Boredom kills..
I don’t think I’ve ever been bored like I have this week. I’m at a constant loss at what to do with myself. If I had money, which I will do in a few days, it’d be so much better. I could by alcohol or anything to entertain me. I watched the end of the first Godfather and the whole of the second one today, which took a while. I’ve tried, in vain, to install games onto my PC, but I forgot how fucked it really is. That just annoyed me. I can’t be arsed to sit there and play sports games. I may have a shower in a minute… or a bath. I can’t remember the last time I had a bath.
A bit more important really is that I’ve re applied for uni. They’re all film degrees so I should get in. If I don’t on the first attempt then I’m going to try clearing. I really want to go to Hertfordshire. I miss Jay and Heather fucking loads. They’re truly amazing friends. I want to play football there so much too. Just to be part of a team and doing something pro active for once and it’s a sport I love at the moment. Meeting new people is going to be immense. I’ve had the same circle of friends for ages and as bad as it sounds, I’ve outgrown them. They have this fucked up view on not changing at all. Every time I hang out with Raj, Kris and Joe I just realise how dumb and immature they are. They do my head in. Sam Rickard and the lot that go down the pub are way too young for me to be hanging out with. Chesh is an awesome guy, but it worries me that he’s so content at staying at Morrison’s for the rest of his life. I’m going to try and convince him to apply for uni, but it’s a lost cause really. I’m going to miss him when I’m gone, but he’s been really distancing himself lately and spending loads of time with his work friends. I don’t get the sudden love for shit rap music either.
Not really looking forward to this “holiday” we’re going on either. I’ve never been to Devon and don’t totally see the appeal in it. The weather looks miserable and unlikely to change. I’ll probably spend most of the time hammered or depressed. Sounds fun.
I had an interview the other night that I thought had gone really well, but I haven’t heard anything. I emailed them; they emailed back and didn’t say no, which is surely a good sign. I’d love the job as it’s in a skate shop and that’s pretty cool. Also, met someone new there. Her name’s Alexandra Essex, which for some reason sounds like a superhero to me. She’s shit cool. Amazingly hot, wears Fred Perry, listens to some cool music (I still don’t know what it was). She is 23 or so… which kind of rules me out of the picture, but I thought Carly was an impossibility. I got talking to her during the interview and she lives really close and offered me a lift home. At the interview I caught her looking at me a few times, well quite a lot really, but at the time I ignored it. I hope we both get the job. That’d be ace.
I’m going to start my working out routine again in preparation for Uni football. I don’t want to go there weighing under 10 stone and being a total weed that can’t throw or run. I have to stick to this. Press-ups, sit-ups, weight lifting and jogging. Starts tomorrow morning. Plus some tonight.
Joey’s party tomorrow, well not invited, but fuck it. I know everyone, it’ll be a laugh.
A bit more important really is that I’ve re applied for uni. They’re all film degrees so I should get in. If I don’t on the first attempt then I’m going to try clearing. I really want to go to Hertfordshire. I miss Jay and Heather fucking loads. They’re truly amazing friends. I want to play football there so much too. Just to be part of a team and doing something pro active for once and it’s a sport I love at the moment. Meeting new people is going to be immense. I’ve had the same circle of friends for ages and as bad as it sounds, I’ve outgrown them. They have this fucked up view on not changing at all. Every time I hang out with Raj, Kris and Joe I just realise how dumb and immature they are. They do my head in. Sam Rickard and the lot that go down the pub are way too young for me to be hanging out with. Chesh is an awesome guy, but it worries me that he’s so content at staying at Morrison’s for the rest of his life. I’m going to try and convince him to apply for uni, but it’s a lost cause really. I’m going to miss him when I’m gone, but he’s been really distancing himself lately and spending loads of time with his work friends. I don’t get the sudden love for shit rap music either.
Not really looking forward to this “holiday” we’re going on either. I’ve never been to Devon and don’t totally see the appeal in it. The weather looks miserable and unlikely to change. I’ll probably spend most of the time hammered or depressed. Sounds fun.
I had an interview the other night that I thought had gone really well, but I haven’t heard anything. I emailed them; they emailed back and didn’t say no, which is surely a good sign. I’d love the job as it’s in a skate shop and that’s pretty cool. Also, met someone new there. Her name’s Alexandra Essex, which for some reason sounds like a superhero to me. She’s shit cool. Amazingly hot, wears Fred Perry, listens to some cool music (I still don’t know what it was). She is 23 or so… which kind of rules me out of the picture, but I thought Carly was an impossibility. I got talking to her during the interview and she lives really close and offered me a lift home. At the interview I caught her looking at me a few times, well quite a lot really, but at the time I ignored it. I hope we both get the job. That’d be ace.
I’m going to start my working out routine again in preparation for Uni football. I don’t want to go there weighing under 10 stone and being a total weed that can’t throw or run. I have to stick to this. Press-ups, sit-ups, weight lifting and jogging. Starts tomorrow morning. Plus some tonight.
Joey’s party tomorrow, well not invited, but fuck it. I know everyone, it’ll be a laugh.