El Odio (deceased)

Well, its pretty annoying getting a sudden burst of creative energy when you are supposed to be doing something else. I have to write an essay about factors affecting democratic transition in Russia, but all I really want to do is sing and play guitar.

Oh well.

Anyway, news...

I got a first in my dissertation, which came as a real surprise to me. I suppose I should be happy but at the end of the day its the same dissertation I wrote and handed in whether they gave it a first or a third. Whether you are proud of something should really be derived from within, but I suppose thats easy to say when you've got a first. Regardless, I still probably won't do that well overall but to be fair I never really did this degree to get a mark on a piece of paper.

They really must turn everything into a competition huh? Can't people learn just because they like to learn? Apparently not...

I've been offered a house and a job for a few month. I think i'm gonna be driving tractors. Sounds alright to me...

ercassam woldul

Well, I've had fun. I know how it feels. The weekend has been lovely.

I was in a really weird mood towards the back end of last week but now i'm right back on it. Tackling shit like Tony Adams did.

Last night I put on a show, its was pretty fun. The bands that played were really grooving and I had a pretty nice time hanging out and drinking some beers. Afterwards Azzam took us to some crazy crazy party. I didn't really get it, apparently its fun.

We nearly got arrested for talking too loudly in the Street. Darren made a pretty decent fist of defending our honour. I figure if you're gonna drunkenly talk about Gaudi to impress Spanish girls, the law should probably indulge you and take exception. Only seems fair to me.

We swam in cobblestones and bolted.

Today was Kyo's birthday so we sat on the common for BBQ, beers and a cheeky smoke. I was lost. Not to mention hungover. All the same, it was nice, I had a good time. The sun was a-smokin'.

I was supposed to be seeing Benga tonight but alas, I am truly skint.

Been thinking about writing an article about Facebook and Guy Debord. Do you think it will work? I assume you can see where i'm coming from.

I should probably get off Facebook, thing aint healthy.

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When you spend half your life in a nihilistic tailspin, those health warnings on the side of tobacco packets really don't seem so persuasive.

What was I gonna do with those extra years anyway?

I'm going outside for a fag.