Sunday, 21 October 2007

The Fifth Attempt

So here I am again, trying again to blog. Blogging is funny - it's gone on for so long now, and yet people are still doing it, regardless whether it's posting for days and days non-stop or whether they post three times every year. Still, this is my fifth attempt to start a blog on my own, my last four blogs ranged from the super-personal and actually really embarrassingly so when people find out about it (Discarded Coffee), to the relatively handsomely successful (Addicted Geek) to the try-to-do-everything ranging from podcasting to flickrmail to skypecasts (Chimpware) as well as the, well, parodies (A Small Communist Island). However, apart from Addicted Geek, which is now relatively successful enough to be stupid not to keep up (I have to pay server costs and everything), I don't really don't write anything on the other blogs. Still, I think the biggest problem with me and personal blogs is that well, they become unpersonal. Addicted Geek actually started off as a personal blog, but now I just end up putting news and articles and crap on there instead. I think the biggest problem is that I end up not bloggig for myself, but for other people. Still, every time I start a new blog it's because I'm worried about being older, going through a midlife crisis, and then not realizing how much I've accomplished, thus I really want to keep a record. (Even though I have a scrapbook and journal and the hundreds and hundreds of podcasts in my name) Therefore, here is the fifth blog. And therefore, from that, the easiest way to keep on blogging here is simply make this blog mine. Noone else will know about this, I am promising myself right now. Unless I want them to. Because I'm really close to them. Probably. And there will be no pressures, no fanboys asking me write another article, no annoying spam emails. Just me. Which is stupid because I am writing this as if I was talking to someone else.

So where am I right now? Second year. London School of Economics. BSc Accounting and Finance (just switched from BSc Buisness Maths and Stats, probably a good idea because I FUCKED UP maths and stats exams last year), which is a load of bullcrap, by the way, since all it is is 'here, we're giving you a degree, not so you can learn anything or develop personally, but so that you can go out and get a job when you're out.' Honestly, I'll probably be just as capable right now to do whatever shitty job I end up in out of university, it's just out of university I'll have a little piece of paper that says I'm capable of doing that shitty job. Life is a bitch, to be honest.

Regardless, because of my stupidly chaotic personality, as well as my passion for far-too-many-things to actually let me concentrate on just one thing, I'm ending up doing sixty thousand things on top of my degree. Working in the Quad Cafe just to prove to my Dad that I DON'T need him, he PISSES me off and I am franking ANNOYED, secretary of the Hummous society, for a purely alturistic reason that I LIKE HUMMOUS AND I WANT TO GET FREE HUMMOUS, as well as senior writer (and hopefully) editor of The Beaver, my SU paper, still a cool bunch of people, even if they all hate me for getting both their a) names and b) genders completely wrong.

As for the flat I'm living in, it was a mistake to be nice to Tony and let him stay with us, because now he is essentially the bitch of our house, not doing any of the work, and sits and complains, or complains that we're complaining, or complaining about us complaining about his complaining. Still, the house is nice, even if we DON'T HAVE ANY INTERNETS and is slowly driving me insane, due to the fact that the Orange Box is out and I preordered it a while ago, but I can't play Episode 2 because I don't have the internet to download the stupid game. Completed Bioshock last night, so now I don't have anything to bloody play until I get the internet.

Now, gym, maybe Apple store, to get a new 160GB iPod, even though eBay did remove my 60GB iPod post because it was stupid or something. Probably.

Remember Simon, there's no pressure to post on this again.

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