What's wrong with a kiss, boy? Hmm?

100% on all homeworks this week.  Happy times.  Everyone's jealous.  I'm about half way through Fermat's Last Theorem too.  I rather enjoy all my time in the library this year. 

The university cinema is having the Fright Night tonight but Liz and I have decided not to bother because last year we missed half the films due to falling asleep in the middle of them and it would mean tomorrow would be a tired and lazy day in which no work was done.  Plus we didn't get cheap tickets earlier in the week; we didn't go to watch Lebanon because we couldn't be bothered with a war film with subtitles and we didn't go to see Sex And The City 2 because the trailer seemed to have all the best bits and it still looked shit.

Since Fallout: New Vegas came out last week I've spent a little time watching Chris play it.  When I started watching I really wanted to get it myself to play but the more I saw the more I was able to resist.  There are so many bugs and glitches and it has already had three patches.  It's a bit pathetic to be honest.  I'll definitely be able to go without it until it gets fixed.  There a plans for DLC to be released around Christmas so hopefully it will be much more playable by then and there might be money off for Christmas.  I've got Fallout 3 to keep me busy until then.

I need more black ink for my printer and I left the plug at home so I've had to borrow Liz's.  The pin board in my room does not like having pins in it so it still isn't in use.  I have the CRB application now and I'm going to need a load of documents to prove I'm me and that I'm a good person.

Mouse < Elephant

I suppose I haven't quite fallen back into blogging frequently now I'm back at university.  I'll try harder; I promise. 

I've had a full week of lectures now.  We have three modules on the go at once.  12 hours per week plus time taken for homework/revision. 
MATH210 is a bit confusing.  It is heavily focused on proving things rather than working out specific cases so everyone seems to be complaining about it because they miss school and college level maths.  Also, no one likes the lecturer very much.  I don't mind doing proofs and having a lecturer who speaks clearly and in an easy-to-understand accent though so I don't mind getting up on a Monday and Tuesday afternoon.  Also, by "everyone" and "no one", I am, of course, referring to the small number of friends I have in maths lectures. 

The first booklet for MATH220 is exactly the same as the first booklet for MATH114 from last year but with bits missed out so I haven't been able to concentrate on anything yet.  Instead of listening, I spend lectures reading through my old notes and filling in gaps in the new ones.  The lecturer seems like he'll be pretty good at explaining the new stuff whenever we get to it so that's something to look forward to. 

MATH230 is Probability.  Our lecturer is Spanish or Italian or something like that so she has a really strong accent and is difficult to understand.  The actual work is easy enough so far though so it isn't too bad.  The first week was mainly revision of MATH104 from last year and was easy enough to follow. 

I was going to write a paragraph about how annoying certain ones of everyone/no one were when they were claiming, with the utmost confidence, that the notes were wrong, that the 210 notes are exactly the same as last year and that if we fail our Masters then we leave university with absolutely nothing but debt.  The notes were unsurprisingly correct and only the 220 notes are the same.  I don't know what happens if we fail our Masters but I'd be willing to bet we get our BSc if we do well enough in Part II, regardless of how we do in the fourth year.  Instead, I decided to write a paragraph about how I was going to write a paragraph about it. 

I don't know where my printer cable is for plugging it in so I'm borrowing Liz's for now while she has no use for it. 

My phone froze today and when it unfroze it had decided to go through a few screens and reformat my memory card so I lost everything that was saved on it. 

Chris and I have played the Halo: Reach Campaign and Firefight game modes to death so we decided to make a Mario Kart style race track in the map editor.  We also made a bouncy cage of death in the middle of the sky for general having a laugh killing each other again and again with swords, gravity hammers, rockets and/or grenades. 

Good, huge food in the White Cross on Saturday when my parents came.  My guitar still isn't fixed because the machine head didn't fit.  Lord of the Rings trilogy before Hazel comes and takes them back home next weekend.  Cemetery Junction tonight at the university cinema.  Bus to campus now before Liz goes mental. 

Taking it like a man.

I've been meaning to write a blog about getting back to Lancaster all week but I've been busy spending time with Liz and playing Halo: Reach with Chris next door. 

It has been a good first week back.  My new room in Chancellor's Wharf is good and sharing the bathroom and small kitchen hasn't been a problem at all.  I've met my flatmates and they all seem like nice people so I don't see why any of us won't be able to get on well all year.  None of them have been having parties at 3 a.m. so  it's an improvement on living with Kelsey last year.  Becky and John from SSAGO live in the flat next door to continue the huge coincidences of people Liz and I know living right there.  

I was able to get a new machine head for my acoustic guitar so my dad is going to bring it up next time he gets a chance. 

Mike Davies hasn't had a great Freshers' Week and has gone home because he couldn't handle not knowing people or something.  I'm not sure.  He's coming back tomorrow before lectures start.  I was under the impression that he was too shy to join in with a conversation and talk to people who already knew each other (so if everyone was talking in the kitchen he wouldn't be able to go in and get to know them) but he wasn't helping himself by pretending not to be in when the Freshers' Rep's knocked on everyone's doors to get them all chatting and getting acquainted.  I had said I'd try and help him get settled in but I have no idea what I could do to help if he won't even talk to people who don't know each other already. 

I'm going to go and play Halo: Reach again now while Liz is busy with arty things. 

"God hates baguettes. "

I've just got back from a meal out with my parents and Mike Davies' (not to be confused with Mike Davies) family.  It was alright.  He's starting Lancaster University on Sunday (he's in Fylde college) so his parents thought it would be good for him to know someone who had already experienced Freshers' Week and could let him know what to expect.  Also it was a chance for them to catch up as they have been friends for about 100 years.  My dad sat in the corner and joined in conversation with slurred speech about 5 minutes after they'd finished. 

I can't wait to be back in Lancaster with Liz because it's much better than being in Garswood without her. 

I started packing today.  Now I've got two half empty bags that are half full with pens and notepads and files and folders.  There is also a bag that has the books Liz brought for me to read last time she was here.  More on that later. I'm going to spend tomorrow packing everything up apart from my laptop so I can go early on Saturday morning and arrive in time to have a decent pick of the kitchen space.

At the weekend I tried to get a new machine head for my acoustic guitar but none of the shops had a spare one for me to buy.  I didn't fancy paying £15 for six when I only need one.  I'll try the shops in Lancaster next week and if I can get a replacement I'll ask my dad to bring the guitar up on his way to/from work.

Over the last few weeks I've been reading and reading and playing Golden Sun and reading.  But I got bored of Golden Sun when I decided I wanted a load of rare items and it was taking me too long to get them.  The Bartimaeus Trilogy was fantastic and I had wished that it wouldn't end and I could just keep reading it forever.  Obviously I eventually got to the end so I started An Abundance Of Katherines.  I'm up to chapter six.  I wanted to like it, really I did, but it's just so silly and the main character is so annoying.  As if anyone would know 19 people called Katherine - none of whom shorten their name in any way and none of them spell it 'Catherine' - and all of them would be the same age as him (or close enough) and all of them would date him (and then dump him).  Even more ridiculous is that he isn't even 18 yet.  19 girlfriends before turning 18 is hard to believe but I could cope with it and call it poetic license.  I think I could accept 19 girlfriends all called Katherine, too, if there was the possibility that some of them shortened their name or spelled it with a 'C' or both.  But K-A-T-H-E-R-I-N-E 19 times?  It's taking things a bit too far.  However, I wanted to like it so I just went with the flow.  Then I found out how annoying the main character is.  He's so depressed because of being dumped for the 19th time by someone called Katherine.  He needs to man the fug up (fug?  Surely that should be fuck?).  If he's smart enough to come up with a theorem that "predicts the future of any relationship", as the synopsis on the back cover seems to suggest, then he should be able to work out that he might be better off trying a girl with a different name.  I know it isn't correct to think that the next Katherine will follow the trend and dump him - each Katherine should be independent of the others - just like it isn't correct to think 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 won't come up on the lottery.  But, despite it having as much chance as any other combination of six numbers between 1 and 49, you'd never make 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 the numbers you pick every week.  Similarly, you wouldn't risk another heartbreak with another Katherine after being dumped 18 times by girls called Katherine.  And that's why it's my pick of the week.

Master Chief's Spartan Laser lets out a howl!

Had my hair cut today.  Then Lucy came to show me her new car and we went for a drive.  We were going to walk around on top of the hill but it was too muddy and we were hardly wearing the right shoes for it so we came back to my house and had a chat in the kitchen.  We would have gone to meet people for a bit but we couldn't think of anyone who wasn't back at uni or busy getting ready to go back or at work. 

This summer I've seen Mike, Laura and Lucy so, with no more friends left to catch up with, there's nothing more to do other than go back to Lancaster. 

Except there is more to do.  I need new trainers, a backpack, slippers and to finally get my acoustic guitar fixed.  I'll try to get an early night so I can go to Wigan tomorrow morning and sort all of those things out.

I'm going to have to do a lot of reading next week if I'm going to finish all these books in time.  I'm bored of level grinding on Golden Sun now though so I don't have as many distractions. 

The Halo soundtracks are making me want to go out and shoot aliens.  It doesn't feel right having such epic music playing while I just sit in my room at the laptop - I should be out saving the galaxy! 

Wibbly wobbly.

More Golden Sun.  

More reading.  

I'm getting the £22 uni was trying to deduct from my deposit back.  

Dear James

Thank you for your email and the queries you brought to my attention.  I am so sorry to have mistakenly made deposit deductions in respect of the ‘Desk Damage’ and ‘Carpet Stains’.  I have checked your inventory and on it you clearly stated that there was glue on the desk and marks on the carpet by the bed.  I overlooked this when going through the large number of room inspection results, and must apologise for this.

I will ask the Finance Office refund £22.00 to your nominated bank account as soon as they are able to do so.  Many thanks for looking after the room so well for us.

Best wishes

Pam

Well done for being thorough.  That email was sent a week ago and I'm still waiting for the money to go back in.  

We have until Friday 23rd October 2010 to re-register with the university.  More evidence that time doesn't work properly on campus. 

I can't wait to live on my own (with Liz) again. 

((Mass Effect)(Pokémon))^Zelda = Golden Sun

Liz was here.  That was good.  I can't describe how good though because of how the dictionary works. As usual you can just read her blog to see what we got up to so I don't have to repeat it for all you people who have already read them. 

Since Liz went home I've pretty much just been playing Golden Sun.  I finished the first game yesterday and immediately moved on to Golden Sun 2: The Lost Age.  It is the best game in the entire world ever.  As long as you can get into it.  There is a lot to consider when it comes to kitting out your team and it can be a bit overwhelming at first.  I love it though.  It's much better than Mass Effect and Pokémon added together.  In fact it's like Mass Effect multiplied by Pokémon.  To the power of Zelda. I like it even more now that the real world is awesome (because of Liz).  It used to be the case that I'd finish playing and feel sad that all that fantasticness was just a game.

It hasn't all been saving Weyard though.  I've started reading The Amulet of Samarkand.  I think it's amazing because it has Djinn in it (there are Djinn in Golden Sun too) so it is obviously set in the parallel universe that connects this universe we live in to the Golden Sun universe.  I'm going to read eight chapters now before I either go to bed or go back on the DS.

"I'll tear down the building just to pass through the door. "

I didn't read The Book Thief.  Sean the decorator asked if I wanted to help him for a couple of days and make some money so I said yes.  I was just sanding walls down before he painted them (which isn't the most engaging job) but I didn't complain - I didn't have to use my brain at all which is always nice.  I'll read The Book Thief when Liz has gone home at the end of next week.  And then maybe Lord of the Rings.  I'll see. 

I got the email about deductions to my deposit the other day.  Absolute joke.  No way was there £22 worth of damage.  £10 for minor desk damage and £12 for a carpet stain.  There was nothing wrong with the desk or the carpet!  I've sent an email asking about it but all I've had back is a generic auto-response to say it will get looked at soon.  "Soon" hopefully meaning before I graduate...

I can't wait for tomorrow. 

Concerning Hobbits...

I've read The Hitchhiker's Guide To The Galaxy books one a day since the first one and now I've only got the fifth left to read tomorrow.  I wasn't overly impressed with the third book yesterday - I'd say it was the book I've least enjoyed all summer.  It had far too many random chapters that didn't need to be there.  So they don't like potatoes; get on with it.  Book four was better but in the end it seemed like it was just done for the sake of writing another book which, from the Forward, it seems to have been.  I laughed out loud a few times though and I can say I've read it now.  Besides, I'll have a slightly better idea of what is being referred to tomorrow if the last book references earlier books in the same manner the earlier books referenced even earlier books.  I must say I am looking forward to a more serious book after this series though because the randomness of it is trying to come across in my own writing.  And it seems like it might be succeeding. 

After tomorrow I'll have The Book Thief to keep me busy until Liz arrives on Friday morning.  Hopefully it will last that long but if I really enjoy it there's nothing to suggest I won't keep going to the end in one go.  Then I've got Lord of the Rings on the pile for after Liz's stay.  I highly doubt I'll be able to finish them in a day each, if at all.  It didn't go too well last time I tried - I barely made it past the prologue.

It's OK, because you're a hot b!tch.

Scott Pilgrim was fantastic.  Best film all summer.  I don't know what to do now.  Going back to the life I had before Scott Pilgrim seems so anticlimactic.

I was going to have an early night tonight after only getting 3 hours of sleep last night but I had a bottle of Blast to make sure I was awake enough in the cinema so that plan might not work as intended end of sentence full stop