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Already six days into November and no posts so far, even though I had internally promised myself that I would start blogging more. I just have no motivation to do anything at the moment. It’s probably a combination of being back at school after half term and knowing I need to actually do things now, ear pain, and the fact that my mind is a big mass of confusedness at the moment.

As far as school is concerned, it started back on Monday and so far this is the second day I have been absent, although I have promised my mother that I will not be off school again for a long time. The absence is due to the aforementioned ear pain. I have done basically no homework during the past few days, despite knowing that I have important work that really need to get done. Furthermore, I left my Philosophy and Ethics folder in a classroom somewhere on Monday, and I have not yet made any sort of effort to go and find it, which is incredibly stupid of me, as I shall need it for coursework improving purposes.

I don’t think there is any point in talking about my ear pain for any great length of time, as it isn’t a particularly interesting topic, but basically, it has been hurting since Friday, and I got about two hours sleep on Monday night because of it. I saw a doctor on Tuesday and am going back today so hopefully the problem will get sorted out. I’m sort of tired of only being able to hear things in my left ear.

I am not sure where to get started on my mind to be perfectly honest. I’m not sure what to think anymore, and I am pretty sure that I am slowly becoming emotionless, whereas I have always been a very emotional person. Maybe this is my body’s way of coping with everything that is going on at the moment. There is, first of all, a financial aspect to this, in that my dad has had his hours shortened at work (he will no longer be working at all on Friday), and this has led to my parents stressing and acting like we are completely poor. I don’t mind asking for fewer things, but it is quite annoying when they are acting like we can barely afford to live, when my dad has actually only lost half a day worth of working hours. School is another worry, but I think I can skip talking about it, as I have mentioned it already. I have no idea what I can say about the other thing that has been bothering me. I’m not sure if I am panicking unnecessarily, or whether I have an actual reason to be worried. All I will say is that at the moment, it feels as though everything is falling apart at such a rapid rate that soon I will have nothing left to cling onto. I am not sure if I am in control or not, and I hate it. Hopefully I will be able to do something in the near future to improve the situation, but for now I guess all I can do is get on with things and try not to think too much.

In other, more positive news, I bought a poster of Brian Molko from Placebo from eBay the other day. It is in the post now, I just need to wait for it to arrive. I am currently trying to decide how I am going to rearrange my other posters in order to incorporate this one. There are only two posters in my room at the moment, but they are on the same wall, and I will probably have to put on of them on the other side of the room in order to make space. Oh, the post came a few minutes ago. I think my poster actually arrived, but instead of ringing the doorbell to check if anyone was in to take it, the postman decided that it would be a good idea to just put one of those ‘Sorry, you were out’ things through with the rest of the post. Where is the logic in that? I now have to wait until tomorrow to fetch it. I temporarily dislike Royal Mail.

Hopefully this weekend should be quite nice. On Friday night I am going to see Guillemots at the Custard Factory in Birmingham, and I am taking Ally with me. I didn’t realise when I ordered the tickets, but they are actually playing there as part of Gigbeth, as well as it being the first show of their Fishbone for a Drink tour. Unfortunately, this means that we are going to have to get into town early in order to fetch wristbands, and make sure that we are not late, because once the venue reaches full capacity, people will start being turned away. Why is nothing ever simple? I am supposed to be seeing a friend on Saturday, but that may not happen now as he has flu. Hopefully he will get better, but if he doesn’t it is not the end of the world. Sunday should be pretty good. I am going out for lunch with my family, consisting of two aunts, two uncles, my parents, my brother and his girlfriend, my sister and her boyfriend, my boyfriend, and me, obviously. Food is always nice.

I am actually quite excited by the fact that you can now put polls in blog entries. I like polls. I would quite like to make one but 1. I have no idea what it would be about and 2. I am pretty sure nobody would actually bother voting. Nevertheless, I shall continue to think and hopefully I will come up with something.

That’s pretty much all of the news I have at the moment, so I shall stop typing now. No doubt I’ll think of something else to say within the next couple of days, and come back and post something else.

***Update***
I discovered that the ‘Sorry, you were out’ card was actually written yesterday, but the postman didn’t put it through the letterbox until today. Odd stuff. But anyway, I now have my poster, and it is next to my bed, so I get to wake up to Brian every day. Joy!

Trolls and generally nasty people on the internet. There is just no need.

If there is one thing that really bothers me about the internet, it is forums. Don’t get me wrong, I love to go and see what people have to say, and have, on occasion, been known to post in a select few. In fact, once I joined a forum created by someone who was my friend on Neopets and made some good friends on there. However, what I don’t like about forums is the fact that people say terribly nasty things to people on them, simply because they have voiced their opinion. I just don’t understand why people would feel the need to attack someone who is, essentially, a complete stranger, just because they disagree with what they have said. Fair enough if people want to say that they disagree, and give their own opinion on the matter, but I think that it is entirely unnecessary and, quite frankly, disgusting, when they make personal comments against someone, when they have no reason to judge them, as they do not even know them. I don’t want to come across as a total hypocrite, as I realise that I am basically saying stuff against people I don’t know, but it is not like I am going around calling people a ‘fag’ or a ‘retard’ just because they disagree with me. I am actually quite reluctant to post on the IMDb message boards for the simple fact that I don’t want a randomer having a go at me. I don’t really see why people can’t just get along and accept the fact that not everybody is going to have the same views as them all of the time.

Today I deleted my old website, from the days when I used to write poems and lyrics on a regular basis. I started it in 2005, on the 4th August, so almost three years ago. It’s so strange to look back at what I wrote. I copied and pasted every word, so that I can keep it all. Every verse, every memory. It makes me quite sad to see how bad I felt. Obviously some of it is terribly written, as you would expect from a fourteen-year-old who didn’t even take any sort of interest in the English language. But some of it… some of it I don’t believe I could write these days. That is partly down to feelings and emotions. I am less angry than I used to be. But part of it is simply down to the fact that I wouldn’t think of writing in that way any more. It seemed to just flow. Now when I try to write, it comes out wrong, I can’t successfully convey what I am trying to get across, but before, every word and phrase meant something, and even if i was the only one who understood it, it didn’t matter, because it was personal. Special. And even now I can still match the words up with what was going on at the time. Pinpoint the exact moment when I felt a certain way. And now it all seems so silly, so small.

I was having a browse on the internet earlier, and discovered this picture:

It is a picture of Miley Cyrus, taken for Vanity Fair. After reading several other blogs, it would appear as though most people think that it is in some way unsuitable, due to her being fifteen years of age. However, I don’t really understand what is so wrong. Okay, so she’s not completely covered up, but she’s not nude, and you can’t see anything. I think it’s about time that people realised that just because skin is showing, it does not make it porn.

Well, yesterday I decided that I needed to start over with stuff, because my life was full of reminders of bad things that have happened in the past. So I started by deleting all of the stuff on my MySpace profile, except for the comment box in my About Me. This included comments and picture comments, most of my pictures, and I also deleted my messages. After this, I was in the mood for more or a clear out, so I went on my Facebook account and, one by one, deleted every single wall post. It took ages, but it was worth it. Finally, I decided to clear out my phone inbox. I couldn’t quite bring myself to do it at first, but then I forced myself and it made me feel so refreshed! Anyway, the long and short of it is, I do recommend it if you feel the urge to, as long as you are sure you won’t regret afterwards, plus, I am really rather happy now.

I am going to start off with an apology. I realise that I have not posted a single entry this month. This is partly to do with the fact that I have not had much to talk about, and partly to do with the fact that MY COMPUTER HAS BROKEN AND I AM HAVING TO USE MY NAN’S LAPTOP.Anyway, let’s talk about the title of this entry. I have generally only really accepted CGI films before when they were either a. made as CGI and not based on anything, or b. based on something that was computer-generated in the first place, such as Final Fantasy VII: Advent Children and, to be perfectly honest, I would rather the a-type films were good old-fashioned cartoons instead. So, you can imagine my horror when I discovered that a film of Alvin and the Chipmunks is to be brought out, with, yes, you guessed it, computer-generated chipmunks. I am quite happy to admit that Alvin and the Chipmunks will be added to my list of films not to watch, along with the TMNT film which was also, surprise surprise, computer generated. I want the old days back.

Keeping to the theme of films, yesterday I watched Un Long Dimanche de Fiançailles for the first time, and I was not disappointed. I love Audrey Tautou! I love Jeunet! that is all.

No, not how I love thee. I am talking about the ways in which The Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time (N64) and Hamtaro: Ham-Ham Heartbreak (GBA) are similar. Yes, it may sound absolutely ridiculous, but I am being serious.Anyway, I will get to the point. Yesterday I finally completed Ham-Ham Heartbreak, after, I am going to be completely honest, quite a number of trips to Game FAQs, making it the second video game that I have ever completed (the first being Pokémon Ruby, and yes, I know I suck), and I couldn’t help but notice that there were a few extremely obvious Zelda references. As you can imagine, I got very excited, maybe a little too much so. Right. On to the comparison. First of all, in OoT, for those of you who don’t know, in order to become adult Link and basically get the game going properly, because, let’s face it, there is quite a large jump difficulty-wise, at least I found that, but let’s stay on topic. As I was trying to say, before I started rambling and making very little sense, in OoT, you have to collect three spiritual stones; the Kokiri emerald, the Goron ruby and the Zora sapphire, being, as you have probably guessed, green, red and blue, respectively. In Ham-Ham Heartbreak, you have to collect three marbles; one blue, one green, and one red. First similarity. The second similarity is that in OoT, you have to place the aforementioned spiritual stones in these little hole things in the Temple of Time. In Hamtaro, you have to put the marbles into slots in a pedestal. Thirdly, there is an extremely similar looking sword-holding pedestal in both games. So you’re there as child Link in the Temple of Time, and you pull out the sword from the pedestal, to find out that it is the master sword. Yay! And in Hamtaro, you pull the ’sword’ out to discover that it is…. THE LEGENDARY SPOON. Yes, a spoon. And a very useful one too. But anyway. The last similarity is that when you pull the legendary spoon out in Ham-Ham Heartbreak, there is actually Legend of Zelda music playing. Oh yes. :D In conclusion, Nintendo is fantastic. And they all lived happily ever after. The end.

 In other news, today I bought some castanets in the shape of a frog, and a glow in the dark star with a hat on it.

This is copied and pasted from my MySpace profile. Yes, I am sad. But I quite like it.

I’m a little more forgiving than my predecessors. I’ve a keen eye. It likes to observe murders on the moor in the coldest, darkest midwinter. I never was one for parties. Sure, I like to socialise as much as the next person, but my heart cannot cope with the torment of knowing that I am in love with every person in the room, but not one of them loves me back. It’s a long road to get back to where I was, but the flight takes twenty minutes. Psychologically speaking. This is really great, I can see us being best friends. I just feel like you really get me, you know?

THIS ISN’T NOEL COWARD! says:
Would you like this:

THIS ISN’T NOEL COWARD! says:
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Robyn says:
THAT IS TOTALLY MY JOB, MATTHEW.

Robyn says:
YOU TOTALLY JUST STOLE MY JOB.