the final Entry of the year! WOOT! part 1
Pudding! Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls (and some who may possibly have been both) its the last ever and final entry for the year 2005 Journal that I have managed to keep somewhat vigrously for the last 6 months! YES! For year you have endured my ranting, OJ binges, Butt kicking awesomeness, rather erratic behaviour, Insane urges to tackle people and rub their bellies, and the occasional deep, meaningful conversation that I ever so rarely come out with.You’ve endured this young token black guy who has forcefully inserted himself into your social gatherings, drank your drinks, bulied your sense of reality, and all in general completely revolutionised your way of thinking when it comes to all things random. Yes.. it has been a damn awesome year, (well, not really, but I sure as hell am not going to let that get me down), and this, being the last of it all, shall be a special months entry.
We have three things to look forward too: Firstly, We shall have a wonderfully written recap of what has transpired for most of this month with the rest of you and all other important parts of my life. This shall be the usual dribble that makes no sense whatsoever to anyone other than me, so bear with me. Secondly, this shall be followed by a recap of the entire year’s events. Well, not all of them, but the more important parts that really matter to me. I shall go back and relive those lovely lovely old memories that I had long long forgotten.
The third part of my journal shall entail the breaking down and analysing of what I have learnt and experienced this entire year. What I have brought myself to realise about the way I think and work, the stuff I find Ironic, and also just how hardcore I really, really am. Finally, And finally, I shall do this survey NotDan has taken the liberty to put in his journal, and see if I can completely sum up my year in simple words that no one really wants to read. Ok? Everyone Cool with this? Cool?
THEN LETS BEGIN! WHOHOOOOOOO!
Part – 1 What has gone before:
Right, To start it all off, the Week after the last entry, I got invited to a glorious day of Pure christmas, which somehow turned into a dirty dirty night of gayness. Lets begin from the top: cockaigne invited me to go watch him perform at the Salvation army centre on Oxford street, which occurred on friday sometime about 1. With a pleasant smile and a clear shedule, I bugged down to watch another of his brilliant performances. This was a blast, as most of the music was easily recognisable as popular Christmas Carols and favourite hymms. The conductor was brilliant, and his waistcoat holding thingy kept falling off imbetween performances.. remind me what its called again Jack...
I caught up with cockaigne after the show, and we bugged off to Starbucks for some coffee and cake, only to be joined by no one else but the CONDUCTOR! Like, WOW! How many people can say that happened to them after the show! Jack’s so awesome! A bit of slightly embarrasing chit chat later, and I agreed to help Jack carry his large and hefty instrumentsto his place in some oddly sounding named place in london. Bun’s head? Rabbit’s head? Nun’s head? Who cares, all I know was that I could say it, but i couldnt correctly say gloucestershire. Damn you people and your english language! Anyway, we caught a train (sharing a very funny story about a certain someone on here, and the fact that I was paying more attention to the guy playing next to him than him, as he wasn’t really in my line of view *blush*), and went to his home/
It was there that I did my spontaneous thing, and invited him to come to my house for some hardcore Gyan-style cooking. At my treat. To which he accepted rather gratiously. Already planning the evening, I bid him adieu imbetween the conducting lessons he’s been giving me, and ran off for my next advent
Random Thought: Ok.. that was the easy bit...
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