I'd first of all like to apologize for my blog yesterday. I'm very tired, i'm out of my pills, and i'm a little tense. You see i broke a rib last week whilst skiing, and its just healing. Today it was aggravated again. Both whilst playing football, and due to the idiocy of some of my best friends. But what are friends for? Love? Happiness? Anything whatsoever? Thats the brilliance about friendship, it brings people together. And bringing people together is the best part of life.

I scored twice today in football. This is a good feat for me, i'm injured, and also play at right back. I'm sorry if sport isn't your thing. I like some sports. I'm terrible them though. I should learn this. I don't. In the famous words of a song i was listening to earlier 'i joined in with some football hooligans and they were all bastard cunts'. I'm one of them bastard cunts. Sorry.

I so far don't think i've really used these blogs for anything other than really explaining who i am. I may just keep them like this for a while. I'll tell you all about myself, some of you may already know me. You'll know my hair, my hands, my lips, my heart. But most of you won't. And as i sit here and listen to Europe after the rain by Max Richter, and the violin plays and makes me feel more mellow, and more scared, i feel that perhaps i don't even know myself, and that maybe these words i write will explain me some more. I have a lot on my plate. I play the role of Seneca, whilst my friend Sam, plays the part of Burrus, rather badly too. My house master plays Nero. Nero is very harsh on the younger years, but gets better the further up the food chain you move. His two advisors, Seneca and Burrus are key to his survival. However one of his advisors, young Burrus is stupid, foolish and the ultimate jock. I am a musician. I do almost everything in the house. One of my main successes culminated in the arrival of our house sports shirts today. Still. I complain. I should shut up now, before you all leave.

As i said, i'm a musician. Music is my life. If any of you have ever seen the film where Jamie Fox plays the homeless schizophrenic pianist, i am the pianist. I play the clarinet to grade 8 standard. I sing, and have appeared on tv nine times. I play the bass guitar. I can sorta play piano, there are one or two others. Music is the only thing that keeps me from ending it now. The day i go deaf will be my last one on earth. Blindness can be overcome, the inability to feel anything would be a blessing. (For few of you know, that if my uni stuff all goes wrong, then i'm going to join the army and fight in afghanistan. Fighting people i'm not scared of, who i would kill to protect my family and friends, and to protect my religion. Islam is a great religion, and i take many parts of my own religion form it. I just do not appreviate all their laws.

I'm falling asleep at my screen.



I wrote that all lastnight, i did fall asleep about 30 seconds after writing that. I was very tired. Long day.
Today i hit the town of York to see the uni. It was a bit of a dump if i'm being honest. Not really for me, will probably apply to Nottingham instead.

Not really up for writing a post tonight, may just leave it like this.
And by may, i mean will.

Love you all

J

Song of the day: Second chance - Lovehatehero
Quote of the day: 'When we are tired, we are attacked by ideas we conquered long ago' - Friedrich Nietzsche