Read this if you want to know more about me

I want to write a massive blog, I do, I do.

Maybe I'll do a bullet point thing like I did that time, but maybe throw in some lovely things about me.

Monday was awesome. As Aaron said, It was one of those days where you do nothing but feel so good about it. Tuesday, I wasn't sure was so great. There was nothing wrong with it really, I just didn't feel as positive as I did the day before. Nothing was different, I didn't lose or gain anything, but I did feel slighty demoralised. Weird how life is so dependant on little choices and feelings.

I do like take aways though. I think its something about the tiny community of it. It brings people together, its kind of symbolic in a way.

Hostility from me is either acceptance as a friend, or I think we're becoming friends and it scares me, because I know theres a possiblity I could let you down.

As some people found out today, I am a fan of ice hockey, and used to play it. Why today? Well this thursday I will be watching NHL on 5. It will either ruin friday, or make it completely awesome.

Which reminds me that I am doing something on friday for a bit. I'm going to cornwall to see some family, and theres like... a wedding? God I should know this. Wedding anniversary? Yeah I think thats it.

Its pretty late, I'm gonna save this and do more tomorrow. Goodnight!

Good morning! I slept for ages, woke up at about 3 and I was still tired. Dunno why, I did stay up to watch Nuggets v Lakers in the playoffs but not really much later than normal. *shrugs*

I keep phasing out a bit, wondering about stuff. It'll blow over and I'll be irrationally happy again in no time. Its just how people work.

Its kind of weird really, I wait all this time for my dream job to come along, and suddenly I've got another dream, and I don't feel as fulfilled as I should. Oh dear!

I'm not entirely sure what my favourite food is. But if I eat something delicious I will usually tell you about it.

I have a few scars. I heard scars are meant to be the badges of bravery, but I tend to see mine as the opposite. I still love em though, heres a list of them. I have a bunch of scars on my legs, all (apart from one) from when I've been drunk, no idea how I got them, but I imagine it wasn't graceful or awesome. A couple of them I'm proud of though, because of the reasons I got them, so thats nice. One of them is from when I was a kid and I fell over a wall being stupid. Theres a nice old dent in there. I have one scar from surgery when I was a kid. Being an idiot again haha, tried (and succeeded) to lift an entire sofa.
Went to hospital the week after for hernia surgery *chuckle*. One nice one under my armpit, again from when I was a kid. One on my middle finger - god knows how I got it, just happened, and bled a lot!

I have 3 things on the wall in front of me - a batman poster I got from Prague, the itinerary from when me Dave and Aaron roadtripped to Staffordshire, and an original 150 Pokémon poster.

Everything I have, I keep for a reason. To remind me of who I was, or where I've been, or what I've done. Its the reason I wear the same shoes every day, its not because I'm poor, its because I don't necessarily think theres any situation new enough to deserve a new pair. I usually buy a new pair of shoes when I feel like I need some. But I often only wear them once or a few times before realising it was just a false alarm.

These points should be more bullet-pointy.

I should also be getting on with work.

When I was a kid, I used to wake up before anyone else to watch the Men in Black cartoon.

I stopped watching the simpsons when I thought I should become more mature, but I realised what a mistake that was after I watched it the other night and I laughed even more than when I was a kid. Its genius.

Sometimes I wish I had the attention span to build a treehouse as a kid. Not so I could use it then, but so I could use it now.

I never wear sunglasses because I'm too concious about damaging my eyes. Although I'll happily spend hours 17cm away from a tv or computer screen every day.

For some reason I know a bit about psychology. Although apparently this doesn't apply in the real world, other than to pick up girls at parties.

I sometimes meditate. Not as a religious thing, just as a wellbeing thing.

Although I treat my body so badly, I'm pretty ridiculously healthy.

I only took an interest in art 2 years ago.

I only took an interest in film 2 months ago.

I love my friends, but sometimes wish we were closer.

I blame myself for drifting apart from my old friends.

I lost and miss all the necklaces I used to have. Especially the one a girl bought me.

I love to walk, get lost, have an adventure.

I don't want college to end, in case its a repeat of school.

No matter how many times they overplay it on ITV2, I will always love Back to the Future.

I usually do things the hard way, just because its more rewarding.

I'm half irish, although I never mention that to girls I like any more in fear that it will culminate in an embarrassingly bad irish accent which puts them off me entirely.

Ever since I was like 5, I've never been able to eat custard, because the first time I did was at school, and it tasted a lot like washing-up liquid.

I don't like it when people use the word the word 'poorly' instead of ill or sick.

I used to get my mum to say 'school' in Gaelic when it was the first day back, because I hated going back after the holidays and hated being reminded.

There was this teacher in reception that all the guys fancied. Upon later inspection of school photographs, she was an uggo.

Sometimes I type in random words or names and put .blogspot.com, and then read through their blogs. I recently did this, and my reaction to this blog made me sure I was going straight to hell.

To tell you the truth, I've never really been that into music.

I once was dragged into plans to blow up the school using a giant mechano dinosaur. I said it was unrealistic and suggested lego as an alternative.

I was told off and my parents were called in because in a portrait of our gardens, I coloured the trees purple. They were plum trees and I was right. In your face missus fatty.

All the smart students in infants school became complete chavs in junior school.

I took guitar lessons for years, even though I knew I wasn't learning anything. I just liked the teacher, and thought it'd help me pick up chicks.

It didn't.

My proudest achievement is still serving a shepards pie to a vegan.

I was once fairly good at swimming.

I didn't learn to ride my bike till I was quite old. I mean not ridiculously old but like, after everyone else anyway.

Sometimes I feel like people are forcing me into goals I don't want.

Sometimes I just want to be left to it.

When I was a kid, I watched every episode of Buffy the Vampire Slayer every thursday BBC2 at 6:20 without fail.

Not only did I think Sarah Michelle Gellar was hawt, but she also developed my love of aggressive or competitive girls.

Another show which has made this so is Dark Angel. I'm unsure as to whether this attraction is healthy, but its there none-the-less.

Even though we were too young to drink, my friend Max and I collected bottlecaps, because we both felt like we missed out on having collections like everyone else.

I'm fairly well-travelled.

I actually hate the home-alone movies.

I've only ever bought a few dvd's, almost my entire collection is illegal copies. I don't see the point seeing as they're such good quality.

I'm not sure I've ever bought a physical music album in my entire life.



I'm not really sure what else to say. I guess I'll continue some other time, or like, just ask or whatever.

luv jamie x

LOOK! LOOK! COME SEE HOW GOOD I AM!

I feel a bit smug. Since friday I have felt this smuggness. Is smuggness a word? Oh well, if its an emotion, then I've felt it.

I'm finally doing what I've wanted to do for a couple of months now. Weird really, but every time I want something, it nearly always just happens. Specially with jobs and hobbies. There are not many times I get to be smug, so as you can imagine I'm taking full advantage of this!

Its been a goal of mine to be an editor for some comic projects ever since I was casually 'employed' into this company which is actually looking like its going somewhere. Luckily I was there from the beginning and kissed a lot of ass, helped a brother out, so as a reward the guy gave me quite a high place in the company. I didn't think much of it at the time, and still don't really. I mean its nothing really, but might amount to something, even if only some good contacts in the industry.

Aaahhenyway, I thought I'd see what I could do with my new job as 'project manager' for the art section (the company is basically just made up of different creative sections, art, film, music, everything) just as a 'I'm pretty bored, so lets see what happens with this' on a friday night in. The people who got back to me were incredible. Concidering I'm not even paying them, I mean jesus. Here's an idea of some of the artists:





And the writers are amazing too, almost all of them had stuff they wanted to use, so the projects can start basically straight away. Pretty exciting I guess.

I hope it doesn't look like I'm showing off! Its so stressful though, these past few days have been nothing but work and emails. I could really do with a hand, or just some guidance that I'm doing the right thing, or even just some comforting words!

Oh and if anyone wants to work with me then please do. I may need writers and maybe media people so WHO KNOWS.


love from jamie x