29th November - Snow

5 days until I see Aiden. I honestly can't wait! It'll be awesome, even if it is inside the cramped blackness of The Orange Box. That's if the snow doesn't result in the show being cancelled.

Snow. It's cold and wet, thus I dislike it. Okay, sure, you can make igloos, snowmen and have awesome snowball fights, but that doesn't change the facts that it's cold and wet. Neither does it change the fact that there aren't really that many hills near where I live for there to be any point in attempting to go sledging, either.

Everyone knows that the UK is supposed to be dull, grey and rainy all the time. Well, right now, it's dull, grey and snowy.

A good thing that comes out of this, however, is the possibility of a day off school. This is ALWAYS a good thing, unless I miss one of the lessons that I actually like, for example, Art, Music or Chemistry. Then it becomes a bad thing (Yes I am a bit of a nerd, but only for those three subjects).

Oh well, I guess I should learn that I can't do smeg about the weather, so I just might as well accept and embrace it.

P.S.

The snow also means I can make obscure AFI/decemberunderground jokes about my music tastes and pet rabbit. Just sayin'.

24th November - The Apocalypse

Today I grazed my knee for the umpteenth time. Yeah, I know that's what little kids who climb on rocks do, not what 15 year olds do. However, this is me. Shit happens.

So today I had a thought: What if the apocalypse is coming? I know it probably isn't, but as I said before, shit happens. To be honest, in the case of a zombie apocalypse, I'm pretty screwed. I mean, the bluntest objects I own are a microphone stand and a few guitars. Therefore, I'm probably going to be the first person to die. The first time I thought about this, my overimaginative mind told me to go and buy a cricket bat or hocky stick as soon as possible. Yeah, I am crazy.

But also, in the case of a worldwide nuclear holocaust, we're all fucked. Because, let's face it, even if us humans survive, there's no telling what'll happen to the plant life etc. And also, how many alpha, beta and gamma-proof bunkers are there worldwide? My guess is, beyond video games, hardly any in common knowlage.

And then, finally, my favourite kind of apocalypse, the vampire apocalypse. Okay sure, like the zombie apocalypse, this is extremely unlikely to happen. But, in all honesty, how cool a way out would that be?(Pitchforks at the ready to kill the hordes of Twilight fans who think that vampires sparkle - They have helped kill the entire Vampire genre. And yes, I have read the books).

Fin.

23rd November - London

Imagine.

You are in London, UK. It is half past five on a Tuesday afternoon. It is the middle of November, thus therefore dark except for the orange glow provided by the thousands of lights across the city. The frigid rain splashes lightly around you. You are running. Whilst listening and singing along to Black Veil Brides. Sound familiar?

Probably not, actually. Unless, that is, you are me. That is what I did this afternoon after my school's art visit to The National Gallery and the V&A Museum. It was quite funny, actually.




My friends and I also got mobbed by pidgeons in Trafalgar Square whilst eating our lunch. The video shows the extent of this. We also watched pidgeons swarm around some malteasers that my friend Lucy dropped. I also caught that on video, but I'm saving that for when times are slow.

In terms of the actual artwork, The National Gallery was good, but we spent ages wandering round trying to find relevent pieces of artwork for our projects - quite a task when looking for paintings relating to Music and Rainforests. As far as the V&A is concerned, I got lost. I swear I always end up lost in that place, it's huge. Anyway, the exhibition of costumes, manuscripts and set backdrops from the Ballets Russes was incredibly interesting - I wish I could have spent more time in there. The other exhibition on photograms (camera-less photography), however, held no interest to me at all. We also saw the artwork from Beatrix Potter's Peter Rabbit (sarcastic remarks from Cameron and me - Been there, done that, bought the t-shirt *Cat rolls eyes*. 'Nuff said).

Also, a word of warning. Any rock fans who try to buy a copy of Rocksound magazine at Fleet service station on the M3, you're out of luck. I searched there - twice - and had no luck. Damnit!

November 22nd - Films vs. Books

Ohai. :)

So what's up? It's not like you're doing anything hugely important right now. So come on , put your feet up. Relax, unwind. Why not read my fantastic blog?

So on here you'll basically see me ranting about my day-to-day idiocys, complaining about life and basically bitching about stuff that gets on my nerves. I may even do some reviews of the shows that I have been to see.

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So today I was talking to my wonderful friends, Fishyy and Sian, who have been to see the new Harry Potter film. Personally, I love Harry Potter - it's one of those things that kids like me grew up with. I even still have the first three films on VHS/Video.

Anyway so our conversation turned to the age old argument of what is better: Books or Films. Asking around in my gang of friends, I found that not that many people - about 3 or 4 of us - had actually read the Harry Potter books (confession - I've read all but the first Harry Potter book. Shoot me if you will, I apologise for my failures) thus only those few know how it all ends. This saddens me.

And then again, take a book series that is also synonymous with people my age, Twilight. It turns out that with that, people are content to jump on the band wagon of liking the (let's face it) terrible films without even reading the books. Call me Charles Manson but I think that's just a tad stupid.

Also, anyone who has read the Harry Potter books knows that the films leave out tonnes of details. Like for instance, in the fourth to sixth films an entire running part about the house elves of hogwarts is left out. I see this as an integral part of the plot, and that you can't fully understand what happens without the info provided here. It's not just Harry Potter though - in The Lord of the Rings trilogy a key part about Tom Bombadil is left out (I don't even think he is mentioned in the films at all - and he's a brilliant character!)

The nub and gist of my rant is this: Books came first. Books often have more details in them than the films. Having books around makes you seem more intelligent. I rest my case.