I'm back *pause for effect/fainting with joy*
I'm back because I wrote my best friend a 2500 word essay on the futility of life while trying to compare the box plots for my stats coursework (Who does well in International Athletics: 'Top Male Athletes from the Northern Hemisphere get faster times in the 400m than those in the Southern Hemisphere'. Fascinating stuff I assure you) and after re-reading it- and her responses (essentially 'shush now Ruth') - I thought 'Hmmm, this creation needs a wider audience, BLOG AWAY GIRL' then re-read it again and realised it could be efficiently summarised by 'School is shit and useless, life is shit and useless, angst angst, I have no love life, angst, my parents probably hate me, what if everyone hates me? Angst.' so I thought you'd rather I came back with my usual and beautiful comedy that I know gets you through the, err, years, because let's face it I'm too unreliable for you to need me that often. Anyone who wants to see the full rant, hack my Facebook.
I believe last time I wrote I was doing 'soundtrack of my day' sort of affair, so hear's my favourite song of today
Stand Up Show
On the subject of standup, is it weird that I now find it necessary to quote Michael McIntyre at length almost every day? Probably.
Oooh the title of this post just reminded me of a hilarious drama performance in year 8 of the parable of the prodigal son, which I believe assured the coolness of the three boys who did it for the rest of their school life. This is totally irrelevant to you because you weren't there and we weren't allowed to video it. But guess what, I thought it was hilarious and this is all about me, so HA.
What else to say? Oh yes, join me in my new resolution to be nice to people and stop whinging :) ta ra for now
