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It's been a good weekend. My last blog (as in my first blog) was last Tuesday, five days ago, and yeah, its been a pretty good few days in all. Wednesday-day was particularly unevenetful, I think I overslept and missed my 9am seminar, which I went to later in the week... but it meant I had a day off pretty much, so that was cool. It's easy to feel bogged down at uni, even with such an empty-looking schedule. Each hour of lectures normally entails a further 2 or 3 hours of work, not to mention the revision of last-terms material that I need to start going over, so despite a fairly bare time table time can be pretty tight. Having said this, the day was mostly relaxed away. I had a huge football match to look forward to Saturday, and unlike any match since as far back as junior football I was getting butterflies and those excited/nervous feelings as much as a week in advance of the game... But more on that later in this post.
Wednesday night was very cool. I'm in an Investment Society at uni, which I know sounds obscenely sad, but its something that Ive always been interested in as far back as I can remember - when I'd be sat watching tv with my mum as a kid and she'd flick onto teletext to check share prices. When I was doing my a-Levels I started reading books about the stock market, and when I heard on coming to uni that there was an Investment Society I definitely knew it was something I wanted to be involved with. I loved it in the first year, and got involved for this year by getting a position on the committee. I enjoy it. It's cool. But anyway - regarding wednesday night, our sponsor for the society is a really interesting guy - he's pretty much been there and done it in the financial world, and nowadays his income comes from day-trading his own money... basically trading as prices swing throughout the day. He has some really interesting views on the current economic crisis, which you definitely don't need to be studying an economics degree to be aware of. He claims it's one of the most mis-reported events we will ever come across, so he spoke for an hour presenting his views on the crisis, trying to convert people to the cause basically... and his arguments were pretty compelling. I might outline them later in another blog because I really find it to be some interesting stuff. If this is a sentiment you remotely share, I advise you read his blog left today at 10.48am (Sunday 8th March).
After being given this pretty damning outlook on the current financial state of the world, I went for a drink with 3 friends - a quiet old-man drink where we watched football, talked about stocks and debated various other things in the world. The fun stuff.
Thursday's my buiest day in terms of timetable, I had 5 hours of classes between 9am and 2pm, then I dashed home. It was a pretty relaxing afternoon, I packed and got ready for my Dad to come pick me up. Like I said in my first blog, I go home at weekends to play football. I normally get a train back on Fridays but my dad was working in London on thursday so I hitched a ride back with him. We picked up my sister from High Wycombe (who's also at uni) on the way too, so we ended up getting home about 10pm or something. It was a pretty nice journey. I've got to admit I'm a pretty bad one for kipping in cars - as soon as we hit the motorway I'm out like a light. Time flew.
Friday was a cool day. My mum and sister went out shopping in the morning, my brother was at school and my dad was working again. I got up at a decent hour after a really good night's sleep, I watched Raw (really enjoying WWE at the moment - haven't done since I was about 12 or 13 but loving it at the moment), I think I may have catched up on some corrie and stuff too. Now, in our lounge, we have this beautiful log-burning fire. We get a truck-load of logs delivered at the start of summer, they dry out over the summer, we burn them over winter and get more next summer. But, thanks to the wonders of the British climate, we seemed to have a winter that started in about July last year so we got through way more logs than expected, so we had a delivery a Thursday. Guess whose job it was to sort them off our driveway! I actually quite enjoyed it, there was something quite theraputic about it. I transformed the pile of logs in the 
first picture to the beauutiful stack in the second. There were approx 987 logs. I counted weelbarrows of 30-50 until I had 250 then I stacked them, then brought through another 250. I'm cool. But I wasn't finished - it was such a good day and I'd seen some neighbours mowing their lawns... so I thought Id do ours too, house-husband style. That was another hour or so seeing as the grass was so bastard long. It was a nice day. Very relaxing ahead of the big match, although probably not the best preperation my back could have gone through.
Now this match on Saturday has been built up over the past few weeks as the biggest match in the clubs history. For a club 117 years old you don't take that too lightly, and out management team made it clear to us that it was the biggest match theyd been involved in through 30 years of playing in and managing teams in the club. We'd basically made it through to the semi final of the the County Cup, which involved all the amateur (and some semi-pro) 1st teams in Somerset... So getting to the final four was something the club had never done before. Friday night was cool, my lovely girlfriend came over and my parents cooked a roast dinner, real sunday-afternoon stuff. Beautiful. We watched corrie with my prents and my brother then I dropped her home. Mind on the game now. Slept well, really well. Got up around half 8 on Saturday, which in hindsight was too early. I was doing things to take my mind off the game. Cleaning my own boots is quite a rarity, but I even cleaned my brothers to pass a few more minutes.
Eventually I got down there, around 12.15, and we sat as a team for a while. It was good, then we went down to the changing rooms and got changed and started the warm-up. More and more people started pouring down to the game and it was clear that the messages about it being a big game for the club had been read by a lot of people in our little local paper. There were probably 150 people there, so it was a cool. I'll spare you the details of the game, but I'll probably post a link up to a match report when one gets published, but in the end we lost 4-2. As a goalkeeper (the guy in blue up there) it was a bit of a bummer to let in four, but they were a good team - they deserved to win. There were some cheap defensive mistakes for a couple of the goals but the attackers on their team forced the mistakes - they were well-organised and knew what they were doing. It was a good game and I felt proud to shake hands at the end of the game, congratulate them and wish them luck for the final. I enjoyed it - despite losing a big game it was a good afternoon.
I stuck about for a drink after the game with the guys, then dashed off with my girlfriend. I had a shower then we drove over to hers. Evenings at my girlfriend's are generally very quiet affairs. At mine there tend to be a lot of laughs, my parents probably spend too much time making jokes and telling embarassing stories, then the two of us play some Wii or she goes on GTAIV and kills prostitutes. At hers we tend to sit in the lounge with her mum and watch tv and chat a little. It's cool - I do enjoy it and I've got a cool relationship with her mum, but with her being a pretty quiet person and me being the same it can be difficult. We had dinner - so good after the match, and then watched The Shining. What a film! I love it, so so cool. If you've not seen it then do - although it's a bit bare on giving an actual explanation behind the super-natural sort of events (which I'm sure the book does) the it's still classic.
We watched some Mock The Week because my girlfriend can't go straight to bed after a scary film (lol)... And then today... Today's been a weird day - travelling mostly. Listening to country music in the car - my dad loves it and frankly me and my sistter have gotten pretty hooked on it too, lol. The top song is possibly this one, at least at the moment... Think I've loved it since we had a holiday in Florida when I was around 12 and we had no cds or tapes so just bought this "best of country" tape that was in a service station... This kind of music just seems to have happy memories attached to it for me... Even if most of the songs are about divorce, alcohol or maiming through horse-riding accidents.
The week ahead presents nothing of interest really. I just need to get back on the ball with working for lectures really, it's easy to get thrown off by other deadlines or exams coming up. Having said that I do actually have a deadline for some shocking essay on Tuesday - details possibly in another post.
Anyway, apologies for this long post. I've had a ncie week and it's been good recalling it. I think the next three weeks are just about getting into as much revision as I can. After that, I'm home for a month for easter, then back at uni for a month tops for exams, and then it's summer. Right now the next three weeks are the least attractive part of the bargain, so it'll be nice as these disappear into the past.
Kind regards to you all, and thanks for reading. The next post won't be so long. I promise. Take care, and post some links to your blog if you're blogging :)
Matt.
Currently Playing:
It's been a good weekend. My last blog (as in my first blog) was last Tuesday, five days ago, and yeah, its been a pretty good few days in all. Wednesday-day was particularly unevenetful, I think I overslept and missed my 9am seminar, which I went to later in the week... but it meant I had a day off pretty much, so that was cool. It's easy to feel bogged down at uni, even with such an empty-looking schedule. Each hour of lectures normally entails a further 2 or 3 hours of work, not to mention the revision of last-terms material that I need to start going over, so despite a fairly bare time table time can be pretty tight. Having said this, the day was mostly relaxed away. I had a huge football match to look forward to Saturday, and unlike any match since as far back as junior football I was getting butterflies and those excited/nervous feelings as much as a week in advance of the game... But more on that later in this post.
Wednesday night was very cool. I'm in an Investment Society at uni, which I know sounds obscenely sad, but its something that Ive always been interested in as far back as I can remember - when I'd be sat watching tv with my mum as a kid and she'd flick onto teletext to check share prices. When I was doing my a-Levels I started reading books about the stock market, and when I heard on coming to uni that there was an Investment Society I definitely knew it was something I wanted to be involved with. I loved it in the first year, and got involved for this year by getting a position on the committee. I enjoy it. It's cool. But anyway - regarding wednesday night, our sponsor for the society is a really interesting guy - he's pretty much been there and done it in the financial world, and nowadays his income comes from day-trading his own money... basically trading as prices swing throughout the day. He has some really interesting views on the current economic crisis, which you definitely don't need to be studying an economics degree to be aware of. He claims it's one of the most mis-reported events we will ever come across, so he spoke for an hour presenting his views on the crisis, trying to convert people to the cause basically... and his arguments were pretty compelling. I might outline them later in another blog because I really find it to be some interesting stuff. If this is a sentiment you remotely share, I advise you read his blog left today at 10.48am (Sunday 8th March).
After being given this pretty damning outlook on the current financial state of the world, I went for a drink with 3 friends - a quiet old-man drink where we watched football, talked about stocks and debated various other things in the world. The fun stuff.
Thursday's my buiest day in terms of timetable, I had 5 hours of classes between 9am and 2pm, then I dashed home. It was a pretty relaxing afternoon, I packed and got ready for my Dad to come pick me up. Like I said in my first blog, I go home at weekends to play football. I normally get a train back on Fridays but my dad was working in London on thursday so I hitched a ride back with him. We picked up my sister from High Wycombe (who's also at uni) on the way too, so we ended up getting home about 10pm or something. It was a pretty nice journey. I've got to admit I'm a pretty bad one for kipping in cars - as soon as we hit the motorway I'm out like a light. Time flew.
Friday was a cool day. My mum and sister went out shopping in the morning, my brother was at school and my dad was working again. I got up at a decent hour after a really good night's sleep, I watched Raw (really enjoying WWE at the moment - haven't done since I was about 12 or 13 but loving it at the moment), I think I may have catched up on some corrie and stuff too. Now, in our lounge, we have this beautiful log-burning fire. We get a truck-load of logs delivered at the start of summer, they dry out over the summer, we burn them over winter and get more next summer. But, thanks to the wonders of the British climate, we seemed to have a winter that started in about July last year so we got through way more logs than expected, so we had a delivery a Thursday. Guess whose job it was to sort them off our driveway! I actually quite enjoyed it, there was something quite theraputic about it. I transformed the pile of logs in the 
first picture to the beauutiful stack in the second. There were approx 987 logs. I counted weelbarrows of 30-50 until I had 250 then I stacked them, then brought through another 250. I'm cool. But I wasn't finished - it was such a good day and I'd seen some neighbours mowing their lawns... so I thought Id do ours too, house-husband style. That was another hour or so seeing as the grass was so bastard long. It was a nice day. Very relaxing ahead of the big match, although probably not the best preperation my back could have gone through.Now this match on Saturday has been built up over the past few weeks as the biggest match in the clubs history. For a club 117 years old you don't take that too lightly, and out management team made it clear to us that it was the biggest match theyd been involved in through 30 years of playing in and managing teams in the club. We'd basically made it through to the semi final of the the County Cup, which involved all the amateur (and some semi-pro) 1st teams in Somerset... So getting to the final four was something the club had never done before. Friday night was cool, my lovely girlfriend came over and my parents cooked a roast dinner, real sunday-afternoon stuff. Beautiful. We watched corrie with my prents and my brother then I dropped her home. Mind on the game now. Slept well, really well. Got up around half 8 on Saturday, which in hindsight was too early. I was doing things to take my mind off the game. Cleaning my own boots is quite a rarity, but I even cleaned my brothers to pass a few more minutes.
Eventually I got down there, around 12.15, and we sat as a team for a while. It was good, then we went down to the changing rooms and got changed and started the warm-up. More and more people started pouring down to the game and it was clear that the messages about it being a big game for the club had been read by a lot of people in our little local paper. There were probably 150 people there, so it was a cool. I'll spare you the details of the game, but I'll probably post a link up to a match report when one gets published, but in the end we lost 4-2. As a goalkeeper (the guy in blue up there) it was a bit of a bummer to let in four, but they were a good team - they deserved to win. There were some cheap defensive mistakes for a couple of the goals but the attackers on their team forced the mistakes - they were well-organised and knew what they were doing. It was a good game and I felt proud to shake hands at the end of the game, congratulate them and wish them luck for the final. I enjoyed it - despite losing a big game it was a good afternoon.I stuck about for a drink after the game with the guys, then dashed off with my girlfriend. I had a shower then we drove over to hers. Evenings at my girlfriend's are generally very quiet affairs. At mine there tend to be a lot of laughs, my parents probably spend too much time making jokes and telling embarassing stories, then the two of us play some Wii or she goes on GTAIV and kills prostitutes. At hers we tend to sit in the lounge with her mum and watch tv and chat a little. It's cool - I do enjoy it and I've got a cool relationship with her mum, but with her being a pretty quiet person and me being the same it can be difficult. We had dinner - so good after the match, and then watched The Shining. What a film! I love it, so so cool. If you've not seen it then do - although it's a bit bare on giving an actual explanation behind the super-natural sort of events (which I'm sure the book does) the it's still classic.
We watched some Mock The Week because my girlfriend can't go straight to bed after a scary film (lol)... And then today... Today's been a weird day - travelling mostly. Listening to country music in the car - my dad loves it and frankly me and my sistter have gotten pretty hooked on it too, lol. The top song is possibly this one, at least at the moment... Think I've loved it since we had a holiday in Florida when I was around 12 and we had no cds or tapes so just bought this "best of country" tape that was in a service station... This kind of music just seems to have happy memories attached to it for me... Even if most of the songs are about divorce, alcohol or maiming through horse-riding accidents.
The week ahead presents nothing of interest really. I just need to get back on the ball with working for lectures really, it's easy to get thrown off by other deadlines or exams coming up. Having said that I do actually have a deadline for some shocking essay on Tuesday - details possibly in another post.
Anyway, apologies for this long post. I've had a ncie week and it's been good recalling it. I think the next three weeks are just about getting into as much revision as I can. After that, I'm home for a month for easter, then back at uni for a month tops for exams, and then it's summer. Right now the next three weeks are the least attractive part of the bargain, so it'll be nice as these disappear into the past.
Kind regards to you all, and thanks for reading. The next post won't be so long. I promise. Take care, and post some links to your blog if you're blogging :)
Matt.
Currently Playing:
- GTA IV
- FIFA 09 (As the mighty Nott'm Forest (random team choice) lost the Charity Shield on penalties to Man City (in 2011 season) after a John Arne Riise (??) style last-gasp own goal conceded.. shocking)
Watching:
- This man's dvd "The Make Your Mark Tour" - Christopher Gutierrez
- Frasier Season 6 - just finished today. Will have to borrow a new season off ma gf now.
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