Well i am now firmly in the grasp of A2 and the increasing work load and my willingness to do it would be at a strong negative correlation on a graph. Things started out fairly relaxed for the first few hours of my second year at college then it dawned on me that when all my teachers from last year said that "it's going to be a lot of hard work at A2" they wern't just trying to scare us all.
Not only do we have work to worry about, but i am in the process of filling in my UCAS application thing online which is almost as worrying. I thought it would be simple enough but it's full of riddles and confusing questions like "buzzword" and "dual nationality". It also requires four seperate security questions if, god forbid, you forget your password. Then after you have overcome the challenge of registering and logging in to UCAS you have to fill in many more separate forms. One of which may confuse you if you are planning to apply to university through UCAS. At the end of the 'Personal Details' section you are are asked whether or not you have any disabilities or special needs and there is a box provided if you do have a disability or special needs. I tried to leave it blank and finish of the form but it kept on telling me "Please select disability or special needs." At first i thought it might be some kind of underlying synonymous message but then after a couple of fustrated minutes i clicked on the list of disabilities and you had to select 'none' to go through instead of leaving the box blank.
The next challenge is going to be writing my personal statement. My first attempt at this just turned into a spiel about the books i have read and my fondness for English. Hopefully my second attempt will suffice and at the end of all this i will get into a university.
Sunday, 26 September 2010
Thursday, 9 September 2010
Although no one called for it i shall give my oppinion.
Every now and then I feel an urge to articulate my oppinion on a certain matter, this is usually what results in me writing a blog although sometimes I write them because I feel like I don't write them often enough.
Something that caught my attention in the media, particularly the american media, caused me to have some strong oppinions which I have decided to express in the form of this here blog. A man who goes by the name of Terry Jones who is a reverend in the U.S of A has decided that in memory of all those who perished in the 9/11 attack he will burn a few qurans in a field, what he hopes to achieve by this ignorant, shocking and basically retarded act i am not quite sure. What I am sure of is that it will cause indignation. I don't wish to dwell on this as I say it often enough but I am not a fan of religion at the best of times but here is just another prime example of how religion is used as a weapon. The amount of times religion has been reported to cause conflict on the news vastly outweighs the amount of times religion has been used to bring peace, when I come to think of it I can't think of any example when religion has been used to bring peace.
However the christian extremist Terry Jones isn't entirley to blame for this fiasco in my oppinion. What should of happened instead of the media giving him all this coverage and air time showing how hateful he is and giving islamic extremist's another reason to want to attack the west, they should have just ignored him and not acknowledged his existance, this way no one outside of his town would have found out about it and it wouldn't have given me or anyone else a reason to despise religion or the other thing which winds me up, american people portrayed by the media, who have little or no intelligence. Although it probably isn't true but what the media has shown me is that the vast majority of american people have no common sense or empathy at all, but like I said, the media only shows us what it wants to show us.
Peace!
Something that caught my attention in the media, particularly the american media, caused me to have some strong oppinions which I have decided to express in the form of this here blog. A man who goes by the name of Terry Jones who is a reverend in the U.S of A has decided that in memory of all those who perished in the 9/11 attack he will burn a few qurans in a field, what he hopes to achieve by this ignorant, shocking and basically retarded act i am not quite sure. What I am sure of is that it will cause indignation. I don't wish to dwell on this as I say it often enough but I am not a fan of religion at the best of times but here is just another prime example of how religion is used as a weapon. The amount of times religion has been reported to cause conflict on the news vastly outweighs the amount of times religion has been used to bring peace, when I come to think of it I can't think of any example when religion has been used to bring peace.
However the christian extremist Terry Jones isn't entirley to blame for this fiasco in my oppinion. What should of happened instead of the media giving him all this coverage and air time showing how hateful he is and giving islamic extremist's another reason to want to attack the west, they should have just ignored him and not acknowledged his existance, this way no one outside of his town would have found out about it and it wouldn't have given me or anyone else a reason to despise religion or the other thing which winds me up, american people portrayed by the media, who have little or no intelligence. Although it probably isn't true but what the media has shown me is that the vast majority of american people have no common sense or empathy at all, but like I said, the media only shows us what it wants to show us.
Peace!
Saturday, 21 August 2010
A few days off but oh well.
Well it has been over a year since i started writing blogs (i was hoping to write this exactly a year after my first blog but i forgot), so i thought this might be a good enough reason to write a blog as i struggle to find things to write about. I find myself in a similar state of mind to which i was many moons ago, as i am excited for the arrival of Leeds festival which is four days away from now.
So i shall use this blog to summarise my year (or what i can remember).
Once upon a time many eons ago i got bored and decided to write a blog, shortly after this i started college, after being at college for a few months i seem to recall a lot of snow and cold weather for an extended period of time, then my world was void of snow and things became slightly brighter and greener. After this happened i did some exams and then carried on with college until it ended for the year. I spent most of my summer doing nothing and getting out of bed in the afternoon. Amongst the excitment and busyness i celebrated my 17th birthday, in the weeks after this i received my leeds ticket in the post and got my AS exam results which phased me slightly but i got over it. Now i am writing this blog, and that was pretty much my year. I don't wish to bore you with further details but i shall be writing a blog soon and hopefully they will be coming more regularly than they have been this year.
So i shall use this blog to summarise my year (or what i can remember).
Once upon a time many eons ago i got bored and decided to write a blog, shortly after this i started college, after being at college for a few months i seem to recall a lot of snow and cold weather for an extended period of time, then my world was void of snow and things became slightly brighter and greener. After this happened i did some exams and then carried on with college until it ended for the year. I spent most of my summer doing nothing and getting out of bed in the afternoon. Amongst the excitment and busyness i celebrated my 17th birthday, in the weeks after this i received my leeds ticket in the post and got my AS exam results which phased me slightly but i got over it. Now i am writing this blog, and that was pretty much my year. I don't wish to bore you with further details but i shall be writing a blog soon and hopefully they will be coming more regularly than they have been this year.
Monday, 9 August 2010
Time to repent there is a God, his name is George Foreman!
Last wednesday was a wonderful day for me, twas my birthday and i turned 17 years of age and i received the ultimate coming of age present. My brother presented me with a gift which caused me to see the light! A George Foreman lean mean fat reducing grilling machine was the gift of choice and what a gift it was! Pretty much all my meals have been been created with the George Foreman lean mean fat reducing grilling machine since my birthday and with every meal my faith grows stronger.
Take a bacon barm for instance, an almighty breakfast in its crudest form but through the lean mean fat reducing grilling machine what you end up with is a god fearing sandwich, with the power to satisfy your hunger and tastebuds for at least an hour. I don't know how these magical things are achieved with the use of just a grill but there must be some kind of wizardry afoot. If you have read my previous blogs i'm sure you will have picked up on the fact that i am not a religous person you could go as far as saying i hate religion and all the gods that come with it. But then i was naive as i had not learnt the teachings of George Foreman and according to the leaflet that accompanys the grill which we will call George's bible for the sake of the blog you can pretty much grill anything. If you are not curious already, it get's better! Not only does it make all food i have grilled in it taste better, but it also is more healthy for you, as the title of the magical machine suggests. It gets rid of all the fat and drains it into a little plastic dish thing which shows you how much hate there has been crammed into one sausage.
If there is a God it is certainly Mr. George Foreman for making breakfast more enjoyable than i thought possible, which if i am being honest is all i wanted from a god anyway.
Take a bacon barm for instance, an almighty breakfast in its crudest form but through the lean mean fat reducing grilling machine what you end up with is a god fearing sandwich, with the power to satisfy your hunger and tastebuds for at least an hour. I don't know how these magical things are achieved with the use of just a grill but there must be some kind of wizardry afoot. If you have read my previous blogs i'm sure you will have picked up on the fact that i am not a religous person you could go as far as saying i hate religion and all the gods that come with it. But then i was naive as i had not learnt the teachings of George Foreman and according to the leaflet that accompanys the grill which we will call George's bible for the sake of the blog you can pretty much grill anything. If you are not curious already, it get's better! Not only does it make all food i have grilled in it taste better, but it also is more healthy for you, as the title of the magical machine suggests. It gets rid of all the fat and drains it into a little plastic dish thing which shows you how much hate there has been crammed into one sausage.
If there is a God it is certainly Mr. George Foreman for making breakfast more enjoyable than i thought possible, which if i am being honest is all i wanted from a god anyway.
Mobile phone? Mine is just a mobile calculator
A few days ago i was considering posting another blog about a random visit to Tescos on my Friday night, it would have been a general moan about how i was spending my friday night at 17 years of age in a Tesco, in the end i decided that the blog would probably be less interesting than my visit to Tescos as anticipating the arrival of terminal disease would be about as exciting as my visit to Tesco. Since Friday i have been feeling as though i should write another blog but nothing seemed to agrivate or amuse me enough to write one until i realised that my mobile phone causes me great agrivation almost everyday.
On average i will go through about 4 mobile phones per year, although it is not intentional, i'm not someone who believes they need a new one for each season or to be up to date with technology. The reason is that my phones seem to have a tendancy to die or get broken within a few months of me owning them. So the price of my mobiles have decreased steadily until now i believe i have spent the least amount of money possible without it being just a battery. Except the bastard of a phone might as well be just a battery as it can't do anything else other than emit light and even that isn't something i would count on it for. When i bought it (well my mother bought it) about three months ago i decided that i wanted to spend next to nothing for it as all i wanted it for was to ring and text. Today my phone will be lucky to do either of those things, its sole purpose is to be used as a telephone but it can't even do it, it isn't even worthy of being called a phone. Not only is it useless but i think it is conspiring against me. A few weeks ago i was walking home in the pitch black and everynow and then i would check my phone to see if someone was ringing me and for a bit of light, but every single time i pulled my phone out of my pocket, it had turned itself off. Then surprisingly it showed full battery so the only plausable explanation i could come up with was that it didn't want anyone to contact me. My suspicions have been confirmed since as it occasionally decides to turn itself off mid conversation and lets me receive other people's texts up to 2 weeks after they have sent them.
When i started this blog i decided that the only thing i could really rely on my phone for was being a calculator but now i have just discovered that it only does sums which amount to less than onemillion which means i could probably find a Korean child which is a more efficient and useful calculator.
On average i will go through about 4 mobile phones per year, although it is not intentional, i'm not someone who believes they need a new one for each season or to be up to date with technology. The reason is that my phones seem to have a tendancy to die or get broken within a few months of me owning them. So the price of my mobiles have decreased steadily until now i believe i have spent the least amount of money possible without it being just a battery. Except the bastard of a phone might as well be just a battery as it can't do anything else other than emit light and even that isn't something i would count on it for. When i bought it (well my mother bought it) about three months ago i decided that i wanted to spend next to nothing for it as all i wanted it for was to ring and text. Today my phone will be lucky to do either of those things, its sole purpose is to be used as a telephone but it can't even do it, it isn't even worthy of being called a phone. Not only is it useless but i think it is conspiring against me. A few weeks ago i was walking home in the pitch black and everynow and then i would check my phone to see if someone was ringing me and for a bit of light, but every single time i pulled my phone out of my pocket, it had turned itself off. Then surprisingly it showed full battery so the only plausable explanation i could come up with was that it didn't want anyone to contact me. My suspicions have been confirmed since as it occasionally decides to turn itself off mid conversation and lets me receive other people's texts up to 2 weeks after they have sent them.
When i started this blog i decided that the only thing i could really rely on my phone for was being a calculator but now i have just discovered that it only does sums which amount to less than onemillion which means i could probably find a Korean child which is a more efficient and useful calculator.
Sunday, 11 July 2010
People.....What a bunch of bastards!
Although you may be expecting some emo style, depressing, self sympathising lament i am afraid that this will not be the case. The title is a quote from I.T Crowd but is true if you were in the misanthropistic state of mind which i was this morning, but it wasn't only my mood this morning that caused me to decide this.
I was walking out of Pets At Home, the well known retail outlet for all your creatures needs, where i noticed a woman with a charity tub for an animal shelter. Almost every passer by emptied there pockets into the tub. But earlier on when walking out of Asda a person who had a collection for the elderly received nothing whilst i was passing by. Now i realise that this my be slightly bias because the majority of the people in Pets At Home will own a pet, but think for a moment, i bet the majority of the people walking out of Asda will probably know an elderly person who may need some care or help.
I also have noticed that the homeless man on the street with the scruffy jack russel on his lap will always get more money than the homeless man without the scruffy jack russel. Also recent polls have told us that the people who give money to animal charities vastly out weighs the amount of people who give to charities supporting other people. Now i'm not saying that animals don't need charities for them but when a dog getting a new home is more important than someone getting an organ transplant to someone in my oppinion you can tick them off as a complete bastard.
Peace.
I was walking out of Pets At Home, the well known retail outlet for all your creatures needs, where i noticed a woman with a charity tub for an animal shelter. Almost every passer by emptied there pockets into the tub. But earlier on when walking out of Asda a person who had a collection for the elderly received nothing whilst i was passing by. Now i realise that this my be slightly bias because the majority of the people in Pets At Home will own a pet, but think for a moment, i bet the majority of the people walking out of Asda will probably know an elderly person who may need some care or help.
I also have noticed that the homeless man on the street with the scruffy jack russel on his lap will always get more money than the homeless man without the scruffy jack russel. Also recent polls have told us that the people who give money to animal charities vastly out weighs the amount of people who give to charities supporting other people. Now i'm not saying that animals don't need charities for them but when a dog getting a new home is more important than someone getting an organ transplant to someone in my oppinion you can tick them off as a complete bastard.
Peace.
Friday, 9 July 2010
Ironicly bored
I was bored of college after my AS exams, i eagerly anticipated the arrival of the summer holidays. Now it has i am even more bored despite having all the time to do more or less whatever i want, yet i can't and am fed up. The state of my dissatisfaction with having nothing to do has got to a point where i can't be bothered to write in continuous prose. So i shall try to compose a short poem.....
Today is cancelled due to insuffiicient funds,
the day is over before it has even begun.
There is time to kill but no weapon to use
though time is getting shorter like a burning fuse.
Today is a day without an inbeetween.
from morning to night there has been nothing seen,
no significant events that will stick within my mind
no new people or places i am waiting to find.
Today may be wasted but a day non the less.
But that is my view and cannot speak for the rest,
others may have achieved something great
but i have not yet, so i will sit here and wait.
Today is cancelled due to insuffiicient funds,
the day is over before it has even begun.
There is time to kill but no weapon to use
though time is getting shorter like a burning fuse.
Today is a day without an inbeetween.
from morning to night there has been nothing seen,
no significant events that will stick within my mind
no new people or places i am waiting to find.
Today may be wasted but a day non the less.
But that is my view and cannot speak for the rest,
others may have achieved something great
but i have not yet, so i will sit here and wait.
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