So, earlier this evening, I was at an event for Dead Space 2. Thankfully, I’m not allowed to talk about any specifics yet, but I will say that I saw a lot of nice people (new and old friends alike) and had a great time, even if my legs are KILLING ME. Dear God, why won’t the pain stop?!?
(The title of today’s post is a reference to the song ‘Under Pressure’, in case you hadn’t guessed.)
Yes, I’m still feeling stressed. After yesterday’s mock Psychology exam, I don’t know how to feel. I want to try and convince myself it’ll be OK, but god knows it ain’t easy. Still, I guess you never know until you try, right?
Plus, even if I do mess up, it won’t be too horribly, and I can always retake in the summer.
Nah, even I’m not buying it.
Earlier today, my copy of LittleBigPlanet 2 dropped through the door, waiting for me to get home and rip it open. Rip it open I did, and, well, I currently have mixed feelings.
I don’t plan on reviewing this game, nor do I expect my feelings to be taken as how I definitively feel towards the LittleBigPlanet.
I do not like the physics model in LittleBigPlanet 2. While I can get used to the floaty jumping, inertia when running, etc., the fact that everything is made of in-game ‘stuff’ that you can get stuck to momentarily, stuck behind, or even totally blocked on your path is incredibly frustrating.
On the other hand, the amount of imagination, ingenuity and pure childish glee contained within is completely unrivalled. Lord knows how they do it, but damn.
It’s just one of those games that makes you say “Hell yeah. Life. I’m living it and it’s awesome.”
I may be stressed, I may be tired, I may even be an incredibly sexy yet psychologically disturbed young man, but sometimes… Life serves you a lovely breakfast at your local Café, and everything’s alright for a little while.
Last time I attempted this #oneaday thing, I believe my last post was Day 17, and they weren’t even consecutive days. I guess that makes this a new record, eh?
As can probably be guessed by my last couple of #oneaday posts, this has been an eventful weekend and, as such, I am absolutely dead on my feet. In fact, I’m lying in bed writing this post, and I can barely keep my eyes looking at the iPhone.
I have no idea why this is such a busy time. I hope it’s just that way for the moment, and this isn’t indicative of things to come later in the year! That being said, there are a couple cool things happening soon that I’m not sure how much I’m allowed to talk about, but it’s exciting nonetheless. Keep watching this space. 🙂
Right now, I am far more drunk than I was yesterday, meaning this post will be brief.
I’m tired, drunk, and want a large family. More will be expanded upon in a future post. X
Although I technically know that I have now not kept to my quota of one a day, I have not slept since Friday and so this is still Day Fourteen.
Earlier today I was at college, doing rather a lot of preparation work (particularly in the Gender topic) for my exam in two weeks. After college work was over, I had coaching to do. Fun times, right? Well, I guess so. They’re a good bunch of kids and they seem to be enjoying themselves which is all I can ask.
After work, however, I had no means of getting home, and so I had to join my mum, stepdad and some of his ex-Royal Marine compatriots in the pub before I could go home. This naturally lead to my drinking of alcohol (and I have now finally found a beer that I can stand – Stand up and wave, Fosters) and a thoroughly enjoyable evening, only slightly spoiled by my stepfather’s statements that I’d be “letting people down” by not going to work tomorrow. While I do feel a little bad about cutting it at such short notice, I’ll be in no state to teach young children tomorrow morning, and lord knows it would be painful for a man of my disposition to attempt.
Anyway, I think the main point of this post was going to about the effects of being drunk, written by a guy who is currently drunk. That ideal seems to have slipped away however, and a new topic has entered my mind that I want to share.
As I’ve written previously, I’ve been offered a place at Oxford. Hurrah, etc. There is a girl at my college whom I used to be friendly with, whom now hates me, and has spread such an, well, interesting rumour, I felt I had to share it with you.
Apparently, my personal statement – the one which, don’t forget, would be seen by some fantastic universities, all of whom I would be hoping for an offer from – started with the phrase:
“Sometimes, I sit alone and wonder why I’m so clever.”
You know, honestly, there’s so much wrong with that sentence that I don’t even know where to begin. I don’t understand the hatred some people my age display. Sure, I dislike some people (who doesn’t?) but damn, these people are hateful. Mel West, if you’re reading – do as the guy from The Thick of it says, and Fuck the fuck off.
Anyway, good night. More revision tomorrow, hopefully!
Ps: hooray for iPhone autocorrect!
One of these days, I will actually have the time to sit down and write a well-constructed, witty, and ultimately thought-provoking post. For now, unfortunately, you’ll have to make do with posts like this.
Earlier this evening, on BBC One, was a show called Human Planet. If you didn’t get a chance to watch it, I highly recommend you iPlayer the first episode, and Sky+ the rest. An extremely well-shot documentary that tells of how Humans have come to take control of the world around them, Human Planet is brilliant, horrifying, and totally, completely, awe-inspiring.
Please check it out. Your brain will thank you for doing so.
I’ve just made it back home from a wonderful evening at a Save the Rhino event, where the guest speaker was the Zoologist Mark Carwardine. A brilliant conservationist and a fantastic speaker, he was the sort of man who made you happy to be alive. “Fuck yeah. Life.” was a thought that appeared often inside my head.
I shall have to do this post more in-depth another day (as I really do need my beauty rest, dear god) but I had a great evening, and felt I had to share it.
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