't had one of those in a long time and I welcome it. In fact, I shall respond to it thusly:
To all Chain-Mail Senders
I'd like to thank all of you who have taken the time and trouble to send me your damn chain letters over the few years. Thank you for making me feel safe, secure, blessed, and wealthy.
Because of your concern...I no longer can drink Coca Cola because it can remove toilet stains. I no longer drink Pepsi or Dr Pepper since the people who make these products are atheists who refuse to put "Under God" on their cans. I no longer drink anything out of a can because I will get sick from the rat feces and urine.I no longer use Saran wrap in the microwave because it causes cancer. I no longer check the coin return on pay phones because I could get pricked with a needle infected with AIDS. I no longer use cancer causing deodorants even though I smell like a water buffalo on a hot day.
I no longer go to shopping malls because someone will drug me with a perfume sample and rob me. I no longer receive packages from UPS or FedEx since they are actually Al Qaida in disguise. I no longer shop at Target since they are French and don't support our American troops.I no longer answer the phone because someone will ask me to dial a stupid number for which I will get the phone bill from hell with calls to Jamaica, Uganda, Singapore, and Uzbekistan.I no longer eat KFC because their chickens are actually horrible mutant freaks with no eyes or feathers.
I no longer date the opposite sex because they will take my kidneys and leave me taking a nap in a bathtub full of ice.I no longer have any sneakers -- but that will change once I receive my free replacement pair from Nike. I no longer buy expensive cookies from Neiman Marcus since I now have their recipe.
I no longer worry about my soul because I have 363,214 angels looking out for me. I no longer have any savings because I gave it to a sick girl who is about to die in the hospital (for the 1,387,258th time).I no longer have any money at all, but that will change once I receive the $15,000 that Microsoft and AOL are sending me for participating in their special e-mail program. Yes, I want to thank all of you soooooooo much for looking out for me!
I will now return the favor. If you don't send this e-mail to at least 1200 people in the next 60 seconds, a large bird with diarrhea will crap on your head at 5:00 PM this afternoon and the fleas of a thousand camels will infest your armpits. I know this will occur because it actually happened to a friend of a friend of a friend.
Yours Sincerely
C
To all Chain-Mail Senders
I'd like to thank all of you who have taken the time and trouble to send me your damn chain letters over the few years. Thank you for making me feel safe, secure, blessed, and wealthy.
Because of your concern...I no longer can drink Coca Cola because it can remove toilet stains. I no longer drink Pepsi or Dr Pepper since the people who make these products are atheists who refuse to put "Under God" on their cans. I no longer drink anything out of a can because I will get sick from the rat feces and urine.I no longer use Saran wrap in the microwave because it causes cancer. I no longer check the coin return on pay phones because I could get pricked with a needle infected with AIDS. I no longer use cancer causing deodorants even though I smell like a water buffalo on a hot day.
I no longer go to shopping malls because someone will drug me with a perfume sample and rob me. I no longer receive packages from UPS or FedEx since they are actually Al Qaida in disguise. I no longer shop at Target since they are French and don't support our American troops.I no longer answer the phone because someone will ask me to dial a stupid number for which I will get the phone bill from hell with calls to Jamaica, Uganda, Singapore, and Uzbekistan.I no longer eat KFC because their chickens are actually horrible mutant freaks with no eyes or feathers.
I no longer date the opposite sex because they will take my kidneys and leave me taking a nap in a bathtub full of ice.I no longer have any sneakers -- but that will change once I receive my free replacement pair from Nike. I no longer buy expensive cookies from Neiman Marcus since I now have their recipe.
I no longer worry about my soul because I have 363,214 angels looking out for me. I no longer have any savings because I gave it to a sick girl who is about to die in the hospital (for the 1,387,258th time).I no longer have any money at all, but that will change once I receive the $15,000 that Microsoft and AOL are sending me for participating in their special e-mail program. Yes, I want to thank all of you soooooooo much for looking out for me!
I will now return the favor. If you don't send this e-mail to at least 1200 people in the next 60 seconds, a large bird with diarrhea will crap on your head at 5:00 PM this afternoon and the fleas of a thousand camels will infest your armpits. I know this will occur because it actually happened to a friend of a friend of a friend.
Yours Sincerely
C
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