Published On: 09-17-2006 08:41 PM
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I’m back! Not that I went anywhere. I just never bothered coming here. Sorry.
Anyway, its been over a month since I’ve blogged and quite a bit has happened (I’m not going to get into it all because it would take far too long to type and I’ve got to get up bright and early in the morning ready for college), here are just some of the key events in my life that have happened.

Lets start where I left off. My got my AS results and I’m actually quite socked as I passed everything. Not with flying colours mind you but still, A pass is a pass. I got E grades in everything. But that’s not all, that would be too simple for me wouldn’t it. Oh yes! Here’s the story.
The only reason I went to college was to do music, the other subjects where just filler. Now I don’t have a musical background, nobody in my family plays an instrument (with the exception of me obviously) and I’ve never had an instrumental lesson in my life.* So all this made me struggle at the subject but I still continued with it like the brave soldier that I am. Towards the end of the year, I was told by my form tutor that I was quite likely I would fail music, so she and my music teacher “recommended” I drop the subject and pick another to do next year. So I did. Along comes results day and to my surprise (and to my teachers I might add), not only had I passed music, but, ironically, it was my highest scoring subject, not one module did I fail. How’s about that for a big dollop of irony? So now I’m doing AS psychology with all the young uns’. Great.

Nothing much happened in-between then and now apart from a tramp walking into college and threatening to “Skull fuck” one of my friends. It made me giggle.

Skipping to this weekend. I’ve been on a bit of a binge again. On Friday it was Rachel’s 18th birthday party so we had a lock-in at the Boot Room down Castleford. It was great. Apart from when I got dragged into doing a karaoke of Bohemian Rhapsody. The less said about that the better. But what I will say is that the chav that I “sang” the song with has no concept of timing. On the Saturday it was on of my girl friends, friends parties. So we had another lock-in, but this time at the Rock. As some of you may know, Castleford got relegated from the Super League earlier that day, and since Katie avidly supports Cas’ Tigers, she was in a mood all night. The only way I could cheer her up was by singing Beatles songs all night in-front of a group of pissed off, fat, balding, drunken twats. Baker helped me sing a couple of them but I still did a pretty piss poor job.

As for today, I was invited to another lock-in but I didn’t think my 17 year old liver could take it, so I’ve stayed in and had one of those thinking days, where all I do is think about what’s important to me. Ace.

-JA

* I’m grade 7 on the guitar though (unofficially)

Published On: 08-15-2006 10:29 PM
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Yep. You guessed it. For us college students its that special time of year when you could either be ecstatically happy or you could be wondering why the fuck you didn’t bother revising*
In my case it probably going to be the later as I thought , “Well if I didn’t revise for the other modules and got a C and a B, I don’t need to revise.” *shakes head* how wrong I was.
I know what your thinking. “all the smart people say that”. Well I’m far from one of those people. I find reading the simplest of sentences a struggle. Its not my fault. I’m just slack.

But hey, on the bright side. The present for my girlfriend that I cant afford came today. So its not all bad.

-JA

*Thus losing a year of your life because you
a) will drop out, making the previous year utterly useless
or b) have to repeat the previous year, making you time spent in college a year longer then everybody else’s.

Published On: 08-12-2006 12:03 AM
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How the fuck did people not get confused when watching WCW Nitro? I recently got the 1995 season of Nitro and I’m so confused its not even funny. And I’m only up to the end of October for Christ’s sake. When I first saw Nitro I was young* and all I wanted to see was Hogan**, String and Flair, slap the piss out of each other, so the story lines never really interested me, but watching it again at an older age it makes me question all sorts of things like, why where the 4 horse men reuniting? Why did Hogan kick the Giants behind after having his neck “broken” 2 weeks in a row? What happened to make Macho and Lex Luger stop bickering? So many questions, so few answers. No answers in fact.

Speaking of wrestling though. I’ve just made a killing on some clearance DVDs from 1upgames.co.uk. I did initially go to the site to but some more tickets to their next show but had gotten distracted by the words “clearance stock”. Now of course that means cheap, but I no idea it meant this fucking cheap!

XPW New Years Revolution £3.99

1PW TV Volume 1 £2.50

1PW Magazine Issue One £2.50

1PW Interrogation Series - Steve Corino £2.50

1PW Interrogation Series - Blue Meanie £2.50

With shipping costing £3.99, the total comes to £17.98. I think I just robbed them blind. I feel ace. Once the order has been processed its next day delivery, so I should get them in Monday. Tuesday at the latest. So for those 2 days I’m turning my mobile off, not answering the door and sitting in my underpants watching those quality cheap DVDs.

*About 6 years old so excuse my markyness.

*I never liked him as a wrestler. I just used to love the way he said brother every other word and started to “hulk up”. It made me laugh every time. *shrugs*

-JA

Published On: 08-10-2006 11:24 PM
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Read: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/8-Circuit_Model_of_Consciousness

Let me start by saying that you must be careful when reading this because, like me, you know fuck all about it. Unless you’ve studied it, in which case you might know quite a bit about it. That being said. On with the blog.

Its really interesting stuff all this “8 circuit model of consciousness”. It basically says that our minds are constructed around 8 different gears and each gear represents a different level of human evolution. Not quite sure if its all true, but hey, its something to think about.

Someone on messenger also told me about epiphanies. This is, from what I remember, the idea that our thoughts are something which come about as a consequence of our physical surroundings rather than the other way round. If you know what I mean.

You don't think, “I want a drink” then go get a drink. You first think "I am thirsty" because of a physical process going on inside your body. Epiphonesis is saying that all thoughts come through a similar process.

You're angry because the body you live in is reacting to the situation you're in with all the appropriate angry responses, including angry thoughts.

The illusion of consciousness is an irrelevant by-product of your existence.

The idea from the matrix that a lot of people like to believe i.e. they're all robots out to trick you. is only absurd because you yourself are actually one of the robots as well.

You don't exist. Ha

The mind boggles.

-JA

Published On: 08-06-2006 12:19 AM
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Over the past few days I’ve been spending far too much of my time on the internet. Just drooling and gawking at a screen that’s slowly sending me into a coma. Proof of this is when I went to the fridge to look for my dinner I found myself thinking,

“wouldn’t it be much easier if I could just press ctrl+F?”

I should really stop going on it so much but its so addictive. Really, really addictive. Its worse than heroin (I would assume). There’s just so much tat on there its hard to leave it alone. All you need to do is look for the stuff you want. Just spend hours searching. Hours. Maybe days.

On one of the rare occasions that I did venture out of the house, I got called two things by a chav and his bint
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1. “Geek”
2. “Wanker”

Now, I’ll openly admit to this. They we’re correct.

1. I’m proud to be a geek. Because I believe the way people look isn’t a representation  of what they are like as a person. So, if you are bothered about what you and other people look like you must be interested in, or follow fashion. Now to me, fashion sounds an awful lot like fascism. Coincidence? I think not. If you follow fashion, you might as well be a Nazi. Let me make this clear. The first thing that the person called me was “a geek”. So that is clearly at the front of his mind. The same with fascists. They believe that everyone should look and appear the same. And as history has taught us, fascists are often racists. So he’s the type of person that’s deeply racist. Some might say that Hitler was a geek but I think he was the opposite. I bet he thought he was a cool dude. I bet he thought he was the man. He must have been to have all those people dress like him and copy whatever he did. (just in case your wondering, I am calling the male chav a nazi J )

Now. Onto his bint. J

2. Let me explain something. First of all, for most blokes, that’s not really an insult. To be fair, that just a statement of fact. She was obviously not aware of this, and I’m guessing its because she’s actually stupid. And the problem is, because she’s a woman, no one has ever explained how stupid she actually is. This is because people don’t like telling women that their stupid. Stupid women, don’t like being told their thick, they go off on one and try to kill everything in their sight. Its easy to tell a man he’s thick.

“your thick”

“cheers”

“anytime”

But nobody dare turn around to a woman and say

“you moron, just grow up”

Because all hell will be unleashed.  If her and her chavtasic man read this, I willing to bet that both of them would to crazy, but in the back of his mind, he would be thinking “by god he’s right! He’s sussed out what I’ve been thinking all along. She’s a spaz!” I guessing she has trouble with door handles she’s that dense. The best thing is, she probably thought that she brought me down and made me all sad inside L Well she’s wrong. In fact she did the opposite. That chavy tart cheered me right because she’s too stupid to know that  she’s stupid.

Any who, chavs, terrible business them.

-JA