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March 20 I feel old...I had my birthday and turned 19 on Sunday, and now I'm starting to feel old. For starters I only have a year left of my teens, coupled with the fact that I'm at university, recently put a deposit down on a house for next year and I'm finding myself drinking wine more often (though to be fair these could just be symptoms of being a student and having found a fairly nice bottle of wine in tescos for £2.10).
However, there are other more worrying things I do that lead me to believe that I'm getting old, primarily reminiscing about old cartoons and tv shows (last few days I've spent a lot of time watching Red Dwarf and just a short while ago I was saying how I missed watching Timmy Mallet shows on tv) and more and more often I find myself starting sentences with 'back in my day...' even though 'my day' was at most a couple of years ago.
Finally there are the two things going on that make me really feel old. First, as I've complained about before, I'm now technically the unit leader for the St John unit at university (still in the hand over period really) inspite of having been in St John since around October and being a first year, just makes me feel old. Secondly there's the fact that for quite a while alcohol has had only a limited effect on me when I'm out drinking and the idea of getting pissed doesn't really appeal to me (probably because it'd be too expensive and I'm happy just drinking and having a chat).
There's also the slight worry that on my birthday I failed my first ever Sudoku game on msn games, though in my defence it was rated as diabolically difficult.
All in all, I feel old so must complain about it.
QOTD: Rimmer: Look, maybe we can reason with it. Open communication channels, Lister. Broadcast on all known frequencies, and in all known languages, including Welsh.
And a bonus comic strip due to having just spent several weeks learning about Chi-squared again. March 14 Oh God it burns!On Monday we had the AGM for the St John LINKS society here and due to the fact that just about all of the committee was leaving (bar two, one of which couldn't run for the positions) the entire committee needed filling by newbies like myself. As a result I ended up running for the positions of Unit Leader (the student in charge) and membership secretary (the one with more paperwork that most places other than the tax office). This of course meant making speeches, not my strongest area (as I demonstrated in my first speech by threatening to kill everyone in the room, second one went better). Surprisingly enough I didn't get the membership secretary role (where I threatened to kill everyone), which left me in a state of shock as I'd finally resigned myself to the fact that it was inevitable (doesn't mean I was happy with the idea for those who got their hopes up) though I did manage to gain more votes that Buddha. However, they still got me for Unit Leader and the previous one has been very eager to had over everything (I was threatened with the Big Black Box of paper work earlier today).
In other news, I just passed my medical gasses assessment meaning that, should it be required, I can now provide my casualties with Oxygen or Entonox (laughing gas basically if you need to know what it is). However the sports duties on Wednesdays are now finished where the majority of casualties requiring gasses can be found so I won't be able to get some first hand experience before the big sports duties at the start of term, could get lucky on the duty Ents duties I've got coming up but it's doubtful. The assessment went along perfectly (more or less) for me, however, before hand I had had someone questioning me about every aspect of the course for about 5 hours. There was also a slight problem where one of the other assessee's nearly blew the room up but I don't know the details of that as I was lucky enough to be in a waiting room at the time, though the pair that went at that time took around 45 minutes compared to me and my partner taking 15 at most.
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Dr. Ray Stantz: I think we'd better split up. March 10 Self-PresevationMost of the time I have a very song self-preservation instinct, I value my life quite highly inspite of others best attempts. However, every so often I'll do something foolish that breaks tradition.
Some good examples of this include me joining St John Ambulance LINKS at the beginning of the year. Now this may not sound like something against self-preservation, in fact it may sound radically different. What you don't consider however is how much time it takes up amoungst other things (I've had two lie-ins in the last two weeks. And neither of them on a weekend). The greatest risk to my life though comes from my seeming inability to say no for some reason (which is probably how I got into the unit in the first place seeing as I also joined the TA that day... oh the horror). The results of this recent inability to say no has lead to me first being told that I was running to be a first year rep on the committee and now that next year, once just about all the experienced members are gone, I'll be Unit Leader and Membership Secretary (assume the elections go the way they hope). Many people from college and school I've mentioned this too have cringed in fear and dread but I don't seem to be able to just firmly say no and get out of it.
Another good example of failing my primary task of self-preservation is in two of my recent creations. The original (and of course better) Cheezy Tunes video made from clips of video I took and pictures from the first Cheezy Tunes of this university year. And now just yesterday, Cheezy Tunes Mk2. I got many death threats after the first one, and several during this one (also several demands for a pint in repayment which is just as bad) but for some reason I still make it, put it onto youtube then told all those involved about it.
I now have to go hide under a rock for the rest of the term (which will also mean I can avoid the elections) and pray that I'm not found.
PS - for your viewing pleasure:
QOTD: Pain is an illusion of the senses, despair is an illusion of the mind. |
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