Mm....Foodstuffs
I feel the urge to eat a banana sandwich and yet I sit here eating Noodles. I suppose the little voice in my head saying I didn't need any more carbohydrate is nullified by the fact that I would otherwise be eating these noodles. I think I'll go and change my food.
*5 minutes later*
Dear sweet lord this is goooood banana sandwich. I haven't had one of theses in a while. Its like all... Banana'y and stuff.
Anyhow I have spent the last few days at Home after a weekend at the farm with my mates. It seemed to be the last night we would be spending there as Granny has finally put the place on the market with Visitors to look at the place. However she hasn't had any offers which come close to what she wants for it (and in all fairness what it's worth, the land alone is massive and the house is vast).
However it does seem to pull the carpet out from underneath my summer, combined with getting a Job I don't think I'll be able to capture and of Summer 2k1:( I had hoped that last year's failure to follow was due to a change of circumstances (namely matt's absence and the poorer weather) and that we would get back to it this summer but it seems that someone has a desire to piss on my parade.
Still we have the holiday in Italy to look forward too *chews some more banana sandwich*
I am a bit melancholy at the moment. I just can't seem to fathom the way that my childhood seems to have been ripped out from under me. It seems a bit dramatic (and I hate all that melodrama some teens spout) but I figured that I had at least another few summers of fooling around with my mates before I had to enter the real world but situations as they are I don't think I'm going to get that =/
I've applied for another job, this one is working door-to-door for Childline. The pay is very good and the hours don't bother me (although there aren't many of them) and it has the added bonus of being something I believe in; Childline is a wonderful organization which I consider to be a manifestation of just some of the loads of good which gets done by charities in this country. Of all Childline performs perhaps the greatest service - allowing a free phone number for children suffering emotional or violent abuse to call for counselling and free help. I mean I can whinge about not having a summer but they don't have a life.
The family decided that as I was looking a bit down in the mouth they would let me have my own room, so we spent friday and the weekend clearing out the downstairs box-room and redistributing stuff so as to leave me with a bed, a cupboard and a computer desk, all that I need :D
Big Brother
Yesterday on the daily reccap both of the major gamers exposed their positions.
Firstly Nush in the bedroom when she was getting a talking to by sissy (blech). Did you noticed how she started wimpering? She turned it round so it looked like she was the victim, Sissy got drawn in and then in a moment of SHEER brilliance Nush actually got sissy to appologize to her which solidified her position as 'nice'. Definite Game There
Then Cameron REALLY gave the game away. A lot of people had suspected that he was playing the game and I for one had my suspicions confirmed. Cameron clearly agreed with Jon about the task but refused to do anything in fear of compromising his squeeky clean image, just like Justine he was frightened of being viewed as in cahoots with Jon so he refused to act.
Jon remains the man. He has many faults but he is an alright guy :)
Later
John
Posted by John Swaine at June 10, 2003 02:54 PM