I always think my days are completely uneventful until I actually try and write something on here (which, by the way, I have found to be somewhat therapeutic).
I spent the morning in English which was terribly boring. The first half is with some awful northerner teacher. She wears the most frightful clothing, usually a suit with some garishly coloured top. If I recall correctly it was a grey suit (two tones of grey, one for the jacket, one for the trousers), and then a bright orange t-shirt today. And she doesn't wear a bra. And she's over 50.
The second half was with a much nicer teacher. Unfortunately it's just coursework with her. I have no idea what I want to do for my coursework so she got the entire class to come up with ideas for me. At first I felt like one of these special children, and then I realised I just didn't care and the atmosphere in the room was just funny rather than patronising. I'm now a little further with ideas but still lost. Nevermind.
I have to write a personal statement for university by next week. There are a number of issues with this. Firstly, I have no idea what subject I'd want to do so I am debating putting some of the bearable ones in a hat. Secondly, I'm fairly sure I'll not get very good grades for my A-levels which will limit me greatly. Thirdly, I've no idea which university I'd want to go to in the first place. Don't you just hate the smug bastards who say "Oh I'm going to do architecture at X University and then go on to take over the family business!" I think I should give being a bastard a go, they seem to be the most successful people in the world.
Speaking of next week I also have a mock exam for Psychology, which I have a sneaking suspicion I will fail but I'm quietly confident that if I do manage to get to do some revision inbetween working, personal statements and coursework, I could just manage it. I think the pass rate is only 50% for this mock. If we fail we have to retake it the first day back after the Christmas holidays, and if we fail it that time we get kicked off the course. No pressure.
I finally succumbed to Madge's disco ball and downloaded Confessions On A Dancefloor. It's not bad, but in my opinion (and I realise saying this in a gay community could be hazardous to health), it really doesn't live up to its reviews/hype. There's a few good tracks (Hung Up, Push, Like It Or Not), but some of it just makes me switch off. On the other hand I also got Scissor Sister's album and KT Tunstall's too. They are both really good.
I'm trying to get a good Christmas CD made up, however, if iTunes think they are going to make me pay £18 for their "essentials", they have another thing coming. It's times like these I can understand why people just download through BitTorrent or whatever.
I was also reading about 'silent nuisance calls' today. Apparently something's happening to make them illegal or an investigation is being made into them to see if they are already illegal, or some such crap. Every article I read about these calls cites the annoyance of their silence. In my experience if they were silent I'd be a happy man. The nuisance occurs when you get some awful Middle Eastern twit on the other end telling me I've won a free mobile. I think I've said somewhere before that nowadays I just play with them when I'm bored, it can be so funny. When I'm bored of that I just hang up. When I'm angry I tell them to fuck off.
Alright, I have come to the conclusion that my days are completely uneventful.