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Went to bed at around ten past two as I got engrossed with the last trail of Phoenix Wright: Trials and Tribulations. Got up at 7 feeling less tired than usual (perhaps twoish coincides better with my REM wave therefore making the waking up process more efficient. Or something).

 

Spent this morning waiting at a train station for 45 minutes, then squished like a sardine on a train as two (usually full) trains were cancelled and so three lots of full trains were squished onto one.

 

Still, at least the person I was squished up against was pretty fit.

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Went into school today; had to go all the way for a 15 minute talk (if even that) about my dissertation. The man basically said he thought I would've finished more of it by now. Meh. I finished an entire chapter, but I guess that's not enough.

 

Teacher who is supposed to help me with both my dissertation and project wasn't in school. He emailed me last week to tell me he would send me the text I need for my project. He still hasn't. Getting a bit tired of this. =/

 

 

Edit: haha just got a mail from the teacher with the text. Not all of it but at least it's a start!

*should complain on here more, it seems to help*

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Teacher who is supposed to help me with both my dissertation and project wasn't in school. He emailed me last week to tell me he would send me the text I need for my project. He still hasn't. Getting a bit tired of this. =/

 

It seems like a lot of teachers have the best intentions which are then cancelled out immediately because they know deep down that they can't keep 'promises' to all of their students where help is concerned, tbf though how can you if you teach so many individual people?

 

It can't be easy keeping track of everything granted but they would do themselves so many favours if they were a bit more realistic... say in your example Ine, this 'text' which you need... would it be available somewhere online? If so then your teacher could have given you a link or something, much more efficient then just saying 'I'll send it to you' and not delivering.

 

Of course it's different if the 'text' is only available at the college with no other means of obtaining it, in that case there isn't really much that can be done... anyway, just my two pence for what little it's actually worth. :p

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It seems like a lot of teachers have the best intentions which are then cancelled out immediately because they know deep down that they can't keep 'promises' to all of their students where help is concerned, tbf though how can you if you teach so many individual people?

 

It can't be easy keeping track of everything granted but they would do themselves so many favours if they were a bit more realistic... say in your example Ine, this 'text' which you need... would it be available somewhere online? If so then your teacher could have given you a link or something, much more efficient then just saying 'I'll send it to you' and not delivering.

 

Of course it's different if the 'text' is only available at the college with no other means of obtaining it, in that case there isn't really much that can be done... anyway, just my two pence for what little it's actually worth. :p

 

The text he had to send me (and which he did, see edit of previous post) is a text he was going to write. Namely the text for the image book I'm making. I've been waiting for weeks already.

 

And to be honest our classes aren't that big; there's only 5 pupils in my class and I think only two of us work with this teacher. I know he has his own stuff to work on too, but if he can't do it he should just tell me straight rather than keep me waiting heh.

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*should complain on here more, it seems to help*

 

That is what we are here for, all the problems of the n-e universe come together to form some of the best help known to person.

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It's not impossible to read. Something about a computer breaking. But that's not exactly hard to figure out. :heh:

 

I dunno but you keep doing it so...stop :heh: This isn't a spamathon!

... It isn't? :heh:

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It's not impossible to read. Something about a computer breaking. But that's not exactly hard to figure out. :heh:

 

I would guess that he's using a laptop, and the laptop's "numberpad" is stuck on, as the keys usually located on the right side have been replaced with numbers.

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Today has been SUSPICIOUS.

 

I've finally started to take note how CEX is operating rather dodgy in regards to nearly everything. I always see recently released hard to find games appearing in stores the week after in dozens in pretty much brand spanking new condition. Has happened even more recently..

 

And looking at their Facebook page at all the complains about their online service, god damn, it just seems like a criminal organisation.

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Look behind posters in-store, it may be a front for Team Rocket.

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Look behind posters in-store, it may be a front for Team Rocket.

 

Amazing, lmao.

 

A friend of mine worked in CEX and used to steal so much from the warehouse. Their security was apparently dire. Not condoning stealing, but they are pirates themselves so I guess it's okay.

 

Today consisted of me waking up early to take a trek into town to buy the new Evangelion film on Blu Ray which looks lovely. I actually took a three hour nap earlier which was nice, but now I feel like crap. One of my favourite dinners later, can't wait. Oh yeah, new FMA today too. Always a nice bonus.

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Today has been SUSPICIOUS.

 

I've finally started to take note how CEX is operating rather dodgy in regards to nearly everything. I always see recently released hard to find games appearing in stores the week after in dozens in pretty much brand spanking new condition. Has happened even more recently..

 

And looking at their Facebook page at all the complains about their online service, god damn, it just seems like a criminal organisation.

 

I love CEX as a store, but all you have to do is look at the employees. Most of them are complete idiots, half of them don't even do the job they were paid for because they seem to have no system whatsoever.

 

No wonder there's always such a fucking queue.

 

Went gym, bought cake stuff. Now I have a 3k word essay on how game genre is connected to games of my choice might have an affect on the public...at least I think that is what my tutor is asking me to write, I never understand what he's asking, he puts fancy paragraphs and expects the world...MORON.

 

cough, essay and maybe cake making. Yay.

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I need to type up about my trip to Blackpool. But for now, I will upload a very short video which gives a tiny taster of the adventures.

 

See below.

 

Seeing Iron Man 2 on Thursday and am frankly shitting myself.

 

 

Booked it today. Fuck me hard. And gently. With the tears of my blood.

 

Most of a hangover is dehydration. Have a drink.

 

Oooh, interesting. This might explain why I feel much better in my post-night-of-drinking-bath but then worse when I get out.

 

Look behind posters in-store, it may be a front for Team Rocket.

 

One of the most thank-worthy posts ever.

 

So who wants to hear about how epic Blackpool was? Of course you do. :santa:

 

Chapter 1 - Paving A Path For Fun

 

Right. Wednesday, left, Brad driving, popped to McDo before leaving Ayles, bit of traffic, sing song, Bohemian Rhapsody in a traffic jam full volume, windows down, got to Blackpool eventually. Logged into Hotel. Hotel manager was German, we had a small chat and he seemed like a gee. The bathroom was next to our bedroom, with no lock so this was pretty excellent news, we made a pact to film each others asses. Success on all fronts (no pun intended). We then got ready to go out, and planned to walk down to the town, then back to go to the casino. So we started walking (ages. We walked loads, but this was good) got to see all the cool crappy shop fronts etc. Got to the Blackpool town centre, and found a place to eat. We then blatantly weren't going to walk back, so got a casual taxi back to the other end, and the casino. Now I set myself a budget of the rest of my bonus, around £150 - £200 that I was more than willing to blow.

 

Got to casino, and we started signing up with the delightful receptionist. She couldn't help but succumb to my amazing charm and jokes. (lol, well she just couldn't stop laughing at us really) anyway I just laid down a £60 and then a £30 this day, as we planned to go back the day after. Roulette was our game of choice. Literally the best thing ever. For the record I lost all of it on this day. Obv I was up and down, but I really didn't care it was a gigantic amount of fun. Such a rush its untrue. And the Roulette Table Master was young, like us and we were all doing Phonejacker/Facejacker impressions. It was so good. He was saying things like "Last bettings" "Free ringdings" etc.

 

So then we went back to the hotel. Brad was lying on the bed in the room next to our bedroom (the other bedroom...hotel was for 7 people, but due to late booking it was uber cheap) anyway he was talking to his girlfriend on the phone, and Mike and I were laying on our respective beds in the room next. We started joking around because Brad was talking about dancing and it sounded like he was talking about a threesome, and so Mike and I were massively lolling at how much the dancing talk sounded like sex. Then we were like.....................kept listening and we gradually realised that they weren't talking about dancing. So we were like...right. So we went in there and each lied down either side of Brad listening to the conversation. I won't go into the full details but ....hilarious and ridiculous propositions were made. She does seem really nice though. :p

 

 

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Chapter 2 - Tracks and Chips

 

Then Thursday. We got up, went to McDough for breakfast, then we walked round to back to some of the crappy back roads, and crappy shops. Found a cheap shop which was hilarious with some funny stuff, then another identical cheap shop and I bought a BB pistol gun for £2.99 with laser sight, amaazing. (I love the feeling of a gun) (and I'm a child...so..) then we were casually walking towards the arcades, and we saw this shop across the road, that was like "TOYS!" etc. It looked closed, but I was intruiged so walked over. Opened the door, and there was old toys all in original packaging, just crammed on the walls, like Turtles, Batman, Marvel, Star Trek etc etc etc. I was like "................." too good. So popped in, started routing around and then found bloody COMICS! Was looking through the boxes and found Ultimate Spider-Man.

 

Now Ultimate Spider-Man I've got issues 26 - 130 ish and about 10 odd issues that are pre-26. So I need like 15 issues ish. And in this box I find like 10 of them.Now the ones I find are worth between £5 and £10 each, easily. I flip them around and they are all £1.75. I then find a issue of Savage Dragon I need AND A Savage Dragon figure. Then when I pay he even throws the Savage Dragon issue in for free because it didnt have a price on. Lol. TOO MUCH LOL on this day. So we then went to arcades feeling invigorated.

 

We played a 10p pusher with a bingo thing built in and we suspected it was broken. It KEPT GIVING US LINES of bingo and basically not resetting. We rinsed about £10 out of it. :D

 

By this time it was about 10:30 - 10:45 ish, and so we headed over to the Pleasure Beach. Totally different entrance to when I went approx 6 years ago. Big queue room thing with people in suits behind the till! Looked very posh. There was no queue. We headed over and he was like "Yeah on these kinds of days we normally get around 3000. So far today we've had 200 people, so you guys are laughing" I was like "OH GEE WIN!" so amazing. And so basically the weather was freaking perfect, and every single ride all day was walk on. Biggest queue was 5 minutes for a magic show, and 2 or 3 minutes for Big Dipper, waiting for the train to come back to the station. Really really good day. Seriously though....bloody fucking hell at the Wooden Wild Mouse they've got. The most terrifying ride I've been on. Not in a scared way. In a "I am actually going to die" way. First of all, its literally just like a random padded seat with a seat belt. A box basically. So you slip around. Then the chain pull....had like a tile peeling off from above. Literally about 1cm away. Had to duck. And its meant to feel like the carts going to fall off the track, but it was sooooooo dodgy. Like adjusting myself, and then drops, like you flew out of the seat. Crazy.

 

Errrrmmmmmmmmmmmmm.

 

So then we had din din, went back and got ready for more Casino fun. I then realised we were back in time for Great British Menu, so I said "Ooooh, I might watch Great British Menu" and Mike goes "Whats Great British Men?!" so funny. So we went to the casino, and I was doing pretty well/pretty awesome. At one point I had £2 on a number (not my only bet of course) and anyway, that number came up, cheeky little £60 or whatever, and he passed over the chips, which included two £25 chips. I was like "omg thats awesome". so I put those straight in my pocket so I didnt spend them. Then I obtained another one later. Was amazing. Too mcuh fun. Recouped some of my losses so ended up about £10 down overall. We then went in search of food. We found a fish and chip shop, and we went inside. I had battered sausage. And I found some interesting spellings of words on the wall. Pictured below. We then went to Yatess for a cheeky few games of Pool, and I encountered J20 Kiwi and Grape flavour.

 

Then back to hotel thing, and pissed around "Eco Clothing" for the win/ bare naked asses.

 

 

 

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Chapter 3 - Power Rangers and The Homeward Journey Bound

 

So on Friday, we got up, dropped off keys, were shocked to hear that we were quiet when we were worried we had been too loud. In fact they weren't even sure we were here. Which surprised us considering the shouting involved in the threesome conversation! :D

 

We then went down town, went to Ripleys Believe it or Not museum (about 5% as good as the one in San Francisco) played some arcades, then we played indoor pirate adventure golf and five douche bag guys were in front of us, who were playing sooo slowly and were each dressed in different colours. They looked like the power rangers do when not in uniform. Like all had the same clothes just different colours. It was amazing. We then popped to shops, and stuff, then Toys R Us on the way back and then a suitably epic journey back.

 

 

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Video of the Theme Fest arses. WARNING : REZ NAKED BUTT = http://www.facebook.com/video/?id=509970580#!/video/video.php?v=10150158964470581

 

Video of the event in general to follow.

 

And some general photos.

 

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I love CEX as a store, but all you have to do is look at the employees. Most of them are complete idiots, half of them don't even do the job they were paid for because they seem to have no system whatsoever.

 

No wonder there's always such a fucking queue.

Went gym, bought cake stuff. Now I have a 3k word essay on how game genre is connected to games of my choice might have an affect on the public...at least I think that is what my tutor is asking me to write, I never understand what he's asking, he puts fancy paragraphs and expects the world...MORON.

 

cough, essay and maybe cake making. Yay.

 

Isn't there? It's so annoying. I still go there loads though, they just seem to give a much better price for my wares :P

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I would guess that he's using a laptop, and the laptop's "numberpad" is stuck on, as the keys usually located on the right side have been replaced with numbers.

Yup, figured that was the case as well after a while.

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Well I'm essay-procrastinating, so I took jayseven's bait:

So today I've discovered my poor little laptop, aged nearly four years old by now, has pretty much sunk to the next level of broken-ness.

 

First the power cable is all fussy, then the disc drive stops working, then a usb port stops working, then the cd drive, then some of my keys - the tab button stops working, a couple fall off never to be reattached, and now half of my space bar doesn't work and the scrolling keys [sic] totally fucked -- fucked to the point where pages auto-scroll down to the bottom, thus making surfing the internets a near-impossible task.

 

And now, I do believe, my 'function' key has decided to stay permanently on. And not all my letters will allow themselves to be capitalised.

 

I have run out of how I met your mother episodes, and while there are four more to downloaf I can't get to them because of my computer acting gay.

 

I've actually had a nice few days and I can't share them with you. Booooooo!

 

Have fun with this post, Supergrunch.

'tis easy really, especially given I can look at the fuction numpad on my laptop and compare. :heh: You quickly start to interpret the numbers as new letter equivalents. Oh well, back to dynamic semantics.

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Poor Jayseven's laptop, it used to do so well, except for the occasional beep when you forgot to plug it in properly.

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Congrats on finishing your work Daft.

 

One Ring to rule them all) Went into the office this morning but the woman I share it with was in. She's only supposed to be in Thurs and Friday! "Oh I should have emailed you". Yes, yes you should have. Went to the library but having still not heard back about my report draft not much to do.

 

Two Guys, a Girl and a Pizza Place) So I hopped on a train and met my mother and nan for a coffee because I had four hours to kill.

 

Three times a lady) Back to work/uni I go for afternoon lecture. Last one of this particular module (with next week being bank holiday). I enjoy it. Its art theory so touches on a lot of what I know. Today mostly Butler, Baudrillard (although not in name) and Foucault.

 

Four Four Two) Afterwards student offered to buy me a drink which was nice of him. Sat and chatted a while. He's nice, but a tad dull. Bumped into someone whose dating someone I used to be friends (a long time ago) with. "We haven't seen you in ages", "yes because you're a coupcluse and the only time you socialise is with other couples and I'm a filthy singleton ^_^". Is what I should have said.

 

5ive Will Make You Get Down) Borrowed and read a whole book from the library today. Shows what having a lot of time on trains will do.

 

Six) Got home and got an email from my supervisor. Apparently there's a letter waiting for me. Strange. Also "I hope to finish reading your report by next Monday"...I know she's busy but really? I have nothing to do until then. Which means...

 

Seven Eleven) Giving myself tomorrow off.

 

Ninetails) I've been craving champagne for days.

 

 

(obviously no 8, as that's the number of h8)

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My knee is playing up terribly. My tum hurts. And my skin is really being awful...

 

>___<

 

Just so happens the nature of my condition that all three strike together (they're from the same source....so logical) Doesn't make me feel any better though.

 

Work was lame. Stupid colleague wouldn't leave me the fuck alone when I was on break.

 

Asking me stupid shit he should already know, real basic stuff that comes up quite often and he's been told how to do before. Christ, you'd think he was here 5 minutes, not 2 years!! >________________>

 

He sits at work talking on and on and on and on. Waffling about everything, stuff we all already know, and I was SO FREAKING TEMPTED to turn around and tell him to shut the freaking hell up. The type that says in 5 sentences, what most of us can say in less than 1. urgh.

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Well, a bad end to a bad day. Got a water leak, luckly we found the source (coming from the bath cold-tap). Somebody thought it was the pipe-work leading to the shower. If it was, then it would have meant lifting the floor above. It happens to be located by the cold-tap of the bath, so it is water off (as Station Officer Steel would say) until further notice. Which should be early morning, which means no shower(s) or shave(s) in morning.

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Finally finished my dynamic semantics essay! That took far to long. Now on to more revision, but not tonight...

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Driving lesson tomorrow. No money with which to pay the dude either due to joblessness. AND he wants me to have booked my practical >_>

 

It'll work itself out..

 

As for today, it was good. Ish. Played...some games. Saw Zoe for a little while because she was depressed and then loafed around.

 

ELEPHANTS!

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