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My Ramblings

Posted on Monday, January 12 @ 18:17:27 UTC by The Ging

This Page will be devoted to random crap I have to say. Feel free to post comments about my random ramblings below.

[12/01/04]
Aren't Cornish pasties great? Mmmmmmmm... They're tasty and they're easy to cook. Beats noodles anyway (and pasta).
UPDATE: [09/02/04]
Cornish pasties ARE great! You try traveling for 3 and a half hours on the train from Manchester and I bet you'll be glad of a nice Cornish pasty at London Bridge cooked by authentic pretend Cornish people! (Train food is too expensive! It's £2.50 for a can of lager to give you an idea of the prices.) Especially as the trains between London Bridge and East Croydon are bloody slow. So you need something to take your mind off the boredom.

[12/01/04]
I wonder if anyone I know ever looks at my site any more. If you know me send me a message! Leave a comment at the bottom of this page. That is, once I get the comments system fixed.

[20/01/04]
I had a dream last night that people were attacking me and all I had to defend myself with was a giant sword like potato peeler. Weird nightmares eh? Still at least I had fun stabbing them with it. Wait that's not healthy either is it?! :-S

[28/01/04]
Well I lost the only friend I thought I had in Manchester. Why is it all my friends betray me? I'm not even that bothered. I've become a little numb to this sort of thing. I just feel a little lonely right now. I wonder what's wrong with me. Oh well I'm sure this is character building. It's my little sister's birthday soon. She's really smart and she's not like me. She'll do well. I want to go home for the weekend before her birthday. I might just miss the first few lectures. Manchester is annoying me.

[22/02/04]
Well I feel a bit less of a freak. I was sitting at the same table as two of the postgraduates that work here. And they were discussing what is and what isn't a 'poor man's drink'. Wankers. That just goes to show you the sort of tossers I'm living with. Makes me almost glad that I haven't really made any friends here. I don't really know if Michael hates me or not but if he saw this place he'd laugh his fucking arse off. If he met the types of people that are here. There's no-one that I can relate to here, and I can barely afford this place. I need to look for a place to live next year, but it's so fucking depressing. Katie thinks I should go to the doctors, but I have no desire to take mind altering drugs or talk to some prick about my childhood, - I still have some pride. I saw Michelle the other day, I've only ever seen her on her own, but I expect she's doing fine. Better than me anyway. Having said that I seem to be surviving, well actually maybe I should wait until I get my exam results before I say that. I just don't see where I'm going any more. What am I supposed to do when I finish my degree anyway? My life is completely pointless.

[24/03/04]
'Cordial' is a stupid word. So's that word beginning with 'P' for smelly dried stuff. I need to get my accommodation sorted out, or so I'm told. It's nice to feel cared for. I'm not scared of death, but it messes things up. Maybe people shouldn't like me. Maybe it's for the best. No-one will miss someone they hate.

[26/03/04]

Morals are a luxury. Hope is there to soften you up to make it easier to cause you pain. Maybe I'm in a sadistic version of the 'Truman Show', or maybe I was a really bad person in my life and this is hell.

I've lived my life along the path set out before me. I've clinged to the hope that if I work hard and do well, if I make myself strong, that my life would get better. Only now that I'm nearing the end of this journey can I see that there's no reward. Even SH is no comfort to me anymore.

Sorry I need to stop writing stuff on here when I'm depressed. I'll try and write some positive things.
Ooh got an e-mail from Michael today which is cool. Someone from Riddlesdown texted me too but I don't know who yet.

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[19/04/85]
Workshop. Katie calls it a "two hour long slap in the face"! Not a bad description acually. It's really bloody hard, I'm sure the aim of it is to remind all students that they're stupid! Ah well I kept at it today. Seems like I've forgotten some of the spherical polar co-ordinates stuff and I'm still crap at integration but other than that I'm ok. Proffessor Bray taught me how to integrate Sin²θ. ie

Cos2θ = Cos²θ - Sin²θ
&
Sin²θ + Cos²θ = 1
Therefore
Cos2θ = 1 - 2Sin²θ

This means that: ∫ Sin²θ dθ = ∫ ½ - ½Cos2θ dθ

Which is solvable:
= ½θ - ¼Sin2θ + C

That probably doesn't mean anything to anyone but I'm still proud of it. Not as proud as when I meanaged to derive the lorentz transformations (basis of special realativity) using rotating vectors in minkowski space mind you!

[24/04/04]

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My hall has finished installing it's pub taps apparently. They're going to serve Carling and Worthington's so obviously those aren't considered 'poor man's' drinks. The people here are such pricks. I recently got a newsletter saying "There is a long held tradition that team games are not permitted on the main lawn" blah blah "Please observe this tradition by using the five-a-side court for football and reserving the lawn for less vigorous pursuits." Their website says that the lawns are reserved for 'crouquet'. I mean for fuck sake! Who the hell plays crouquet?! I've found a lovely picture of people playing crouquet for anyone who isn't familiar with it!

[26/04/04]

Ever wonder what the americans get up to in Iraq?

There are always problems when soldiers are in control of a town and due to their occupation of it they are basically answerable to no-one. They are able to do whatever they want. Being away from women for so long doesn't help matters. Throughout history war has often lead to rapes etc often the vistims involved are children.

Note:This is a joke the image to the right has been modified.

Update:After further research I found out that the original photograph was actually quite sinister. That's really quite sick. What a prick that guy is. I wish I'd made the sign say "I shoved my thumb up this guy's arse!". Damn.

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[15/05/04]
Manchester seems very odd today. It's warm, and sunny and there isn't a cloud in the sky. It seems really odd for Manchester. I'm so used to grey skies. It's a shame I don't have a digital camera or I could've taken some pictures. I have exams coming up soon, I'm not too worried about them but I'd better start revising. I should at least be able to pass the maths this time!

[17/05/04]
There are 3 ducks outside my window. Where the hell did they come from?! I swear there are no lakes around here. There are two males and one female. The males were making a racket a second ago, I think they were fighting over who get's to bone the female. Stupid birds.

Update: They're still there. They're just sitting outside my window. I swear they're watching me!! Someone get me a gun. Then get me someone that can cook duck!

[08/06/04]
I might take this page down. It makes me look completely insane (I'd say I'm actually only 7/8 insane!) mainly because I tend to write here when I'm depressed, whereas all other times I can't be bothered. This site is pretty much dead at the mo. It will stay that way at least until I make the first public release of the software I'm writing (code-named `GingNuke').
I've finished my exams now. Some were bloody hard, some were ok. I'll be back down in Selsdon once I've sorted some stuff out up here. But I'm going to be back up here around the start of July to sort out more stuff, this time at the house I'll be living in next year - time to fit more locks! The joys of living right next to Longsight.
Despite finishing my exams I still don't have enough time to do everything I need to. I need to research internet connection stuff both for back home and at this house in Manchester. I need to release version 1.0 of GingNuke (and think of a proper name). I need to ring up this land lord (hope he isn't a prick). And I also need to write a book - yes you heard me, it's a long story. I'm writing it with a friend and at the moment he's doing more work than me and it's getting bad. I also need to write a physics essay at some point. I need to find time to work out more. Eating and sleeping are also both good ideas. Oh and I need to meetup with Katie at some point this week. But other than that I have loads of time. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

[11/06/85]
Right well that's me finished at university until september. Went encredibly fast considering. I'm packing up all my stuff. I never knew I had so much shit. Ho hum. You know I used to think that I had no regrets in life. That even though shit had happened that I don't regret my mistakes as they made me who I am. But recently I realised that I don't really like who I am. I haven't changed, not really. I'm just as helpless as when I was 4. I have huge regrets. There are so many things I would do differently. Even this year I would've lived differently. I always thought that the saying "Youth is wasted on the young" was a reference to physical fitness or something. But now I think maybe it means that it's bizaar how we go through so many important parts of our lives whilst we are still young immature and nieve. Or maybe I'm just getting old! Anywho. I'll finish bizaar page that gives a rather warped view of my life by saying....
Quiche is a great food on a hot day for someone that doesn't like sandwiches. They're great cold and they fill a hole. Mmmmmmmmm quiche...

THE END.

Note: I'm probably not quite as mad as this page makes me seem.