Laura was moaning about how she didn’t know what to buy me for my birthday. I told her not to bother because I honestly don’t care, after she’d ranted about that for a while I asked her to bring her camera when I have the BBQ and take photos. Because so few photos exist of me with my friends, and I want to stick them on my wall at uni. She agreed that was a plan , but insisted on buying Guinness too.
I said I wasn’t used to being spoiled, she said “We have to change this”, which was nice but in honesty the principal of work hard to get things and don’t expect anything for nothing is much more important and satisfying. Because it’s my 18th and I’m off to uni my parents are being quite generous this year (Compared to my peers this would class as an average birthday though) and It makes me feel a little guilty that they’re pissing money up the wall just because I was born 18 years ago.
The weather was amazing , I was in work but I enjoyed it.
We spent lots of time watching attractive women walk past. I saw three very attractive women I knew, my supervisor said I was a lucky man. I think lucky would be actually achieving something with said attractive women , instead of merely knowing them.
My friend Laura came past and I was looking out the top window with the phone and Gareth was at the front door with the other, as Laura walked past her pointed her out over the phone to me , I shouted Laura out the window to say hello. He was shouting in my ear “No! you can’t do that” Turns out he thought I said phwoar.
Then I came home saw my godparents and got my birthday present, had dinner outside and here we are.
So last night was the AGM at the scout group where I'm young leader
When Nigel the section leader I work with got up to deliver the Scout’s section report he listed all the uniformed leaders, parent helpers etc. Then Young Leaders, he said I was a leader of the future and a captain of industry. I was rather proud.
Then in the van on the way to the pub , Martin (another one of our leaders) said to me how lucky they were to have had me there this last year and that he couldn’t think of anyone better to become a scout leader.
I don’t know if you can tell but this means huge amounts, Moving from YL at my old group into 1st Linslade was massive and I really didn’t feel I was connecting with the kids in the same way.
Which was nice. I wasn’t wankered I was just in that light headed happy zone.
I had possibly the most philospohical conversation of my life walking home debating everything (‘cause the pub is a trek from my house).
When I got home though because I’d had a bit to drink it was a bit of dutch courage as they call it so I was feeling a bit brave. I was so close to texting this girl to tell her how much I want her, I don’t know why I didn’t. There was obviously some logical part of my brain un fuzzled.
So the church of England are moving to let homosexual men become bishops as long as they’re celibate.
I think it’s a definite step forwards and it’s sending the message that the church isn’t beyond the law.
However I don’t understand how the church can retain any credibility, Homosexuality is clearly banned in the bible (Leviticus 18:22) so that surely makes them hypocrites. A bishop will stand up and preach to the people how they should take notice of the bible and the ten commandments etc and then have to turn round and say, except this bit , and that bit because we don’t listen to them.
My exgirlfriend was the first to tell me that a band called Rush existed (advert in a magazine we were reading) and I tried listening to some to impress her but I didn’t really like it. Until I heard Freewill on my friend’s radio station.
It’s amazing lyrically and it started my love of rush.
There was a question which would have been a total bitch except it was like one I did on saturday so I’m glad I did a paper saturday.
There was one 3 mark question I couldn’t for the life of me do. And the 5 mark one after that the answer is dubious and there’s some creative algebra there but I think 3 method marks there isn’t too much to hope for.
When I met her she had a bf, she left him for me. She’s now gone back to him which for some reason I always had some idea she would , it’s kind of an interesting circle thing.
I’m not sure how all this makes me feel. On the one hand last night bitterness took hold I found myself hoping that at some point they’d be doing something and for her to realise I was better at it. Or for him to see her wearing the necklace I bought her. I know that’s evil and wrong. And I do feel guilty for it. She said a few weeks after splitting up she started liking him, I can’t help thinking it’s a rebound.
I know I have a thing for this girl I keep talking about, but I think it’s probably because she’s gorgeous and friendly to me (well most people really), and really I just want someone. I think it would be a rebound if I dated her.
On the other hand finding out my ex had a new bf was like flicking a switch I felt a lot more over her after finding out.
I don’t understand it at all , and I don’t advise anyone to try and fathom my mind.
“Laws were made for people and the law can never scorn
The right of a man to be free, But does is profit him, the right to be born
If he suffers the loss of liberty?
Laws were made for people and the law can never scorn
The right of a man to be free”—The Dubliners - Free the people