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Monday, 11 June 2007
Saturday, 21 April 2007
It has been a while since i blogged last so thought i'd make it relo.
Study and the gain of understanding has gotten man far but why do we not want to study or learn so often. Could university be done in a better richer way so that this was not the case?
Friends are like a warm drink on a cold day and can be thoroughly adictive but can also run dry and people can get thirsty and suffer.
When we have to we can do thing we never thought we could. If only we could do it with out the pressure of university and others.
We all have the potential to be great.
Whats the difference between the mind and the soul. If any one actually reads my blog can they please answer this last one question even if their answer is "i dont really know".
Thanks everyone. Cal
Study and the gain of understanding has gotten man far but why do we not want to study or learn so often. Could university be done in a better richer way so that this was not the case?
Friends are like a warm drink on a cold day and can be thoroughly adictive but can also run dry and people can get thirsty and suffer.
When we have to we can do thing we never thought we could. If only we could do it with out the pressure of university and others.
We all have the potential to be great.
Whats the difference between the mind and the soul. If any one actually reads my blog can they please answer this last one question even if their answer is "i dont really know".
Thanks everyone. Cal
Thursday, 21 December 2006
Arrrrgh is a actual word
Arrrgh is the officail oxford dictionary termanology for what i feel when i think about my university life at the moment. So much to do and so little time to do it. Where is my duplicating machine so i can be into places at one when i need it, and where is that burard with his oh so handy time stopping watch. If you see him can you tell him to pop it throught the door of my flat. Where did i leave my clever pills that make me understand the way they comunicate in these crazy uni books.
Lifes weird.
Lifes weird.
Monday, 11 December 2006
Sunday funday
Sundays are the best things in the world. I think everyone should apply the 66 white street rule that "Study is forbidden on sundays".
Its just cool to have every one available for socialising and there is such a feeling of fellowship that you cant help but feel encouraged by 6:30pm no matter how you felt in the morning.
My sunday was like this.
Mich and i got to Kirk in the rain
Listened to service and sang and worshiped
lunch at hubbards = special 2 for 1 for full english breakfast
Lots of banter and random chat about stuff but one thing we noticed that was common was when we hard working and busy highly productive students (life tough for us contary to the older generations beliefs) return home to our native lands we tend to get tired and lazy due to a back log of fatigue that built up. Also we ( underfed students cos we are to lazy to eat proper healthy food or go shopping) tend to eat lots of our rents food no matter how much we've already had to eat that day.
Fatty Boom Batty
So then the after a sausage fight with the other table (darren jackson mainly) we left to endure more rain. Jenni and i went to see a man about a dog.......Well to be infact it was a lady we saw and it was a black lab called sky. One of the customers of Barretts the shop i work in ( no its not a shoe shop B4 you say, it a newagents on byres road opposite great george st) gave me a shot of her dog 4 the avo. If only I had a picture. Her name (the dog that is) was sky and was the most excitable coolest 8 month puppy you've ever seen.
we took her round the botan and had to some poop scooping but that was a minor inconvenince for the amount of fun we had.
Then we went to the most bazar party this side of the kelvin. We dried of sky(the dog) with a towel and she was quite happy to socialise and was very well behaved so we let her of the lead. There was lots of cake and mulled wine and good chat. also a punch bag which was fun. I spoke to some folk i knew and some folk i didn't. I felt very proud to be acquainted with sky ( thats the dog) cos she got so much attention. Got a phone call from sky's owner askin for her back. So left to battle the elements again with my trusty mut. We had to go via st silas. We got nearly home when sky ( thats the dog) decided she'd had enough and just sat down and refused to move. She honestly wouldn't budge. She had this look of " listen mate it raining and im hungary and tired and am fed up of being treated like some sort of dog, no furthur that i go. So i got down and let her lick my ear for a bit and then she was as right as rain and we ran the rest of the way as she tried to bit my coat and jeans. And we made it home. I got invited in and felt it rude not to acept a tea and cake. I was offered dinner but had left stuff at the party so wanted to go back B4 they left 4 church.
Went to church and had some great worship. Didn't stay long in the pub but went to Michelles absoltly soakin wet. Beth answers the door and gave me a towel and the trousers she was wearing. She had no other ones that would fit. We watched Sae the last dance with was an ok film but a bit sad. Then i walked home in my boxer shorts and won a £10 bet with michelle. Then slept and did another week of study.
Its just cool to have every one available for socialising and there is such a feeling of fellowship that you cant help but feel encouraged by 6:30pm no matter how you felt in the morning.
My sunday was like this.
Mich and i got to Kirk in the rain
Listened to service and sang and worshiped
lunch at hubbards = special 2 for 1 for full english breakfast
Lots of banter and random chat about stuff but one thing we noticed that was common was when we hard working and busy highly productive students (life tough for us contary to the older generations beliefs) return home to our native lands we tend to get tired and lazy due to a back log of fatigue that built up. Also we ( underfed students cos we are to lazy to eat proper healthy food or go shopping) tend to eat lots of our rents food no matter how much we've already had to eat that day.
Fatty Boom Batty
So then the after a sausage fight with the other table (darren jackson mainly) we left to endure more rain. Jenni and i went to see a man about a dog.......Well to be infact it was a lady we saw and it was a black lab called sky. One of the customers of Barretts the shop i work in ( no its not a shoe shop B4 you say, it a newagents on byres road opposite great george st) gave me a shot of her dog 4 the avo. If only I had a picture. Her name (the dog that is) was sky and was the most excitable coolest 8 month puppy you've ever seen.
we took her round the botan and had to some poop scooping but that was a minor inconvenince for the amount of fun we had.
Then we went to the most bazar party this side of the kelvin. We dried of sky(the dog) with a towel and she was quite happy to socialise and was very well behaved so we let her of the lead. There was lots of cake and mulled wine and good chat. also a punch bag which was fun. I spoke to some folk i knew and some folk i didn't. I felt very proud to be acquainted with sky ( thats the dog) cos she got so much attention. Got a phone call from sky's owner askin for her back. So left to battle the elements again with my trusty mut. We had to go via st silas. We got nearly home when sky ( thats the dog) decided she'd had enough and just sat down and refused to move. She honestly wouldn't budge. She had this look of " listen mate it raining and im hungary and tired and am fed up of being treated like some sort of dog, no furthur that i go. So i got down and let her lick my ear for a bit and then she was as right as rain and we ran the rest of the way as she tried to bit my coat and jeans. And we made it home. I got invited in and felt it rude not to acept a tea and cake. I was offered dinner but had left stuff at the party so wanted to go back B4 they left 4 church.
Went to church and had some great worship. Didn't stay long in the pub but went to Michelles absoltly soakin wet. Beth answers the door and gave me a towel and the trousers she was wearing. She had no other ones that would fit. We watched Sae the last dance with was an ok film but a bit sad. Then i walked home in my boxer shorts and won a £10 bet with michelle. Then slept and did another week of study.
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