Day #363

Hey there, I'm Will and by the time you are reading this, I will have outgrown the suit in this photo.

Today was pretty good actually. Not too much happened but I know that it was all good stuff. 

Tonight was senior prize giving. This involved sitting in a hall, occasionally clapping and seeing what people look like in suits. This was all fine, if not very boring until one of the most embarrassing moments of my life happened. Picture this: over 200 people in a packed hall, a boy goes up for his award and instead of being a sheep and waiting for everyone else to clap to warrant a clap from me, I decide to be a shark. I start clapping, loudly, this happens for about 4 seconds until people are looking at me, nobody is joining in, the announcer hadn't finished announcing. Just as the embarrassment peaked, I pretended that I was stretching. Yeah, that's right I went from clapping like an insane maniac with hand spasms to a guy who just generally cannot control his arms.

Teddy turned to me almost straight away and imparted words of wisdom, "Don't be a shark, always follow the herd." Maybe I am a sheep, maybe I am a sheep dressed up as a shark, in an outfit his mum knitted him. I am now very careful when I clap. 

Appologies that I haven't gone out with my camera tonight, prize giving finished pretty late but ho-hey.  Today's photo was taken by my dad who seemed to know quite a lot about taking a photo. Kudos dad, kudos. 

Last two days to go, I am trying my hardest to get some decent photos and I think I have some idea of what I'll do for Saturday. 

Until tomorrow

Will :)

Day #362

We don't want to get in line. 

It's Wednesday, I'm quite tired and I have been out taking the above photos. 

Some crazy stuff happened today. Let me paint the scene as per usual. It was around 07:25 at my bus stop, I'm standing with earphones in, in my own little world of Coldplay and alike. Suddenly the girl next to me turns and says, "hey Will, you haven't got the time have you?" I replied, obviously (I'm not a social freak, I just blog all about it after). The weird thing was that I had never seen this girl before. I don't know how she knew my name. Maybe she just guessed it, maybe she is Derren Brown in disguise or maybe I had my ID badge at chest view and she just happened to be staring at my pecks of steel. 

I love going out and taking photos at night. There is something calm and non-rushed about it all. I wander where I want (within reason) and just take the pictures that I want to. The first photo can be seen in the daytime on 'Day #337'

Until tomorrow

Will :)

Day #361

I have fallen in love with night photography. 

Okay, so my day was pretty stressful, how was your day? Ah, that bad? I think you better sit down and enjoy my blog. 

So today I did my morning ritual of rolling into the sixth form common room, it being empty I make myself a cup of coffee and have a few spins on the spinny chair. This morning's ritual would be absolutely fine if it wasn't for the fact that at about the 7th spin, at the point where things just start to go dizzy, I spotted 3 cameras, all pointing roughly to the area of the room that I was spinning in. What could I do? Well, what I did was stop, bounce quickly on the chair as if to check the suspension, nod at the chair as if to say, "Yes, this chair is suitable for use" and walk out the door. If they ever check the CCTV surveillance from this morning then they will just think it's a very lanky chair-fixing fairy, like in the fairytale about the shoe maker. 

Today's two photos are taken at night, pitch black, long exposure. The first photo is next to Deal Castle, taken at a funny angle in their car park. The second is just one of the churches. I'm pretty pleased with them both. 

Here's a little spooky story to help you sleep. So after taking these two photos and being intimidated by a group of youths (yep, I said it), I headed home. My walk home takes me through a Royal Marines graveyard, and as I walked through the gate, I spotted a character standing in the middle of the path, just standing, staring. As I began to take in the figure, I heard a crunch from leaves behind me, I turn with my senses heightened but see nothing, I turn back to where I was walking and the figure had disappeared. It's safe to say I ran home after this.

Until tomorrow

Will :)

Day #360

Five days left. Just five days and it is all over. That moment of realisation keeps hitting me. 

Hello there! Today was the day I saw a resolution of a theft, talked awkwardly to a girl on a bus for half an hour, walked into a bus' wing mirror and wore shorts with a duffle coat. It's been a day like any other. 

I was in London this weekend when my band was booked to play a Ceilidh in one of our local halls. I missed it but I got the horrifying story today - we probably should have looked up what a  Ceilidh is before Teddy and Laura went! From what I could gather from photos and gossip, it was a dance, and not a good dance. For Folks' Sake - Playing awful gigs since 2012. 

During lunch time, I headed down to the shop with a couple of friends. On the way back we heard three people shouting at each other. I jokingly suggested it was a case of residential gang warfare. But as we got closer to the group, we then heard, "Oi, gimme my bike back, that's my bike, you stole it and the police are looking for you, now f*ck off!" We didn't look back and instead retreated to the safety of our middle-class grammar school. 

When I got home, I was sorting out some work for tomorrow when my phone goes off. It's my nan. I answer, "Hello William-" (Because that's my actual name), "It's your number one fan here, can I get a blown up image of the skyline of London yesterday? Thanks, bye", oh crap, totally forgot that I said that was possible.

Until tomorrow

Will :)

Day #359

It's Sunday, which means that tomorrow is the dreaded Monday. Hello there, I have had a super busy day. My uncle's partner took me round London taking photos, mainly down on the South bank. 

I am very tired so today's post will be quite brief. I sat on the train and bus home listening to four Coldplay albums on shuffle. I went from super pumped up to depressingly sad. It is only 6/7 days left of this blog. Let me know if there are any specific photos you would like me to take. I will try my hardest to get some good ones but I think today's and yesterday's posts kinda justify my little piece of the world wide web.

Until tomorrow

Will :)

Day #358

Hello there! 

I missed this. Yeah, it's late, but I had such a busy day. Today (which is actually yesterday) I jetted up to London on the fancy high-speed train. 60 minutes, can't complain. After sharing my two seats with a pretty large man for almost all of the journey, I started to wonder why he was still sitting next to me because there were about 30 other seats available including a whole four-seated table. Perhaps he didn't want to be rude, perhaps my 'Linx Attract' had indeed attracted someone, or perhaps he was just past that age where you don't care anymore; you will talk loudly on the phone, you will be as assertive as possible and you certainly won't care when the teenager's stop is coming up and he is nearly climbing over you to get to the doors.

If anyone wants any of my picture printed, framed or blown up, just let me know and I will see what I can do. I went to two jazz bands at the King's Place (no idea if that's what it's called), followed by an opera in the evening. I have never been in a posher place - instead of cokes and candy floss at the interval and jeans and a t-shirt, it was champagne, the poshest ice-cream ever and people in their best dress.

Until tomorrow

Will :)

Day #357

Today is a happy day, even my toast is smiling. 

It's Friday, which can only mean one thing, one song is good today, 'Friday I'm in love!' 

Today I woke up as per usual at 6 which is unbelievably painful. I finished at 1 o'clock so it wasn't all bad. I decided I would sleep when I got in. The day normally involves a walk through Dover in the early hours and today was no different. I normally see something that makes me laugh or makes me sad but today was just weird. I walked past a pretty depressing block of flats and as I came to the corner there was a sofa being thrown out, just left on the street. A homeless man was sitting in the sofa. This was nice, I thought, at least he has somewhere comfy to sit. As I got slightly closer (not too close, mind you), I realised that he was being sick onto the sofa. He was just casually vomiting onto the furniture as if it's something he just does, as if whatever is on the street is his and he is free to vomit on it. 

Perhaps he saw me as a potential vomit target. I walked slightly faster.

 My first lesson was ICT. We were told at the beginning  of the year that we would be taking apart and rebuilding a computer at some point. That point was today. The briefing was this word for word: "okay gentlemen, this lesson, you will take apart and rebuild the computer. Here is a screwdriver, take photos of all stages. Any questions?" I had about 100, mainly I don't know...urm "WHAT THE HELL IS THIS SHINY METAL PIECE AND HOW ON EARTH DO I PLAY PACMAN WITH IT?" My friend Alex equally had no clue but we powered through and as far as we can tell, the computer still works. The awful quality of the photo of the computer in pieces and half put back together is because I only had my phone camera with me and I needed to take the photos as evidence anyway. 

The last lesson of the day was English. In this lesson, I like to listen, mainly listen and think. Usually the conversation is about something profound and thought provoking but today, one of the main topics was 'Where could we find a picture of Kate Middleton's boobs on the internet?' 

Today was a half day, I know what most of the people in my English class were off home to do after the lesson.

Until tomorrow (where I will be in London so the post may be late, or early)

Will :)

Day #356

I have two school photos, a good one where I look like a model, minus the perfectly chiseled good looks, and then one that just makes me look like a sex offender, pure and simple. 

Hello there! Today was interesting, not for any reason other than sixth form is just a much more interesting year than any other. The day started at my usual bus stop with crazy shouty smoky lady who literally loves to blow smoke in my face. I think she enjoys it too much but each to their own. I got off at the girls school and walked to my school, pretty boring but hey, it has to be done; the small price I pay for having an extra body part, I guess. 

Today was also the day where a table full of girls watched me dance; not cool dancing, lanky embarrassing guy dancing which is essentially just a flail. Also, featuring in my day was the first time I have tried a proper energy drink, not too shabby but not my thing. I also made a couple more friends which is always nice. Have you noticed that my blog has gotten more and more blue? It's kind of just to see how far I can stretch the boundaries . Kind of a test to check if my blog is being read by anyone. 

This afternoon was one of the best assemblies I have ever sat through. It was an assembly where candidates for the sixth form board of something or other speak and then take questions from the floor. 

The first lad starts talking, his second name is 'Darlington'. He starts, "I want to make sixth form a place we can all enjoy, I believe that...etc" then the next candidate comes up. He's a fairly invisible guy that I see round the school but have never engaged with, "well I think it is very interesting that Darlington has never attended one of the voluntary sixth form meetings." This just got tasty. The candidate speeches just turned into heckling from the people sitting down and I felt sorry for the girl who had to go last. She had no prepared speech and her idea was to put a giant 'Jenga' in the common room. Personally, I love Jenga and a giant version sounds brilliant, but to someone who actually cares, maybe not so good?

Until tomorrow

Will :)

Day #355

Water, frigging water. Yep, again. If you are looking for some of my better photography, go back, go back a week maybe? 

10 days left people. This is it. I have ten days and then you won't have my daily blog of stupidity and 'oh Will moments', random pictures of stuff in my room or water droplets. 

My friend told me that I should put this blog on my CV or UCAS form but I don't think I could do that; they would take one look at the blog and just decide they hate me. 

Anyway, today we got name tags, name badges or whatever you want to call them and also, my lovely neighbor cooked for me. I also got told that gullible was written on the ceiling (it's not) and that an opera is in the language of foreign. Wow that was a weird introduction but urm sure. 

My school has given out ID cards to every sixth former and teacher. The reason they gave us was to stop random people from coming into the school and wandering round. If you are going into a fairly average all-boys school in one of the worst parts of Dover just to 'wander round', there is definitely something wrong with you anyway. This plan also fell apart when one of my new teachers forgot her ID card and left it at home. She just laughed. She just frigging laughed. 

Today was also the day that my English teacher laid into a girl in my class for comparing one story to 'Fifty Shades of Grey' (or as I like to call it, Fifty Shades of Creepy Mummy Porn). The girl then had to admit that she had read the book and described it as sensual rather than sexual. Yeah, that's interesting, because whenever I see someone reading the book on a train -  for example like last week - I just feel like I am watching them look at porn. It feels so wrong. Ooh, also something that I forgot to say, something that I saw last week was a van parked on double yellow lines (Teddy and I were walking back from Sainsburys). The van had three tickets so I was instantly excited. I did a double take and walked back to the said van. There was a note. The note read, "gone to Tenneriffe for 3 weeks. Doing work in the house here. Do not give me a ticket, I will get angry." I took a photo on my phone and have officially given the prize for the bravest van man of the year award to him/her. Tonight I also watched a DVD at my neighbour's house. She has over 200 DVDs...200! I have about 10.

Until tomorrow

Will :)

Day #354

Hello there. I am so so tired but hey, only 11 days to go, maybe 12 if we count the leap year, hmm, decisions... 

Today was the beginning of proper lessons. So far the lessons have involved "what's your name?"..."What is your favourite colour?"... and the most challenging one, "tell us something that we didn't know about you".

But today was actual work, and there was a lot of it. In music I finally learned how to read key signatures and then my productivity came to a halt when asked in philosophy "what do you think of this phrase: all knowledge comes from experience." 

I miss GCSEs.

I got home and had a quick shower. I was heading out to meet my new neighbor. I hadn't met her before but she is lovely. While walking the long walk to hers, I saw a woman carrying a cat in a box and couldn't help but think of Schrödinger's theory about the cat. No idea why.

I am going to bed early tonight because I only got five and a half hours sleep last night. Ooh, also, a music company have invited my band to upload some music to their website so that could be pretty damn decent. 

Right, gotta shoot. Listen to James Walbourne with Kami Thompson. It is pretty nice, plus her guitar is pink. 

Until tomorrow

Will :)