Sunshine

"I don't believe in God"

"Neither did i......but you'll find him. In the Sunshine"

FYI, i do believe in God, always have done, but this is just a quote i liked from the film 'Sunshine'. Very good movie, interesting plot development, especially when, in hindsight, you realise the trailer is slightly misleading, but there ya go. That's not what I'm here to talk about though.

Friday night saw an event which i never knew existed, but which excited me deep to my core. It was (of course) the Bournemouth Fire Festival. Key word there being "fire". I love fire. I take after my dad. Pyromaniacs, the both of us. It makes for good entertainment at parties....that is until someone gets burned.

The fire festival, basically put, was a bunch of pots (set aflame) arranged in weird and wonderful shapes. There were several hand type arrangements, a very cool sphere, rows of flaming pots along the verge, pipes with inscriptions, even a couple guys working these funnels so that they gushed flames every so often. It was quite a spectacle and very...romantic as well. (Yes, i can be a big softy at times). I think my favourite bit was the sphere 'o' fire, that looked good, although apparently i missed some guy twirling flame things about. Damn. Me and a friend of mine made jokes about going around asking anyone for a light, or simply lighting a cigarette off one of the pots. They were burning off pure paraffin by the way.

My Welcome crew duties start tomorrow, so expect an update on that soon(ish). For now, take care.

Our House

So I'm all moved into my new house. It's quite a big house. Large living room with three sofas, a toilet and bathroom on every floor, spacious kitchen....garden (sort off) and off-road parking. It also comes with a bunch of nutters, myself included. No foods fights as of yet, but I'm sure one can't be too far round the corner, as the last two will be moving in end of the month.

We've had a lot of "squatters" in our house past couple weeks. At one point, there were more people who shouldn't have been staying in the house then there were that should. One of the girls Boyfriends is going to be a permanent squatter this year, he doesn't pay rent, but hes helping with bills so, as long as he behaves I'm happy. Another Girl is putting up a friend of hers whose house won't be ready for another couple weeks, so our shed is full of stuff right now. Another of the girls had some friends over for the weekend, but they're gone now.

That's another thing you may have noticed, there are lots of girls in the house. Barring guests, there is just me, and a very nice chap called Reefe bigging up the male contingent in the house, and reefe is a first year who does his own thing most of the time anyway, so really it's just me (barring Dan "the squatter" Bristow). We even received a bill that was addressed solely to me, since for reason they think reef is a girl.

As far as life in the big brother house goes, its going alright. A few tensions are brewing because of messiness in the kitchen (it's not even me this time) but apart from that, so far so good. My room is nice and spacious too, so, bring on the ladies!

God Speed

I know what you're thinking. Yes, i am quite funny. What? Oh right....yeah it has been nearly a month since i last posted as well. You'll get over it.

I won't give you a run-down of what I've been doing or anything, wouldn't be very entertaining for you. I know it bores the hell out of me. But i will talk to you about one small incident over the past month, an incident that happened the other day in fact, and it involved me meeting up with my friends.

Now, you might think that this, in itself, is rather boring. I mean it was only us four meeting up in the pub to have a couple of drinks and talk shit for several hours. Something we've done many times before, even without a pub. But what was special about this night was the fact that two of our number, were about to embark on the great journey that is university, and the rest of us, as in me and Immie, were giving them the send off they deserved. It was quite special, even if some of em did turn up late.

I felt sorry for them, to be honest. They'd been stuck at home for a year, doing jobs they hated, waiting for their chance to experience what nearly all of their friends had experienced. Now they can, and so that night was special, because it was the proper send off that we never had last year, when it was just me and Immie going. In a way, this kind of send off is better, because some of us have "been there, done that", so we can alleviate their fears over whats to come. There was also a lot of laughs, usually at my expense, but hey, they earned it.

Here's to a good year guys. Honk.