Productivity.

Hello again,

Rest assured this is a normal blog.

I've had a good, productive day today. Woke up at a very nice 11:00 (quite late) and then came downstairs and had a shower and a cup of coffee. I tend to find a shower is a great way to wake up properly, so i was wide awake whilst having my coffee, which always keeps you warm, and thinking about what i had to do. It was a good start.

So, the first thing on my list was to get my hair cut, which i did, and am happier now i have. My hair is obviously shorter (in true nature of a haircut) but it looks pretty good and it means it's no longer in my eyes, which is all good. I got back slightly later than I would have thought, but it really didn't matter. I had another shower to get rid of any remaining loose hair and just to wash it again after cutting, get it back to how hair should be.

Next thing (and this was the biggest, really) was to atleast start my science revision timetable, which i have done. I was watching Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix in the background, and started using my yellow sheet. I think, however, that when Mrs Turner gave that hint to do something different, she meant it. That yellow sheet was a pile of pants. So i moved onto Excel where i have done the Biology and Chemistry modules in a concise and easy to use revision plan. Wonderful. I'm going to do physics tomorrow, after hopefully doing some media work. More productivity.

And the last thing was to tidy my room and sort out stuff for tonight. My room is very tidy and my stuff for tonight took all of 5 minutes. So I've had a pretty damn good day, and all I have ahead of me now is a nice dinner, a great sleepover and a rather wonderful hour before the aformentioned sleepover with helen ;)

Someone said that the best things in life are free. Well, one of these wonderful things (but still free) is productivity; having got done all you wanted to a level which you wanted and feeling good but not worn out by it all, or like you've been overworked. I feel very calm, and i certainly don't feel like I've been busy, even though when i look back i sort of have been. Another good day :)

Josh xxx

g'day guvnor.

Hello again,

Back in ye olden days when joseph bazalgette was a celebrity for creating the sewers, everyone lived by class. You either begged, shined shoes or turned your nose up at the poor and carried on with whatever you were doing, which was guaranteed to be more important than some poor scrounger. Bah, you said, they were just lazy. Things were run by class. And to some extent, there are classes now. And that's what bugs me.

I'm not here to repetitively say 'the chavs' or 'those damn yobbos' because that's incredibly generalised and i sound like a moron from those aformentioned olden days. But unfortunately, i tend to find that we are completely overtaken by a society that just doesn't care. They literally do not care about anything, like they can't see past their own noses. They don't think about where they'll end up, or what will happen to them, or how much annoyance they put on others. They just don't care. As people around them don't care, they don't feel a need to. And seeing as, one of the only things they put importance on is their reputation, or themselves, they prefer to just stay not caring about who else they annoy, or upset.

On top of that, they somehow have managed to completely spare themselves from rational thought, at all. They will say something, and if you do any form of retaliation, they get so hideously offended like you should be bowing down and licking their shoes. It's so aggrivating when they start ganging up on people for something they've done; the fact they are too arrogant to realise. In the past i might have said 'well of course they know. It's just because they need to hold up a reputation, show themselves to be tough' but recently i can't say i've been sure. Maybe they literally find that you are in the wrong. Having never been inside the head of someone like that, i couldn't tell you. And i would say neither could they. I mean, you may beg the question whether or not they are so stupid to genuinely not realise, but then again on multiple occasions i have found people who say such outrageous things that make me hang my head in shame. Like the person who didn't know the spelling of the word awe, or oar, or indeed believe that there were two words, awe and oar. In fact, there's a few more. No doubt she didn't know about them either. And at that talk on rocks (i was forced, i didn't attend out of interest, or even politeness. You have to draw the lines somewhere), when he told us that there were sometimes dinosaur fossils in rocks, someone actually blurted out 'oh, so the dinosaurs were real?' funnily enough everyone else had managed to clarify the dinosaurs existance before the age of 13/14. Certainly no one else shouted it out. And not only was she none the wiser on the dinosaurs, she clearly didn't realise that shouting it out would show the world how foolish a person, namely her, could be. Good lord.

I'm not meaning to rant, y'all understand. It just aggrivates me to know that there are those who don't care about anyone except themselves, or people they are friends with. They are completely oblivious to the world around them, and have a complete disregard for it. The world around them could tell them a lot. They just need to listen. But they never ever do. I mean, some people, like jamie (no offence, you are a good example. Hi jamie) occasionally muck around, but teachers don't mind it so much and are completely aware that they can mention it and jamie is quite capable of being brilliant, and he's very intelligent and can acknowledge where the line is drawn. But they can't. They never stop.

I think i'm safe blogging here, seeing as i doubt any of them have blogspot stuff. Intriguingly, i heard a similar person in question saying 'I'll talk later on bebo, see ya' in a pretty good mirror of what jamie said a few weeks ago.

Precisely. You're welcome to Bebo. I'm steering clear of it.

Josh xx

(a little note: there are actually a few homophones of awe, namely oar, or, ore)

Weekends are overated.

Hello again, 

well, i'm really starting to believe the title, even though i used to think weekends were great. Maybe because i'm having a good time at school, the weekends seem a bit rubbish. I'm not changing into some study-freak who can think of nothing better than science coursework, or maths, but sometimes (including this weekend) I really wish there was only one day of the weekend. Having a rest is brilliant and all, but there a few things i hate more than talking to people (on msn) and when they ask what i've been up to to have to say 'not much, you?' which is just code for absolutely-flipping-nothing. Nothing in the slightest. I wish i could even say something so dull as 'I bought a pair of shoes' but i can't. My parents and brother are working a lot at the weekends (I know it isn't their fault) but it leaves me with very little. That's why i like school at the moment, there's always something new to the day. I'm beginning to find these odd weekends really dull.

Last weekend it was ok; i had friends round for a sleepover and because of that everyone had had a good day and had sunday for a nice rest. But if you've used saturday for your nice rest after a school week, then what of sunday? You've already rested, and now you're being told to rest some more. You can't, there needs to be something new. And there isn't. So i'm not half looking forward to school, even if it sounds stupid to say so. Oh well. Something nice needs to happen. Something that takes up saturday and leaves sunday to the lazy. But even rest gets boring and tedious.

See you all tomorrow, for school. Change, at last.

Josh xx

Hey everyone,

Well, i don't want this to end up like a copy of one of Alex's posts, but I guess it's a similar situation. A very very good day. A very very very VERY good day.

School was good too, i like fridays. Fridays are good. Geography, like german (although i'm coming back to that) isn't really bad at all, and history was fun. It was good to present, after we'd been working on these things for so long we needed a change of topic. German (see, i said i'd get back to it) was good too, Mrs Griffiths is actually a good teacher despite what jamie said about Mrs Woman's Institute.

Media and Drama are my two favourite subjects, and them side by side is very very cool. I am incredibly happy with my group and this coursework is going to be challenging but brilliant fun. I've always liked advertising and this one is far more practical than the others. I'm also happy TO be working in a group; I'm not the fall back on others type and i like to work with others to make sure I'm not the only voice and be able to have fun at the same time.

Drama is always my favourite subject, I think you can be really creative with it and i enjoy it very much. I liked my group too, once again.

But then again, what of school? Helen came back to my house with me. And i have had the most amazing afternoon ever. In fear of copying alex, i feel so close to helen and I never wanted her to leave, But i had to hide it so well for when she left when her mum was there. Dammit. I need to see her again. I love her so so much and that was just proved to me again tonight. I can't live without her.

So all around, a good day. Well, fridays are good.

Josh xx

Lost for words..

The title isn't really true; all i mean is a don't really have anything to write. What does one write in such a blog? I've already written about life being good, and nothing really significant has happened ('cept helen) but i've written about that too. The only thing i can really say is that I'm glad it's the weekend. I'm happy for a break, not a huge rest, but just a chance to relax for a bit. I'm also happy because some people are coming over, and that should be fun. But i worry that soon i'll be going on about life again, and i'd rather not bore you with that. I want to write. But i can't really without sending you to sleep or making you avert your eyes everytime you see such boring material not worthy of a read.

Something interesting needs to happen. 

And the worse thing is, i've sort of played my joker in a sense, because i can't even write about not having anything to write about anymore; i've already used that idea. The most interesting thing happening that i can post about (that i haven't before) is Mr Howell (who does make me laugh) telling us about his intricate ways of sellotaping a pair of jeans to a whiteboard, or playing us another bleeding video clip so that he can join Mr Boughton watching things on the internet and drinking from mouldy teacups. So that's this post idea out the window. Damn

Maybe i should never post this.

Oh well.

Josh xx

Never let it slip through your fingers.

The title says it all.

You could call this post the second part of my previous one about life. Life is pretty damn brilliant at the moment, and some of you know why. And it's to those people i am thankful for, for inspiring this and giving me the title. Cos basically, we can all say 'what ifs' for hundred years, but never let it happen. You might feel better. Wondering what you could have done and wishing you did can eat you from the inside out and constantly play on our mind. You can hate yourself for never taking that one chance, whatever it is, and learning from mistakes is better than dwelling on them. Hence this post. And i am thankful that the chance i got today came and even more thankful i didn't let it pass like some other stuff. Obviously, as it first happened about a million 'what ifs' latched themselves firmly onto my mind, but once I cleared them away there was a clear answer that i had to take. So i took it. And now i'm feeling, fantastic. And i really want it to work. I guess everyone was right, even when i told them to shut up. But i'm happy now. And i think i will be for quite a while.

Never let it slip through your fingers. I didn't, and obviously i wonder what would have happened if i said no. And i bet my life i'd be worse off by a long way.

You might be able to guess what happened. But even if you can't, it's a good message to follow. I'm certainly gonna be happy with her (that was for those who couldn't guess).

Josh xx

The little things in life

Hello again,

I'm feeling happy. I don't know why, I feel really relaxed and calm, and like i have not a care in the world. No worries. It's a good feeling; content. Feeling like there's nothing you could do better. It's a good thing. Don't look at what you don't have, and wish you did. Think about the stuff you have that makes you happy. But however bad you feel, there's always something that can make you feel happy. Like when you're round a fire, even if it's out in the open, and you feel like you have everything, even though all you really have is warmth and light. Little things. They mean a lot. Or music. I'm listening to handbags and gladrags. That's a good song, and it makes you feel pretty happy about everything. You'll find if you think of the things you have, you'll find that they outweigh the things you want by a long way. 

I feel content right now, which is why i'm writing this. It's like you'll always be happy, and it's a great feeling.

I know there wasn't much point to this, but I wanted to write something. And i didn't really care what it was, just so long as i could be writing it.

That's content for you. 

Josh xx

Once in a blue moon.

Hello again,

As much as i'm aware that we have all been given enough homework to last everyone in the school three years solidly, we can't get past the fact that sometimes, we are bored. So why aren't we together having a laugh, rather than being a bunch of lonely teenagers? Maybe i speak only for myself, maybe eveyone's been meeting up without me having a clue. But it seems to me like we go for weeks at a time without seeing each other outside of school. That's why they set up youth centres, to give teenagers something to do other than stabbing each other. I don't want to be convicted of knife crime. I'd rather be with you guys.

So why don't we meet up regularly? I don't mean necessarily the cinema everytime, or something which has to be fitted with a specific date. Just try and find a time when we can all meet up. Not at the same house everytime, cos we don't want to put pressure on parents, but just sometime when we can meet up. I think everyone enjoys it, so why do we let ourselves get bored, when we could be having fun? And, most of the things we try to organise are organised in a half and half share between the night before and the morning after, in some cases, so it wont be that different.

I'm sorry if this blog wasn't very good, I wanted to write something and this thing i was thinking about sprung to mind. Hence why the title is 'once in a blue moon'. 

Couldn't we all meet up more?

Josh xx

can't sleep...

I'm sure many of you will be wondering why i am awake and, of all things, why i am writing about it. I suppose it is to give me something to do whilst's it's dark and there is little else to do when sleep is temporarily unavailable. oh well

Anyways, I find me pretty annoying whilst I can't sleep, cos i do annoying little things that keep me awake. One of them is to stare aimlessly at the ceiling, or the floor, or my chair, or whatever comes to hand. This seriously gets aggrivating as it most certainly does not send me to sleep. I also start to hum odd things, like earlier i was humming Kije's march that had got stuck in my head, and then a few minutes later i found myself starting to hum happy birthday. And the final one is i start to think, and this is really distracting. So I have to give myself something to do, i.e reading or, in this case, writing.

So i guess my last post wasn't my last ever, and i may have caught the blogging bug after all, whatever that is. Or it may end up like twitter, where i thought i'd check it and then swapped it for facebook and left twitter gathering dust in the void of the internet. I wouldn't know.

But regardless, many people have been writing just about life, in general, so i figured i'd 'jump on the band wagon' as it were. And life is good. The build up to christmas (in and out of school) was great and it was fantastic to have a break as the last few weeks had been pretty busy. But then there were those last few days of the holidays where we all become losers and couch potatoes for a bit. I was never doing much, and, from the sound of the msn conversations i was having (my only communication with the outside world) others weren't doing much either. As a result of being bored, noone could be motivational, so we all got more bored. I think many will agree that it's been good to get back to school. Being back with friends and being able to catch up with friends and people has been great. I'm feeling generally happy and my friends just show me why. They split my sides with laughter and i worry that my jaw will soon be stuck in a smile. Or it will hurt to be sad. Maybe that's a good thing. I'm (although it seems loserish to say it) very happy with my test grades, which is nice, and to top it all one of my friends likes me again. Life is pretty good. I certainly don't want it to change anytime soon.

I know many of you will read this and ask why I wrote this. I agree, I have no doubt that i'll read it later and ask myself why i blabbed on at midnight when i should have my eyes shut. But i have to have something to do, and this was the thing i was thinking about, so it made sense. I know i'll hate the morning too, when i wake at a dismal 7:30 when the world has still got the lights off and think 'why on earth was a hitting a keyboard when i should have been asleep?'. Still, I have geography first period to help me catch up on lost rest. No doubt Mr Howell's droning voice will do better than humming, thinking or staring at something.

And hey, if i hadn't written this, i would have probably just thought some more.

Night, everyone.

Josh xx