"Suche gut gebauten 18-30 jährigen zum schlachten...“ - Der Metzgermeister

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I did originally plan to get the college bus in early today - sit around and waste my time.
Instead, I wasted my time by sleeping. I just couldn't be arsed walking a mile to get a bus, end up 4 hours early and waste my time anyway.

So I woke up at 7 - asked my dad if he'd give me a lift later on - which he agreed to - then I went back to sleep again. So I didn't end up going into college DAFT EARLY after all.

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I went into college, blundering around deafly - as I was blasting Enter Sandman on repeat, as usual this week.
I didn't even hear Lewis and Kayley both shouting me.
I noticed Kayley walking towards me - but didn't even see Lewis until he was right infront of me lmao. He just seems to BLEND IN.

I sat with them both before their A block lesson.
I bought some Smokey Bacon crisps and ate these while I talked with them both.
Kayley was putting on light foundation that looked like someone had spontaneously attacked her with whipped cream - before she rubbed it in, anyway.

When they'd gone off to A block, I moved down to the tables by Construction, as I didn't feel comfortable with the company on the table beside me...

I started work on the week's 3rd sketch...
I'm going to see if I can get one done every day this week - that'll leave me with 5 new drawings at the end of the week.
I like posting them to my blog too - they add some colour. My blog looks nicer with different coloured fonts, funky layouts and pictures.

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At 11:50, I ventured off into town to meet up with Shelly.
I was a bit afraid of meeting up with her at first, as after she'd said she needed to "talk to me..." in that voice - I thought she was going to shout at me/dump me, or something to that effect.

She was okay with me though - we cuddled and kissed under the sheltered area beside the bank. I snaffled a bite of her sausage sandwich too.

It was pissing down - so we couldn't go along with our original plan, which was to sit in the park near Mima.
Instead, we went to Greedy Joes - and I got a chicken mayo sarnie. They didn't have any cress, so I got lettuce and cucumber instead. My word, it's a great combo. I'm never big on salad, but it's okay when mixed with a creamy filling.

And as usual, Shelly kept telling me I looked like I'd came out of a porno shoot, with the mayo smeared all around my mouth. She wiped it off for me and we kissed together under the sheltered area infront of the Cleveland Centre.

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I suggested we go mooch in Gamestation to keep out of the rain.
I had a poke through the Wii games - reccomending some good ones to Shelly, for when she gets her Wii.
Then I looked at the PS2 games, pondering over what I might like to get when I get my PS2. I hope they let me get one for my birthday.

Whilst I was looking at Manhunt 2 - telling Shelly how the prequel had been bannned - we suddenly heard THIS SONG blasting across the shop...

"...EXI-IIIT LIGHT! ENTER NIII-IIIGHT!!!"

LMFAO, ENTER SANDMAN!
Shelly and I looked at each other and pissed ourselves.

Gamestation had GH: Metallica set up on a console box near the counter.
We wanted to play - but there was this KNOB who was hogging it.
He played Enter Sandman on drums - knowing full well we were both stood behind him, wanting to play - he then proceeds to start playing other songs. Dickhead.
Never heard of COURTESY?

Shelly said that Game had a GH: Metallica console box - so we decided to wander off over there instead.
Not before I'd bought the Super Smash Bros. Brawl strategy guide though.

Guides tend to be like £10...
My Final Fantasy VII guide was £13 - and this was early 2000s, mate!

I bagged SSBB's guide for a sexy £2.99.

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When we got to Game, we'd arrived in time - a group of lads had just finished playing, so we picked a guitar each and proceeded to play ENTER SANDMAN.

I took Expert lead, Shelly took Hard bass.
We were even watched by a group of moshers/emos who I knew went to our college.
According to Shelly, they were commenting on our massive band streaks and the difficulties we were both playing on. It sounded like we were respected for OUR UBER SKILLZ.

We both ended up with 97% each, 5 stars overall.
I'd have hit more than that if I hadn't had to faff on with the star power button to activate it.
Considering it was a different guitar, and I was standing up in the middle of a shop, being watched - I did pretty mint like.

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I walked Shelly back to Working Links and we made out for a few minutes under the sheltered roof near the bank.
I walked back to college - managed to make it there in just under 5 minutes. I used Enter Sandman as a timer, if you will.

I sat back down on the tables by Construction, had a flick through the book I'd bought.
Sadly, it doesn't tell me a great deal that I didn't already know...
I'll look into it further, see if it says anything about boss trophies. They're something I struggle with.

I went back to my drawing and Lewis appeared, back from his lesson.
We sat together for a while, I finished off inking my drawing - and we went up to Key Skills.

Paul looked over my Powerpoint - he says it's fine.
He's yet to look at my spreadsheet task.
Either way - when he was ignoring me, I was colouring in my picture. I got all of it finished except for the bottom-right corner - which I was colouring in with a dodgy black marker...

When I was on my way to Photography, Lewis and I were walking down a corridor with big beasty glass windows. He catches glimpse of our reflection and he says:

"I'VE ONLY JUST NOTICED. HOW SHORT ARE YOU?!"

I was just like: "...Seriously, how long have you known me for mate?"

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In Photography, I didn't end up doing any Key Skills - Paul told me to focus on doing actual Photography work - which I was more than happy to do.
I spent the lesson doing some editing work on Photoshop.

I've fallen in love with the saturation balance adjustent lmao.
You can make a photo look black and white, but still colour.
That makes no sense, rofl. It's like a cross between the two.

I was working on my photos when I heard someone yell: "ROAR" behind me.
Of course - it was Adam.

So he came and sat in the room with us all lesson.
He made me listen to Team Rocket's Rockin' on his iPod.
Horrible - I actually knew the words. The two of us were alternating the parts - I sang Jessie's lyrics, he sang James' lyrics and we sang Meowth's together.
Seriously, I must've been hyper to sing out loud in a room with PEOPLE IN IT and not be arsed.

It was fun though.

So was when we swapped earphones - so I had one of my own and one of his, and he had the same, names reversed.
We tried to see what it was like if you mixed two songs together - he chose Mini Moni and I chose Curved Air - lmfao!

It was confusing - at times, the random Curved Air woman sounded like she was singing in Japanese.

DON'T RING FOR A TAXI...
DON'T CALL A POLICEMAN...
DON'T SEND FOR A DOCTOR, HE'LL JUST GIVE YOU PILLS...

Then I drew a green smiley face on Adam's hand with this marker pen we found on the desk.

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Adam finished off colouring in the bottom corner of my picture for him - so the colouring credit on Dixie's black shirt goes to him.

Here's the finished piece:



[DeviantArt link...]

I love the way Andrew's hair turned out.

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And now I shall post 14 images - all of the ones I worked on editing today in Photography.





























I'm quite pleased with the way they've all came out.

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I was even in a good mood walking to the bus station and getting the 64A home.
I decided to put my iPod on songs shuffle.

Not only was it giving me pretty decent songs - like Enter Sandman, Broken Glass, Smashed Into Pieces - it started giving me some of my older favourites, ones I haven't added to the NEW PLAYLIST...
Like Of Treasure - which is ranked like 5th in my top 50 most played.
I listened to it non-stop for a fortnight, I think.

Then Lisa started playing some songs that were un-rated - so I gave them a listen and rated them accordingly.
Tended to be all 3-star rated though, I haven't found anything undiscovered and very mint on my iPod yet.

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See, today was pretty fucking legendary - until I got home.
There I was met with the cunt of the house again.

Now watch this - she got pissed at me, made threats and shouted abuse at me, when this time I hadn't said ANYTHING wrong.

She told me she needed 61 photocopies doing with my copier.
I didn't refuse, I didn't say I wouldn't.
I said: "Well you might not get all of them because I don't have much ink."

Now where in that sentence did it say I wouldn't do it?
Where in that sentence did I say she couldn't use my copier?

I didn't fucking say it.
But as per fucking usual, she went off on a bastard rant - even having a go at dad when he stood up for me.

Now she's saying she's not going to buy me any ink again.
As well as reminding me that I can't use her camera - so it's going to be fucking difficult doing err... PHOTOGRAPHY coursework outside of fucking college.
Oh, and she continued on with the bastard rant about me not doing anything unless it's to benefit myself.

WHEN DID I SAY I FUCKING WOULDN'T DO IT FOR HER?
Seriously.
Even dad knew I was right, that's why he stood up for me.
She's such a fucking cunt, I swear to God.

It doesn't seem like I'll be able to see Ash or Shelly for a while either...
Swear to God - she says I don't have any friends.
Well no fucking wonder if I'm not allowed to see them!

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I stayed in this mood for the next few hours.
I was that depressed, I actually didn't cry.
I hate that, when I'm upset to the point where I CAN'T cry.

I still feel like hurting myself badly as I'm writing this - that urge hasn't gone.

I tried to cheer myself up by eating tons of junk food - hotdogs, crisps, ice-cream, Pepsi...
Nothing seemed to work.

I had plans for tonight as well.
I planned to play through into the early Summer on Harvest Moon: BTN, play some more gigs on World Tour and download some new songs for Lisa.
I didn't do any of them - I ended up in the mood where I just laid in bed and didn't feel like moving.

Shelly managed to cheer me up a little though - she talked with me on the phone for a long time, trying to calm me down.
I love Shelly like.