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 :)

Day #353

The day that I got recognised in town from my band.

Hello there, I'm afraid to say it but I only have 13/14 days left of my blog. After that I am not sure what I will do...

Look in the job centre? Sell my camera? Take drugs with Mr Blobby?

No, no, no, none of those things. I will probably wait 3 months and start it from the 1st of January this year. 

Today I woke up pretty damn early and got the bus. I got the early bus and got talking to an awesome guy called Mitch. He used to go to my school and he plays guitar. We are now bus buddies.

Once at school, I noticed I was an hour early for lessons. There was one thing for it: I was going to brave the sixth form common room. Only 2 other people in my year had done it and I was to be bronze medal holder of the imaginary event. I texted my friend to tell him my moment of madness and that he might not see me again and I got the reply "you sir have big balls, see you in form time." I marched in all triumphant like there was going to be a battle between year 12 and 13. Instead it was just me in a room with four computers and a load of leaflets about universities and STDs. Yep, school is fun. 

When I got off the bus on the way home I had a second moment of madness where I decided to get my haircut. I caught a sight of my overgrown thatch and after 20 minutes of planning, I was sitting in the chair with the cape around me, like a special kind of Batman. This haircut was different. The lady was talking to me, actually having a conversation with me. This made me uneasy. I like to just zone out and wake up with a snazzy new haircut and 10 pounds missing from my wallet. I recognised her from somewhere, but where? As the conversation drew more and more towards music I began to feel suspicious. Suddenly after a minute of awkward scissory silence where I thought she had given up the conversation she blurted it out... "I was at your gig the other day. I had a really nice time, thank you." She explained that she was at the music and beer festival on the 27th and had gotten royally trolleyed before hearing our set. 

Also today, I realised that for my ICT coursework I have to assemble a computer from scratch. The inside of a frigging computer! In the words of Forrest Gump, "and that's all I have to say about that"

Another day another dollar - No idea why I wrote this, my hands are just writing what they want now.

Until tomorrow

Will :)

Day #352

Hello there. Yeah, this is an awful photo, but guess what, I have four videos to show you. 

The first one is called 'Two girls one c-'...

Only kidding.

They are band videos. Laura created two groups on Facebook for us, then we shot the videos. I've just made the Youtube account and now I sit and wait. Oh, you want the link? Okay, I will slot it in somewhere amongst today's post so look out for the links. Hallelujah, today we got stuff done at band practice, but the journey there was not fun. I live near a funeral home (they say it's a funeral home, it might be a brothel on the inside, who knows?) As I went past today, a hearse went past too Not only that, but a man in a suit and hat was walking in front of the herse, at my pace. I was walking next to a funeral procession. What am I supposed to do in that situation? I tell you what I did do. I stopped, looked awkwardly at my phone and walked in the opposite direction. I got to band practice 20 minutes late and now I feel like God is sending me signs. I also now know that my neighbour might be reading this so hey, welcome to me rambling about stuff.

Here's the link to our cover of 'A-Team'

Here's the link to our cover of 'You go'

Here's the link to our cover of 'I'm yours'

Here's the link to our cover of 'Hallelujah'

We would have recorded some of our own songs but someone, not naming any names (it was me, definitely me) forgot the laptop on which they were all written.

Until tomorrow

Will :)

Day #351

Hello there, I have realised that actually today I have 15 days to go because this year is a leap year. 

This is my favorite song today, purely because of one harmony in it that is just delicious. Today, I woke up at half 10, ate, got showered and headed over to Folkestone. I was going to meet Arthur who I haven't seen for six weeks, so a lot of catching up was in order. Just before I met Arthur, I nipped into the park that I was in on 'Day #1'. The friend in question on day #1 is actually Arthur. After meeting, we played Playstation, during which he beat me three times on 'Fifa' and so we went out, had an ice cream, played football and I showed him my new camera. He took the second photo. I have just seen my views for today and thank you to anyone new to reading this. You have kind of caught the blog near the end, but make the most of me while you can!

I will probably do something really embarrassing tomorrow so enjoy that.

Until tomorrow

Will :)

Day #350

Hello there. Might I say... You look wonderful tonight. Yeah, I said it. 

Day number two of my sixth-form life. It's pretty good actually. My biggest class has 12 people in it and my smallest class has 3. Today, during my study period, I learnt to read music properly, just sat down, did it and I even did some homework. This is my year. Today was my first philosophy lesson. It's me, 2 lads that I have never fully talked to before, a guy in the year above me re-sitting the year and two girls.

Once again, loads of other stuff happened like Teddy being late for school because he thought he knew the Stagecoach system and then complaining all the way home because the bus was late.

Until tomorrow

Will :)

Day #349

First day back, already made a teacher hate me, good start, yeah, definitely good start.

Okay, so today my new alarm clock woke up me plus half my neighbours who I hope appreciated the gesture. I got on the new bus, saw nervous year sevens and thought back to my first day, terrified, innocent, wanting to be at home. Oh wait, that's how I feel now too. 

My nan gave me a helpful text, "Just read your blog, can't believe mum and dad made you do jobs on the last day of summer hols." Irrelevant but cheers for reading the blog nan. So, after getting off the bus, nearly being late and catching up with my friend Alex, who may read this but may not, we were given our timetables. I finish 3/5 days at 2:25. That is pretty damn sweet. In my music class is literally the poshest boy I have ever seen. I reckon he plays croquet and wears tweed with David Cameron. In my English, there are 8 of us, 7 boys and 1 girl. The first lesson back and we are looking at an Emily Dickinson poem about a boat mooring in a harbour and what it represents and all this jazz. Straight away, sex jokes, all over the place. To the point that by the end of the lesson, I am immune to it, maybe I am growing up. This was until someone said "the boat is a penis!" and I chuckled so hard that  I almost burst. Plenty more things happened throughout the day such as being told I looked like Andy Pandy.

Until tomorrow

Will :)

Day #348

With the world spiraling into debt, wars raging in far away lands, it's time to sit down, and read my blog. Today I woke up at 10. On the unit outside my room was £7.50. I had no idea if it was for me. As I headed down for breakfast I found the list, the list that every teenager hates to find when the family are out. It was a list of jobs that had to be completed before mum and dad got back. Featured on the evil job list was 'hoover' and 'put washing out'. Damn. I was going to sit around all day and play Xbox. It worked out quite nicely. I did the jobs and then Teddy came over. 10 minutes of talking about school timetables and buses followed by an hour of Teddy beating me up on a wrestling game. I also went out to buy a pencil case and fill it with stationary. I went round finding pens and pencils and general pencil case stuff in the pound shop. 

As we stood at the counter behind a huge queue, I spotted that on one of the items I could get another for free. Back to the stationary aisle! As I was faced with the choice of buying another couple of highlighters or buying colouring pencils, I really thought about it. Teddy said, "you will never use them though. You don't do art, so they are useless, get the highlighters." Damn you, I would have failed all my A-levels (probably not) with my new colouring pencils but boy would everything look pretty.

Until tomorrow

Will :)

Day #347

Good evening, how are you? Ah, you can't reply. I always forget that... 

Anyway, I am fine, what have I been up to? Nothing much, just sitting around with a friend watching DVDs and the Paralympics. Anyway, enough about me. Oh wait, that's why you have come to this blog. Well...this is awkward. 

I stayed up until half 2 in the morning playing Xbox because I kept losing, I am that competitive! I woke up at about half 11 in the end with an empty house and a very confused dog. Today's photo is of a little woolly man with a cute little hat on sitting in front of my framed photo from 'Day #39'. It's of the Ipswich marina and I quite like it. A couple of days ago I was thinking of what to do on the last day and also I am wondering what comes next. I have decided that I will make my blog into a calendar. 

I will take the best couple of photos and put them on each month because I think I have at least got one good photo per month. If you want one of these calendars or have any suggestions about the photos that should go on each month, please let me know.

Also, hello to my viewers in Russia as always, the USA sometimes and the people from Thames Dittion, didn't even know that was a place. Apparently it's in Surrey.

Until tomorrow

Will :)