I'm in Swansea too!

So now under the curious glances of my flat-mates, I dare to write a blog about my comings and goings throughout Swansea.

I think I've come across as the freak of corridor 180* (not cupboard 180). There's 7 of us living here, and I've definitely been the one who's kept himself to himself so far. They must also think I'm quite geeky, as I've spent a lot of time on my laptop (which has internet for the first time ever! :D so I am excusing myself).

I don't worry about it though because this is just the way I act when I'm at home; I like time to myself. They'll just have to learn to live with me, and it can't be that hard because I'm pretty quiet, I don't demand much kitchen time and I'm pretty determined to get a good cleaning schedule going!

Anyway - them:

• Matteo Giliotti

He's a cool curly haired guy from London; and he's doing Classical Civilization, the closest course to mine of people on my corridor. I spent time with him yesterday discussing various things as we were attempting to fix my laptop. I feel that he's the most like me as well, not just because he likes history (he likes the Greek stories, and he's done a course in Latin before! :o but he didn't learn anything =/) but because he seems a bit more apprehensive about everything. Although nothing compared to me, really.

• Amy Marshall

Amy reminds me of Bethan Lintern (in my Geography class of this year, and my French class of the year before). She has the same kind of personality and attitude and whatnot. I haven't really made much conversation with her so far. She seems pretty nice though. And ooh, she's from Worcestershire...

• Ben Granville

Ben definitely thinks I'm weird... He seems a lot more outgoing than me, and whenever I do strike up a conversation myself I think I bore him. Then again I don't strike up them conversations an awful lot... Never the mind. I hope to make more of an impact on all my corridor-mates in the next few months. I'd like to be the geek, but more of a talkative geek. Yes :) 

Anyway, Ben is going to be going to the zoology lectures (I just remembered that Amy is also doing that!), which sounds interesting. I haven't heard him talking about it though...

• Jessica Milsom

She was the first person I met yesterday. She was the last person to get here as well, and I had an amazing conversation with her dad. She's seems cool, quite a bit girly - she brought pink cutlery! Although that is practical because no one can mistake it for someone else's. She also seems pretty smart, actually amazingly smart. Similar to Karan, although I haven't felt irritated by her conversation. She lets me speak too :) And she's doing Economics, I believe...

And she's from Llantwit Major.

• Pete Edwards

Pete seems to definitely be the most outgoing of the corridor... He went gallivanting on both Friday and Saturday, and I've barely seen him properly. And at the present time, I have no idea what course he's doing. 

I'll have to make updates on his life later...

• And last but not least, Hannah Marriot

Hannah I've learnt a lot about - well I've learnt a lot about her boyfriend anyway - she's a rather talkative girl. But there's nothing bad in that, she makes conversation well. Yeah, her boyfriend's in Cardiff at the moment, I believe visiting some of his mates and he was supposed to come down yesterday, but :O he did not! 

She's going to be doing law, she broke her phone a few weeks ago... and yeah she's talked about a lot of things I'll not be listing down. 

So yeah, there's my fellows... but last night - my first freshers' night I didn't spend much time with them. We were playing card games in the kitchen, and Ben had invited like all the neighbours. There was 15 of crammed around a table! And yeah, then I had a text of Sarah, so off I went at about 10 to the Student Union, the queue was horrific. I had a few fleeting conversations with this huge guy from Port Talbot, with an amazing Welsh accent, and this American girl who was from Maryland - she explained how the weather was different in Maryland compared to Arizona :) ... Eventually, I managed to get in (just after seeing Adam come out of the club :o which was shocking!)

I got into the Union at about 12... And danced a bit, met this guy called Chris who will also be doing Ancient History :D and then by 1 I was walking back home. I didn't find it very interesting to be honest.

Next time my corridor-mates go to town, I shall be joining them. I've heard off of them and Swaran that the frivolities of actual Swansea are amazing. So yes, that is my plan.

Now I must make myself known because I've spent the last hour writing this, and they've probably forgotten my name.

I've been nicknamed Glen, Ewan, Gwyneth and Three-Beer James (:s) already!

Gwyn says Bye! :D

At least I'm not going to Glamorgan ;D

So this is it! Well, there's, what, three weeks left until I bugger off to Swansea, but really all of 'it' has happened and now I feel like everything's moved away.

I've been having these sad moments in bursts for quite a while, I keep thinking 'well that'll be the last time I see them then/last time I walk around here'.

I'm losing people and I'm losing Caerphilly... I mean I hope you all know how much I will miss you. But Caerphilly doesn't know because it has no ears =[

I shall miss the walks around, the mountain, the shops that always suited my simple needs, the pubs, the chavvy bits and the posh bits. I'll miss sitting outside the castle to read books, eating Greggs or Subway.

I mean I can do all the typical things I've done for years when I'm older, but it won't be the same... I'm not sure I can really have the same thing in Swansea. Swansea is so much bigger than Caerphilly!


Anyway, I'm positive - I'm happy and well, I'm shocked I didn't write a blog about my results :o

Well yeah, I had Cs in History and Geography and the Welsh Bacc... could've done better in History if I'd applied myself in the coursework, but nay... it was irritating coursework. Swansea liked me anyway so Yay! :D

I'm going to be living in cupboard 180 in the student village in Swansea....although apparently it's a particularly  rough area (in a place called Sketty - I thought it sounded quite rough..). This will be fun! Then again, do chavs usually associate themselves with students? I would say they're two different ways of life... I mean, for example, one time when I was wandering around Caerphilly on my lonesome I was accosted by four of these chav-types. They wanted to know my sexuality due to my extremely long hair. I informed them that my hair had no bearing on my preferred sexuality, although I assured them I would get my hair cut soon (I didn't). After going through that they asked me whether I was in college. I said, 'Not at all! I am hopefully going to be attending the University at Swansea, to do History'. (I thought if I used my entire course name, I would be punched sooner than later)
I went into some detail about universities and general education, and it kept them quiet for a while. They must have been thoroughly interested and therefore I can conclude that chavs are so astounded by student conversation that they are unable to talk. Therefore, they don't mix sadly =/

Anyway, yes cupboard 180! What I can't wait for is squishing the crap I own into a tiny room, and after a week deciding to throw it out. Who needs a bed? The ground's comfortable enough =]

Also, there's cooking to learn...

And lectures about Ancient History! :D

I hope I can get some internet on my laptop! It hasn't been working since I got it on my birthday..

And I can't wait to vandalise Sarah's house! =] Unless of course its far away from the village, in which case, ugh!
The village is two miles away from the university which is alright; I always walked from my dad's which is two miles away from the school, but its 5 miles away from actual Swansea, which just takes the piss to be honest  -.-

And I've got a few other thoughts about university, but I've run out of typing energy. Soz

BYEEEE :D

Probably the last blog I'll write as a seventeen year old :o

This here is my half century blog. I should have realised this earlier, and there wouldn't have been two weeks of absolutely nothing being blogged :P
You all fail, also.

Anyway, do I want to update you on my day today? Of course I do; my days are amazing, each with excitement that goes beyond normality! =]

Well, today I've started driving again... after months of not doing anything. It was mixed, as I spent half the time acting like a sensible qualified driver, and the other half was just horrible, with stupid little mistakes. -.- Never mind though, it will be easy to fix. I can see the end in sight, and maybe sometime by the end of these holidays I'll be able to drive mine own car! Bill has told me to tell John off because appears to have given up on driving...

Anyway, today I had my first rejection for employment. I shall blame the government - its their fault I am drain on the nation.
So Lidl does not want me. Ugh! What could they possibly be looking for in workers... Surely it can't be that difficult to catch on.. Never mind.

And then today I watched Bitch Slap which I thought was immense! The story was amazing, the action was astounding, the ending so surprising. Yes, a film worthy of watching :P

Today, I was supposed to go to the cinema with Phil to watch Inception; however, due to my lack of phone I could not contact him. Now I have found my old Sony Ericsson, which I intend to use until I get birthday money, to buy a new phone, but he will not reply -.- Irritated. I may be better off just going to watch it next Wednesday - if that is what we are still all doing? I am excited about a film for once; I haven't been to the cinema in a long time...
Hmmm..... no I can't remember the last cinema film I watched.



How much time do you put towards a blog before you just get bored of yourself? I haven't lasted very long today at all. I have no inspiration. Ugh!





Ok , that's just a fail. Ignore all the previous parts of the blog. On Monday, I shall be eighteen. I shall be grown up. I will suddenly have manly thoughts - I'm sure you'll all notice it. I will be doing all them man things, talking about dirt and engines and lingerie constantly =]
I'm quite happy with my birthday already to be honest. Its been the best run-up to the 26th of July in my memory. My parties always tended to fail abysmally, generally just being paltry family affairs, or if I was lucky I'd get John to come and go bowling with me. Not this year! :D I am impressed with myself for getting a camping trip together, and tomorrow we have Rob's birthday barbecue party to go to. And then to top it all, Angharad's taking me to the comedy festival in Cardiff on my actual birthday. I am so excited xD
Ohh, and there is always the Big Cheese to enjoy, but I have that around my birthday every year, so its not all that impressive. Maybe someone will go on Vertigo with me this year? The only person that ever has was one of lewis' cadet friends, two years ago. That was random! People are all wusses though; Vertigo is not scary at all. It goes up high; it is exciting.

Anyway, I feel that I should do a country-specific blog again in the future. I cannot talk about myself very well at all. I can talk about myself in my own head, but not on here. Although actually, it may be because the music is too loud. In any case I feel like rounding this blog off. It is awfully small and unimpressive, so I apologise profusely.


I love you, all those who reside on Blogger! =] xxx


And now I shall be off to sort and clean, and dabble a bit in reading perhaps. The internet's been particularly quiet this evening.

Byeee

Your qalking up a steep steep hill, like a tower steep and oh dear your ahoe lace comes undone :O whaf would you do?

:o I would throw away the shoes and manage the rest of the steep steep hill without them. I'm pretty sure I'd be happy enough with my achievement to ignore my bleeding feet xD

Ask me something interesting and philosophical, please? =]

Ohhh, my birthday's soon. I should have made a reference to that =/

Do you ever get to your blog, think well I need to write something relevant to my life, something people will read and wish to comment on, and then you argue with yourself thinking that you can't possibly write that?

Maybe you think its not interesting, or it will only appeal to a small audience, or you know it'll open an irritating can of worms...

Yeah, but then again you can't really say its like me to stop myself from writing a completely pointless blog... I did write an information article on Nepal after all. =]

Never mind. My life can be as interesting as you see it, and really I got myself blogger to write about myself, and then cringe over it when I'm older. I can already do that. Your person does change an awful lot in a year or two.

Anyway, I can't really update you on what I'm doing. It isn't a lot more than what we're all doing... ie. going to play tennis in the park, going to the Rose & Crown. Although, I am surprised no one has mentioned it in a blog yet, considering how much praise we give it while we are there.. :L
Do you agree that we should become pool masters by the end of the holidays if we continue the tradition? =]
Alas, it is probably just a dream.

(Are there words you hate every time you hear them? I mean like odd ones you have little explanation for? Awesome, epic and fail have become much hated words, but I have other ones like gift and alas. Hearing someone say gift I hate just as much as hearing nails dragging on a table.. Its just hissy...)

I will apply for a job. Soon. I feel that if I write this on here and fail to do so I would be lying to myself and all you lovely followers and I would feel bad then.

AHHHH, when you hit a wall on a blog, its time to give up is it not? If I am bored my writing then surely the reader cannot remain interested. However, no because as I discuss with myself the possible thoughts of my readers, then I am increasingly intrigued by the argument. Although this may be my thing. Well no - I'm sure everyone talks to themselves. If they didn't then they would be mad. But did you all go through long periods in your life with no one to talk to at all, but yourself?

I had this interspersedly from year 5 until about year 10. I guess it kind of helps with your understanding on what makes you, yourself, happy. Meh, I don't know. Do you find me difficult to get through to? I generally prefer to discuss a problem with myself, and then leave it at that. I get squeamish at the idea of dragging people down with my problems. Then again, here I am going against that, by telling blogger things that go on in my head. Although I tend to write a blog, with the beginning and end aimed at other people, and then areas in the middle I don't aim to make sense, I guess.


Anyway, I'm missing many school things, especially Phil as I am undeniably deeply and uncontrollably in love with him.

Bye for now! xD Remember to read my future tales!

Moi

I have written about the Summer, and my party if you would like to read about such things...

I hate Summer, and I hate the monotonousness of people talking about it; it fits in with many of the things I really hate about being on the computer. Although, I'm not going to stop coming on here, and I guess the fact that I'm complaining about what everybody else does on here really does make me a hypocrite :L .... irritating.

Anyway, yes I hate the Summer. I cannot stand heat. I mean, here I am writing a blog at almost 2 o'clock in the morning, and I'm boiling! :o How is that normal?

I hadn't really thought about it until I started talking about Summer, but it really is freaky...

I had a debate with my mum and Gareth earlier, about climate change and whatnot. This was after watching the weather news, which had said that we've had a few really dry months, driest for 30-40 years I think.
So I firmly believe in climate change, not global warming - we all know that's propaganda, at least in geography we do. Sandy (I seem to mention her a lot in my blogs - maybe its a subconscious thing) drummed that into us. Al Gore just wants money!

Look at his greedy face:

Anyway, yes, climate change. I firmly believe in it, and I have done far before I started geography at GCSE. 

So, we had a debate about climate change after I said that the dryness just goes to prove it that little bit more. Gareth thinks everything is normal, and its basically all bullshit. He thinks they'll have a new scare story in 20 years. This is understandable; before they were telling us about global warming they were scared of a global freeze! That was some time in the 50s... 

However, both scare stories - even if they were hyped up by the media - have their scientific backing. The Earth's temperature fluctuates; its going to happen. However, when I use the term 'climate change', I mean to say a quick succession of different weathers. So I argued my point that the weather is acting a little topsy-turvy.

People have been saying, 'Oh, this year proves that everything's back to normal now, and nothing's going to happen'. This is dull. Normality in weather patterns wouldn't go back to normal after one year :S

I really despise the people who deny everything ;/

They just tend to be lazy and/or rich people.

How did I get onto that?

Yes, I hate the Summer. My favourite seasons are Autumn and Winter. I never really care about the rain too much. As long as I have my music, I can walk through rain for hours. You can't do that with a blazing sun... Everything's too hot. And I don't like shorts! Therefore, I am boiling in my jeans. And then when I get inside to try and escape the heat outside, I go up to my attic which collects all the heat of the house I swear!

As I've been trying to revise over the last few weeks (Yes, I must mention work in this blog too) my sheets are strewn all over the floor; my room is a serious mess. This means that I can't open my skylight too far without winds coming in and throwing up all my work. Of course, most of it doesn't matter now =] and my plan of revision for the next geography exam is all on the computer, but it is still irritating.

So, yes I don't like Summer; you might say, 

'But, Gwyn. Your birthday is in the depths of Summer!' 

Summer is the worst time to have a birthday... Everyone was always on holiday on my birthday =/ I've never really had a very successful birthday party, mainly because whenever I had one I only had two friends, one of which was too cheap to bother coming...

Anyway, hopefully this year will be different. The idea has now changed. My mum said I can't have it in Virginia Golf Club, as it's far too expensive. So she said I should have it in the Goodrich on Van Road. I don't think this is concrete yet, but I want to go along with it. Its a smaller venue than Virginia, but I don't think I would really want to fill it up to the brim anyway. My parties should have a theme of being civilised =] I think that was the case at the one last year because Beth and Xanthe couldn't come, most probably :P

See, it was completely sophisticated! =]

I wish I could have another house party =/ 

Anyway, yes - what would you think of Goodrich...? Its different, it should be tried out. It would be earlier than my birthday to make sure its before people go on holidays. 

Well, I've written a lot more than you'll probably care to read, so I shall be quiet now, and go away.

Nos da! =]

Moi

Nostalgia

I'm feeling nostalgia for the old blogs =[

Only last year we had our blogging tendencies; we were constantly at it. I greatly miss Chloe's blogs as in Chloe Williams...although now that I think about it the newer Chloe has stopped blogging too...

Anyway, yes I miss Chloe's blogs. I was always impressed with them. I can't say anything against Lee; I've never met him, but he did deteriorate my enjoyment of the blogging experience ;|

All the blogs that once were had their qualities, reflected in all your quirks of personality.

But that's probably mostly gone now; I lost my optimism for any real blogging revival a while ago. People move on to new things, and I'm afraid for most of us, the new things most probably won't include our blog followers.
Of course, our blogs will still be here - well, I'm not going to delete mine - but will we ever go back to the daily updates of blogs, sitting up late at night preferring to write a blog than doing actual work?


But that's not what you want to hear really. I'm no pessimist; I don't regularly complain. Knowing me as I do, I'll probably continue to update my blog sporadically, just to make sure its still there, long after all of you have become mature adults with little interest in the young ones' internet (apart from Xanthe. She'll always live on here). Because soon, that will be the case! :o Can you imagine, not being the young generation! We will be old! My cousin says that anyone older than 20 is old. I can see her point... You might not say that being in your 20s is the 2nd generation, but your well on your way there. And even if you don't think so, people will perceive you to be so.
Its scary, but good. I've always looked forward to getting into my twenties. Its certainly not as scary as the whole moving towards university. Which brings me to a point. I don't want to worry about it now, because I've done the exam. I'm just not sure I've got anywhere close to the B in History I need.... =/ I really don't want to stay another year in Caerphilly. I've warmed to the idea of going to Swansea a lot, being a floor buddy with Swaran :L
I guess whatever happens, happens. Just irritates me. I think grades should be given according to a discussion you've had. Sandy could've recorded so many of our class discussions and I would've gotten an A. >:|

I prefer the idea in university where you take your work home with you. Its a lot but you get more time. The time limits in our exams constrain us and our ability far too much. Timed essays aren't the only way of establishing people's intelligence. Stupid exam board.

I feel that I am repeating things I've said in a previous blog. I'm not sure. I think I talk about work a lot...

Instead I shall talk about my day. Which concerns a lot of work =/ So actually I won't talk about my day. I'll just say I had bacon, chips and beans for dinner. =]

I've also been taking a long break from revision this evening (although most of the last week has been a long break, but this evening's break felt less stressful) and I've played on Rome.

Then I felt compelled to blog about things. From what I gather off other people, we all have blogger on, yet we are all too lazy to actually write anything. We all feel that we have nothing to say? When did we ever have anything real to say? :L
To be honest, I think the spontaneous unplanned blogs gain much more attention than when we know what we want to write about.

The only thing I really set out to write about for this blog was about my History - which is now OVER - because Phil told me to update people about its end lol.

Other than that, I have fuck all to say. Now my back hurts and I want a drink, and I'm generally finding the voice in my head (which is my own) tedious. I always think loudly when I'm typing.... Sometimes I speak what I'm typing as a whisper without really noticing.... Does anyone else do that?

Anyway, someone else write a blog. Stop letting Xanthe get all the glory of blog-making ;D

Write anything. I just want to hear your [typed] voices!
I miss people =/

Nos da

(Back to old the traditions ;D you may have noticed a few large words)

Moi