Yep I have, Commander in Chief 2009, I couldn't really resist buying it yesterday in Game upon reading the caption on the front of the box: 'What would you do if you were Prime Minister?' Unfortunately the game is VERY realistic and VERY annoying, for some bizarre reason Commons had a problem with me invading Portugal and the press tore me apart when they found out I had been making secret deals with some Russian terrorist group, to which I simply responded with a whimpering 'It wasn't me sir, it was Jerry' pointing to my senior advisor who I aptly fired. Yeah, being a good 'give the country free school meals' type of leader is pretty dull to be honest, for a game anyway, thankfully I did find some cheats which allowed me to essentially become a dictator, currently in a bitter war with South Africa, why South Africa? Simply because Europe looked far toooo scary.
Not like this weekend has been all fun and explosions though, no my fuhrer of a mother has regulated the times the Internet is allowed to be on (this being a 2 hour free zone) claiming that it is too much of a distraction for me. I sort of see her point, I start some revision then before long I've bought a classic 50's Morris Minor from eBay and am on a two week cruise to Brazil. However, I think I might just know everything there is to know about module 5, I can quite easily vomit area formula with little effort, even I find that a little scary.
Where are all the people???? Nobody is online and I've spent more than seven hours this weekend in the solitary company of my cat, I think he might evict me from my own room pretty soon. Neeeeeext week might be a little CRAZY (yeah that needed the bold treatment damn it), I suppose it's my last time to tell my teachers I've actually just been nodding my head blankly for more than half a year and have no idea what the hell to revise, seriously I realised yesterday that I had completely cocked up a Drama essay. On Friday I was scribbling away blissfully unaware that I was writing the wrong thing. This coming Friday might be entertaining though, I'm the Head Coach/Motivator of my tutor's tug of war squad, already brainstorming effective ways of pulling rope.
Gosh! I've heard nothing but praise about this Star Trek film, after reading James's blog I was amazed to hear that the audience actually applauded the whole thing when the credits started, WOW! I used to watch Star Trek when I was a wee lad, well my mother did and I remember watching it alongside her questioning nearly everything, then Star Wars came along and sort of destroyed Trek, sorry but lightsabers are just cool.
Anyway I'm going to go enjoy some of this lovely weather,
Tom,
P.S: Ian Bell's back in the team!!!!
P.S.S: Woah...
Sunday, 10 May 2009
Wednesday, 6 May 2009
Annoyed.
Ok after yesterdays emotion I've gone back to ranting, I have had a quite frustrating day.
FSUDGFSDUIGFSDFI...Yeah that's how fucking annoyed I am, firstly and probably least importantly, England - 182-4, am I suprised? No, I'm bloody not. Onions over Harmison, Swann over MONTY, Bersnan over...Well ok seeing as Flintoff's injured that's fine, everything is just going to be downhill with these obscene selections in an Ashes calender year, ASHES, A S H E S.
Moving on, 4 people really badly annoyed me today, one person was deliberately trying to mess up my perfectly functioning head, the other decided to break my computer in ICT, not exactly what I needed.
Yeah...That's it, I'm going to go listen to some happy music now.
Tom,
TOMFACT: I like hula hoops.
P.S: Ok on reflection that seems quite an angry entry, I'm not that bad, just probably exaggerating everything.
FSUDGFSDUIGFSDFI...Yeah that's how fucking annoyed I am, firstly and probably least importantly, England - 182-4, am I suprised? No, I'm bloody not. Onions over Harmison, Swann over MONTY, Bersnan over...Well ok seeing as Flintoff's injured that's fine, everything is just going to be downhill with these obscene selections in an Ashes calender year, ASHES, A S H E S.
Moving on, 4 people really badly annoyed me today, one person was deliberately trying to mess up my perfectly functioning head, the other decided to break my computer in ICT, not exactly what I needed.
Yeah...That's it, I'm going to go listen to some happy music now.
Tom,
TOMFACT: I like hula hoops.
P.S: Ok on reflection that seems quite an angry entry, I'm not that bad, just probably exaggerating everything.
Tuesday, 5 May 2009
Doesn't apple crumble taste great?
I barely have the energy to write this. I've just experienced the usual hell of a first proper net of the new season for Northleach, apart from quite a few people trying to get me out by knocking my ankle out of place it went...Fairly well.
Though this is probably some sort of sign I'm over clingy (I know you don't exactly look kindly on that) but thank you Emily, if my admittedly poor memory and this very blog serves me correctly we did get together on November 5th, which would make today...6 months, so yeah, don't want to go over soppy, but thanks firstly for putting up with me this long, I don't know how you do it, but I really really appreciate it... I should probably be doing this in person shouldn't I?...I failed. I was going to mention it earlier but you were down after Spanish and I didn't think having an emotional fit all over you was such a good plan, sorry, though it might of cheered you up...Failed again I know. I'm probably going to be going mental (more so) for a while (blame the exams), but I'm really looking forward to going to the prom with you and all the time we'll have together after June, I must show you my AMAZING SANDWICH. Ok, going to shut up now, sorry if you found reading all that was a bit cringe worthy...Please don't hate me.
I tried changing the template around on this site yesterday, they all look crap, a request to blogger.com to make better templates please or at least give us the option to make our own. I have now finished all my ICT coursework, well virtually finished, need to polish off a few things like my SODDING ASSETS TABLE. Was really disappointed when I found out that Mr Kempson is leaving at the end of this year, by far the best ICT teacher I've ever had, even if that is mainly just because we spend half the lesson discussing cricket.
Going to have a nice hot bath...
TOMFACT: A car traveling 100 mph would take more than 29 million years to reach the nearest star.
Tom,
P.S: And yes Simon I am still laughing.
P.S.S: I know my title has no relevance to any of this post.
Though this is probably some sort of sign I'm over clingy (I know you don't exactly look kindly on that) but thank you Emily, if my admittedly poor memory and this very blog serves me correctly we did get together on November 5th, which would make today...6 months, so yeah, don't want to go over soppy, but thanks firstly for putting up with me this long, I don't know how you do it, but I really really appreciate it... I should probably be doing this in person shouldn't I?...I failed. I was going to mention it earlier but you were down after Spanish and I didn't think having an emotional fit all over you was such a good plan, sorry, though it might of cheered you up...Failed again I know. I'm probably going to be going mental (more so) for a while (blame the exams), but I'm really looking forward to going to the prom with you and all the time we'll have together after June, I must show you my AMAZING SANDWICH. Ok, going to shut up now, sorry if you found reading all that was a bit cringe worthy...Please don't hate me.
I tried changing the template around on this site yesterday, they all look crap, a request to blogger.com to make better templates please or at least give us the option to make our own. I have now finished all my ICT coursework, well virtually finished, need to polish off a few things like my SODDING ASSETS TABLE. Was really disappointed when I found out that Mr Kempson is leaving at the end of this year, by far the best ICT teacher I've ever had, even if that is mainly just because we spend half the lesson discussing cricket.
Going to have a nice hot bath...
TOMFACT: A car traveling 100 mph would take more than 29 million years to reach the nearest star.
Tom,
P.S: And yes Simon I am still laughing.
P.S.S: I know my title has no relevance to any of this post.
Monday, 4 May 2009
Wow.
I never realised how crappy some of the Corrs stuff actually is. SOME stuff is fine, some stuff makes me want to vomit everywhere, I'm not going to by the way, that's a little bit of an overreaction. At the moment I'm hating 'All the love in the world', I don't have anything against love songs, that's fine, I mean quite a large number of songs have some element of love intertwined, but this is just sickening.
On a more positive note I made the most AMAAAAZING sandwich earlier, really was quite damn great. Erm...What else can I report?? Saw H earlier, bit of a pain as he took over my English revision slot forcing me to move it forward to 8 o'clock. However we did watch a Band of Brothers episode which I suppose is History revision...Kind of...I mean I revised that the Germans were cunning little buggers. GOD ALMIGHTY, far tooooo many of my recent posts contain the word 'revision' what the hell is happening to the world?? I'm completely neglecting my social life, well not neglect, it's turned into more of an unplanned sacrifice, can you ever overdo revision? I wouldn't want stuff like how to walk being pushed out my brain by C4, that would pose a problem.
I watched a scary documentary yesterday, well bits of it, 'Genius kids' or something similar to that title. There was this one 13 year old with an IQ of 170, that's better than Einstein, I really hope those kids go on to cure something or just do something worthwhile with their freakish lives, they better had anyway. If I was in charge, (of the country presumably) I'd lock them all up in a laboratory and simply state to them that they weren't allowed out unless they cured some world disease...Then again they'd probably just combine their geniusness to escape from my poorly built prison. Damn.
WHAT THE HELL AM I WRITING ABOUT?????????????????????????
Tom,
TOMFACT: Did you know that there is a place called Rome on every continent? Well you do know.
P.S: If anyone wants every audio CD for the Narnia series in a nice little wardrobe style case at a modest price, please let me know. Please. It's just sitting there unloved, come on...Someone, if you want to buy it from my ebay account rest assured that it'll get to you 'nicely packaged'.
On a more positive note I made the most AMAAAAZING sandwich earlier, really was quite damn great. Erm...What else can I report?? Saw H earlier, bit of a pain as he took over my English revision slot forcing me to move it forward to 8 o'clock. However we did watch a Band of Brothers episode which I suppose is History revision...Kind of...I mean I revised that the Germans were cunning little buggers. GOD ALMIGHTY, far tooooo many of my recent posts contain the word 'revision' what the hell is happening to the world?? I'm completely neglecting my social life, well not neglect, it's turned into more of an unplanned sacrifice, can you ever overdo revision? I wouldn't want stuff like how to walk being pushed out my brain by C4, that would pose a problem.
I watched a scary documentary yesterday, well bits of it, 'Genius kids' or something similar to that title. There was this one 13 year old with an IQ of 170, that's better than Einstein, I really hope those kids go on to cure something or just do something worthwhile with their freakish lives, they better had anyway. If I was in charge, (of the country presumably) I'd lock them all up in a laboratory and simply state to them that they weren't allowed out unless they cured some world disease...Then again they'd probably just combine their geniusness to escape from my poorly built prison. Damn.
WHAT THE HELL AM I WRITING ABOUT?????????????????????????
Tom,
TOMFACT: Did you know that there is a place called Rome on every continent? Well you do know.
P.S: If anyone wants every audio CD for the Narnia series in a nice little wardrobe style case at a modest price, please let me know. Please. It's just sitting there unloved, come on...Someone, if you want to buy it from my ebay account rest assured that it'll get to you 'nicely packaged'.
Sunday, 3 May 2009
My favourite character died in Lost's 100th episode.
I hate that show. RIP Daniel Faraday, RIP my theory that it's just a coincidence that all my favourite characters end up getting killed. I knew the Lost writers had a dark evil conspiracy against me.
Tom,
Tom,
It occurred to me...
During reading Matthew Hoggard's recently published autobiography that something very, very bad has happened. Very bad. Very. Verrrrrrry. VERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRY. Yes...Firstly let me say that Hoggard's autobiography is one of the best cricket books I've ever read, mainly because it's just so damn hillarious, literally a laugh a page and it's not even cricket jokes he just strolls off on random tangents every now and again, for example there was a section of his book lasting 4 pages where he scripted a conversation between his 2 dogs about what they might say about him if they could talk, CRAZY!?!?! Plus he just makes up random words every now and again (like that Inversnaid chap, see I have been revising), I'm not sure if it's just loads of typos, but I'm loving the word: ridonculous.
Anyway, about this verrrry bad thing, this Hoggard bloke was a mighty fine swing bowler, something like 70 games, 340 wickets and at one point he was ranked number four in the world, NUMBER 4!!!! Since when has an ENGLISH bowler been that good??? He was a regular member of the England bowling attack, a key figure in the Ashes 2005 victory. Come the first game in New Zealand, Hoggard was feeling a bit down, his wife was suffering from postnatal depression or something equally depressing, therefore his mind was a bit off, he was bowling a bit wide etc..Well FAIR ENOUGH I say, the woman you love has just given birth and is now feeling shit, you're hardly going to be thinking 'Ah Yes McCullum's batting, must bowl around off stump, he's very strong through the leg side' well I doubt I would be and Hoggard certainly wasn't. It was this point in the book where all the laughter stopped, he described how he felt like crying whenever he bowled but kept it together for the team. Due to his below standard performance in this one game he was dropped for the remaining series, told to go home and spend some time with his wife, Hoggard of course accepted this. His wife Sarah soon turned out to be ok and Hoggard was raring to get back into international cricket, during his absence James Anderson and in particular Stuart Broad took over his place and did a decent job. Hoggard hasn't played since that New Zealand game two years ago.
Like quite a few people out there, Hoggard's absence went unnoticed to me, it was only upon getting his autobiography for my birthday did I think 'O yeah, Hoggy, he was quite good, where'd he go?' The simple fact of the matter is that England dumped him, the ECB described his 'unstable attitude' (and yes that is how they put it) to be an unnecessary work ethic. Never fucking mind this guy was 4TH IN THE WORLD.
Hoggard is still bowling over after over for Yorkshire, still trying to get back into the England team he so badly deserves to be in. The world can be a cruel place.
Yeah...I haven't done a cricket post for a while now, so that was it. IN OTHER NEWS: I wrote a poetry essay today, read a couple of chapters from a different book, stared out my window and condensed my poetry notes, that is actually all I've done today...This summer had better be good to make up for this gurge (that was another made up Hoggard word), I started drafting some bizarre ideas with ANNOYING PERSON on the Drama trip the other day. All we really came up with was making some films, randomly taking a train down to London with a few others and just staying there for no obvious reason for a couple of nights...erm......O yes, that idea except without London and just camping in a randomly selected field, I wasn't too keen on that one but it might be amusing. I have after all got...what 3 months of NOTHINGNESS, I doubt there will be many times in my life where I'll have 3 months of NOTHINGNESS (probably for the best), I plan to make the most of it. Of course if I get ridonculosly bored and everyone ends up hating me for one reason or another (probably due to me telling them repeatedly 'I'm bored') I'll simply conduct my own 'BRING HOGGARD BACK' march...In Northleach.
Tom,
Today's TOMFACT: I don't know if this TOMFACT feature will be permanent, depends if anyone likes the idea of random nuggets of useless probably Lost related information?..........That was a fact. Clearly was.
P.S: BRING BACK THIS ELEPHANT RIDING BOWLER
Anyway, about this verrrry bad thing, this Hoggard bloke was a mighty fine swing bowler, something like 70 games, 340 wickets and at one point he was ranked number four in the world, NUMBER 4!!!! Since when has an ENGLISH bowler been that good??? He was a regular member of the England bowling attack, a key figure in the Ashes 2005 victory. Come the first game in New Zealand, Hoggard was feeling a bit down, his wife was suffering from postnatal depression or something equally depressing, therefore his mind was a bit off, he was bowling a bit wide etc..Well FAIR ENOUGH I say, the woman you love has just given birth and is now feeling shit, you're hardly going to be thinking 'Ah Yes McCullum's batting, must bowl around off stump, he's very strong through the leg side' well I doubt I would be and Hoggard certainly wasn't. It was this point in the book where all the laughter stopped, he described how he felt like crying whenever he bowled but kept it together for the team. Due to his below standard performance in this one game he was dropped for the remaining series, told to go home and spend some time with his wife, Hoggard of course accepted this. His wife Sarah soon turned out to be ok and Hoggard was raring to get back into international cricket, during his absence James Anderson and in particular Stuart Broad took over his place and did a decent job. Hoggard hasn't played since that New Zealand game two years ago.
Like quite a few people out there, Hoggard's absence went unnoticed to me, it was only upon getting his autobiography for my birthday did I think 'O yeah, Hoggy, he was quite good, where'd he go?' The simple fact of the matter is that England dumped him, the ECB described his 'unstable attitude' (and yes that is how they put it) to be an unnecessary work ethic. Never fucking mind this guy was 4TH IN THE WORLD.
Hoggard is still bowling over after over for Yorkshire, still trying to get back into the England team he so badly deserves to be in. The world can be a cruel place.
Yeah...I haven't done a cricket post for a while now, so that was it. IN OTHER NEWS: I wrote a poetry essay today, read a couple of chapters from a different book, stared out my window and condensed my poetry notes, that is actually all I've done today...This summer had better be good to make up for this gurge (that was another made up Hoggard word), I started drafting some bizarre ideas with ANNOYING PERSON on the Drama trip the other day. All we really came up with was making some films, randomly taking a train down to London with a few others and just staying there for no obvious reason for a couple of nights...erm......O yes, that idea except without London and just camping in a randomly selected field, I wasn't too keen on that one but it might be amusing. I have after all got...what 3 months of NOTHINGNESS, I doubt there will be many times in my life where I'll have 3 months of NOTHINGNESS (probably for the best), I plan to make the most of it. Of course if I get ridonculosly bored and everyone ends up hating me for one reason or another (probably due to me telling them repeatedly 'I'm bored') I'll simply conduct my own 'BRING HOGGARD BACK' march...In Northleach.
Tom,
Today's TOMFACT: I don't know if this TOMFACT feature will be permanent, depends if anyone likes the idea of random nuggets of useless probably Lost related information?..........That was a fact. Clearly was.
P.S: BRING BACK THIS ELEPHANT RIDING BOWLER
Saturday, 2 May 2009
Where were you when everything was falling apart?
Lyric taken from the Fray's lead single (You Found Me) from their latest album uniquely titled 'The Fray'. I have just recently purchased it, is indeed rather good, at the moment a shade better than their first album, also a bit happier...A bit.
Anywaaaay, I was SUPPOSED to be going to the Cotswold Farm Park today but the person I was going to go with decided to cancel because seeing his girlfriend all weekend for the 9th time in a row is more important, well FINE. So it looks like I'm just going to have to release frustration by spending today bowling cricket balls at people's faces, then revising something presumably important. Admittedly the latter isn't exactly a frustration relieving technique, it is though unfortunately necessary to my Saturday schedule.
Yeah... HINGFY is getting a bit...crapy, it's a shame, but Paul especially seems to be trying far too hard, I know this series is two episodes old but I think I laughed only twice during it's half an hour slot, depressing. Reggie Perrin on the other hand was a minor improvement, I still think Martin Clunes doesn't suit the role all that well, but there were entertaining moments, 'Sorry dear, I ran into an angry farmer who was complaining about me throwing my GPS at his cows.'
Along with the Fray I also bought the Best of The Corrs album, don't really see the logic behind that as I already have most of the Corrs songs, but there you go... Listening to them has its advantages and disadvantages, most of their songs are fairly jubilant which is good, it puts me in a good mood. However, I sometimes like to sing along to happy songs, I can't do this with the Corrs without feeling a bit...weird, here being an example...
It reaches through my skin
And moving from within
It clutches at my breast
Yeah... Sticking on the music front, me and the ANNOYING PERSON I mentioned earlier have planned sometime after the exams to film a music video!!! We both think 'You're beautiful' is a tad shocking, but we've decided to use it as it provides maximum comic effect, not wanting to reveal too much but the woman in the song is so far going to be replaced by a large pie with a felt tip face.
Finally, I'm going to buy a lottery ticket later, 4 8 15 16 23 42 all the way. TOMFACT: Did you know that the closest those numbers have come in a real lottery is: 4 8 15 16 23 24 in the National Irish Lottery two years ago? - Source Wikipedia - Source unreliable.
Tom,
Anywaaaay, I was SUPPOSED to be going to the Cotswold Farm Park today but the person I was going to go with decided to cancel because seeing his girlfriend all weekend for the 9th time in a row is more important, well FINE. So it looks like I'm just going to have to release frustration by spending today bowling cricket balls at people's faces, then revising something presumably important. Admittedly the latter isn't exactly a frustration relieving technique, it is though unfortunately necessary to my Saturday schedule.
Yeah... HINGFY is getting a bit...crapy, it's a shame, but Paul especially seems to be trying far too hard, I know this series is two episodes old but I think I laughed only twice during it's half an hour slot, depressing. Reggie Perrin on the other hand was a minor improvement, I still think Martin Clunes doesn't suit the role all that well, but there were entertaining moments, 'Sorry dear, I ran into an angry farmer who was complaining about me throwing my GPS at his cows.'
Along with the Fray I also bought the Best of The Corrs album, don't really see the logic behind that as I already have most of the Corrs songs, but there you go... Listening to them has its advantages and disadvantages, most of their songs are fairly jubilant which is good, it puts me in a good mood. However, I sometimes like to sing along to happy songs, I can't do this with the Corrs without feeling a bit...weird, here being an example...
It reaches through my skin
And moving from within
It clutches at my breast
Yeah... Sticking on the music front, me and the ANNOYING PERSON I mentioned earlier have planned sometime after the exams to film a music video!!! We both think 'You're beautiful' is a tad shocking, but we've decided to use it as it provides maximum comic effect, not wanting to reveal too much but the woman in the song is so far going to be replaced by a large pie with a felt tip face.
Finally, I'm going to buy a lottery ticket later, 4 8 15 16 23 42 all the way. TOMFACT: Did you know that the closest those numbers have come in a real lottery is: 4 8 15 16 23 24 in the National Irish Lottery two years ago? - Source Wikipedia - Source unreliable.
Tom,
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