Super-James!

So I just got my first round vaccinations for going away to Nairobi this summer. They cost 135 euro for the vaccinations and no consulation fee. It's really weird to think about. I had some stuff worth 135 euro injected into my body so my body could learn how to fight off certain maladies. It kinda reminds me of the matrix in the way that people could be programmed to learn things. My body is now superior to a lot of other people in a way because I am not susceptible to Yellow fever or Typhoid for a while now. As you go about living your life you don't usually think about how you're making yourself a better person. I don't mean that as in you're becoming nicer or doing voluntary work etc.. For example when you learn something you're improving yourself to become a definitely more intelligent and useful person. When you get vaccinations you're improving your immune system to protect you from more diseases. When you exercise you're improving your lungs/muscles or whatever.
I guess to cut a long story short, what I'm saying is because of getting these vaccinations it made me appreciate how learning things makes you a superior person to what you were.

I've been watching "That '70s Show" quite a bit lately since I have it recorded. Sometimes in the evenings I'll be watching it and then during the breaks I fast-forward and this induces silence from the tv. During these breaks I always become aware of how unaware I just was that I am watching tv alone. It's so easy to feel like you're with your friends having a laugh while watching something funny, but in reality you're terribly alone.

I'm not really listening to Dido these days but whatever.
And I never really listened to these guys apart from this song 
Hopefully someday I'll have a daughter, I really like the names Isobel and Lorelei.
I like these names though from hearing them in these sad stories so I don't think they'd be appropriate.

Jelly Tots and toilet. (This has been accidentally bumped :/ )

I'm eating jelly tots and I need to go to the toilet but I'm enjoying the jelly tot's too much to get up.

Couldn't be less relevant to this post.

The weekend.

I've succesfully accomplished nothing all weekend despite the most average of intentions (probably what the problem was right there).  I hoped to get some suas fundraising done and do my assignment for college, or at least start my other assignment. What I achieved was I watched a movie, played some games, drank a bit and generally did nothing productive. I did get hit in the face with a sausage which was very traumatic for poor veggie me, I guess that counts as unproductive too. Tried to think of a witty funny drawing but I couldn't so I just drew this.

I never realised until recently that this bands name is "More Cheeba".

Drawings

Try

Just throwing up a bunch of shitty photos/drawings. I'll speel before each.
This first one is more of a thought sketched onto paper in 3 minutes.

This one is from SU council, Gav and myself were bored... I have a pic on my phone which I couldn't be bothered uploading where I have writen an o over the a in moran, LOL.

I drew these on my wall in my room. They were inspired from an experience in Vancouver. I drew them under the influence on our kitchen table, then I intended to draw it well on my bedroom wall but the chalk made me very chesty in the mornings and I never got to finish it so I took these pics before I took it down. The pics were very bright so I had to crank up the contrast and I stuck some hue on so it wasn't just black and white. Hopefully these 2 pics will give a gist of what I was going for.

Jewellery!!!

 Soooo I saw this and I thought, Perfect, It would look so great with my cream gloves and black lace dress.

Now it only cost 100euro in the jeweller just off Grafton Street that Mummy always goes to when she's looking for that something Extra special for her outfits. They're SO gorge. Anyways, I found this necklace to go with them.

I'd look like a Sexy Neo-Victorian Housewife. Ohhh my god I would love it. Problem is though, Mummy only let me buy one of them. This Indian style necklace cost only 60 euro but I guess I'll have to wait until my birthday to get it too. I'll look sooo fabulous for Cassandra's wedding! I just hope I don't show her up!

Sooooooo,
10er bets no lads are still reading by this stage.
I've once again outsmarted the female race (the first time when I pretended I wasn't a knob and I tricked a girl into giving me her phone number, I then sent her 500 text messages saying "I'm TOO GOOD FOR YOU!" over a period of 3 weeks).

Anyways, this time my victory is that I have uncovered a widespread female circuit [edit: I meant to say secret here, not circuit. Engineering can do funny things to your mind]. For generations men have always thought such things as "Why do girls get such a kick from fashion?", "What could possibly be interesting about colours that "match"?" and "Srsly they must be fucking with me that's the most boring thing I've ever heard and they've been talking about it for hours.". Over and over again many great minds have pondered such thoughts, until now, ponder no more good friends. FINALLY, I have the answer.

Girls talk shit so boys stop listening. Then they're free to say whatever the fuck they want without having to worry about boys finding out what they've been saying. It's the oldest encryption in the book. It's the only possible excuse for all the shitty fashion magazines and (sorryyyy kellyyy) shitty fashion blogs out there.

It's a well known fact at this stage that girly magazines can be a gold-mine for pictures of mild nudity and articles of a sexual nature, but it shocks me how men everywhere have not realised that theres juicy bits to every piece of the once-thought bullshit article girls read. Camp guys aren't camp, theyre just ONE STEP AHEAD of the rest. They talk the speel of "Ohhh my gawd, emma, that necklace sooooo brings out your eyes" knowing that in 5 minutes time the boyfriends will have left the room and he's free to talk naughty with the girls.

Someday I hope to have the stamina to read to the actual bit of a fashion article but I need more training. I just can't hack it yet. I'm sure that theres something else in there other than the price of this bracelet and whats going to be beachwear this summer. In the future I'll report back on what I find, if I ever succeed that is...

Grass is green

They reckon the average modern young person will never feel love because of how emotional all the movies/games/tv we watch are.

Also very emotional is: "A Walk To Remember."

Bitter boy.

So I've been in a bit of a shitty mood the last few days. Just stress or whatever. Anyways, I think this would have been annoying for anybody:

On "paddys day" (which is a ridiculous day) I was on the dart home and some dad decided lets make this packed dart a fucking playground for my kids. There's poles on the dart for people to hold onto so they don't fall over since the dart is jerky as flunk when it's starting and stopping and Mr Dad has the 3 of his kids running around these poles getting dizzy.
This wouldn't really bother me very much apart from how noisy the kids were and moreso one of the kids was about waist high and he was running around getting dangerously dizzy and was very very close to me, I could tell it was a matter of time before dick-use dad's child would run head first into my crotch. Also this kid had a sucker thing, I can't remember the name for them... The thing they give kids to suck on instead of the mum having to get her baps out all the time when their kid is teething. Anyways, this kid looked about 4 or 5 so really he was too old for one of those things.
These children were also climbing the poles with their dad's help and shouting for him every 10 seconds; "Daddy look at me!! DADDY!! DADDY!!! DAAAADDDYYYY!!!! LOOK!!" , "Daddy Push me up! Daddy, I want to climb it daddy!".
There was this kid in a wheelchair beside them the whole time, he was there before they got on and I'd been idly eavesdropping, but he sounded like a really nice little kid. He was about 9 or 10 I'd imagine, so slightly older than these other kids(4-5/7-8/7-9), but I just thought it kind of added to how inappropriate it was that this dad was encouraging his kids to act the dicks on the dart.
So in short, FUCK YOU to that dad,
Fuck you to the rugby commentators/analysts for always complaining and having an air of superiority,
AND
FUCK YOU to whichever of these 2 women on Golden Balls who is inevitably going to steal.

Of course one stole, bitch starts laughing and smiling as if it's not a horrible thing to do, "Sorry, I had to." As fucking if she had to, nobody forced her, stop laughing and stop expecting the other woman to be happy for you, you just robbed 1500 pounds from her. Apparently her son said she should steal at the end so she "had to". Fat dyke.

Wooooo so that's a lot of negativity out of me.

This is something that I think a fair bit ever since a girl asked me what I'd do if she kissed me. I normally think it at the most inappropiate times and imagine the awkward/funny situation that would arise.

Token Video (dubstepping everything is really getting tiresome)

Also, fuck you to the presenter on golden balls for not being funny, fuck you to the contestant for not being funny and acting like a gimp, and fuck you to the crowd for "oooooooh"-ing when he opens a ball with a small amount of money. Oh fuck you to this next lady for pretending she can read peoples body language. On a more positive note all I can say to this blonde is Fuck me! The fact she's not annoying me yet is probably not related to the fact that she's gorgeous.