Barmy Blue's Bland Blog

Well, I'm back in the pit of the damned. I left quite late but i had no lessons today so it was okay. I just performed amateur surgery on my blister with a pair of nail scissors and now I've plastered it in case it got infected somehow. It was great to see my family, even though they weren't all there. I'm watching Battle Royal at the moment. I've seen it before. I wouldn't call it horror but I'd call it gory. Apparently they do Japanese classes here but it turns out it's the same time as my life writing lesson, or there abouts and it's not even on the main campus. It's on a ****ty little spot that's mainly extra accommodation. However, I haven't seen it so it might be nice. I also watched DOA earlier too. Mum bought me a Dalek and Cyberman poster. The Cyberman could've gone on my door but I was worried it'd get damaged, especially as it turns out that while I was away for two days my neighbour got drunk and ripped off the remaining names on the doors. How dare he, I actually wanted mine to stay there. I can't speak for the others though. But why did he do it? Did he think he was doing us a favour? If antics like that are going to continue I'd rather keep my Cyberman in here where my insurance covers him . I found the perfect spot too. The door on my wardrobe slides open and he's next to that so I won't see him when it's open but I will when it's closed. And the dalek is above my bed next to the door. I can't believe I have posters up in my room, I only ever had one at home and that was a gift from someone. It came down ages ago though. I feel like a real Whoovian because everything on my walls is Doctor Who themed except for a dragon wall hanging that I have .
I got the train home, I sat down this time and then I got the bus. But it wasn't until later on I realised I'd got the right bus but on the wrong side so it was going away from the university. As I didn't know the area that well I decided to wait until it reached the end and stay with it on the journey back. But when it drove passed BBC television centre I decided to get off and take my chances because I didn't know exactly where it'd end. I had to wait for quite awhile but I was on quite a high because I'd seen BBC television centre. I went there once on a sociology trip. It's not as far as I'd always thought, just hop on the train and your there. And if it's that close who knows, I may, just slightly, possibly be able to get some sort of work experience there or something or other. I can hope anyway. But on the bus back there was a woman who missed her stop and kept going on at the driver to let her off then her friend called her so she was slagging off the bus driver while she was standing right next to him and then another friend called and she started slagging him off in another language but you could tell that's what she was doing. I felt like getting up and saying hey I got on the wrong bus and ended up down here and all I want to do it get to Uni. so I can stop twisting my arm trying to sit here and hold my case but you don't hear me complaining, *****. But I didn't and she wasn't there long. It was just because we hit a bit of traffic because there were some sort of road works going on. I really felt sorry for the bus driver though.
Well, I'll get back to my film now because I'm getting tired and this chair makes my back hurt.

Great, sounds like they're having some sort of little party now. I can hear loud music. The inconsiderate bastards.

Bluebiird out.