Barmy Blue's Bland Blog

Yes, I know I haven’t updated recently. Quite simply I’ve had nothing to say. I’ve had the passed week off for half term and I’m now back at school.
So, what’s changed you ask. Not much. Nothing significant at any rate. At the moment I’m in a strange kind of mood. I wouldn’t call it depressed, though it may seem that way. I don’t know what I’d call it. A cross between grumpy and depressed perhaps. Then again, perhaps it is depression but I don’t see it as that because of my last depression. At the moment I don’t much mind what it is. It’s of no importance.
Let’s see now.
I’ve had two offers from universities and one is reserving judgement until I send them a few samples of my work. I composed a short story for that purpose, explaining the naming of my two baby dragons Rubius and Riddian. I’m also planning to submit some of my short poetry from last year. It’s a shame I can’t find the Lord of the Rings poetry I wrote a few years ago. I bet some of that would be rather good. Oh well. I may even hand over one of the silly “songs” I’ve been writing for no reason at all except to express my current hate for Tom. Though at the moment my mood’s too…bored, I shall call it bored, to actually be angry with him for anything.
I keep thinking about a story I was trying to write about the three “chosen” mages and their journey to find each other and fight evil, the general sort of thing. I don’t know why but I keep thinking about it.
I’ve watched the odd film or two. One particular one was called The Flight of Dragons. I noticed it because Tom used to mention it sometimes. Apparently he had it on video when he was younger until his step dad taped over it. It answered one or two questions about Tom. Now I know why he’s such a…I call it warped, human being. At one time he was convinced that he was his alter ego, Character A, and that he was part of that character’s life. Let me explain.
He decided that Character A had died; leaving his distraught wife behind in the dimension they lived in. But he didn’t actually die. He was somehow transported to earth and lived out his life as a human until his wife found him and was able to restore him to his former self. That in itself is not so bad. But the thing was that he believed that he was Character A living out his life as a human. He believed that he was his own creation. At that time, when I emailed him I had to call him Character A and not Tom. But it wasn’t too tricky, seeing as I don’t like to say people’s names anyway; I don’t know why, I just don’t. The story went that the wife would rescue Character A when he was sixteen. Then Tom turned seventeen so the wife rescued Character A at seventeen and then Tom turned eighteen so the wife rescued Character A when he was eighteen. Notice a pattern here? But Tom’s grown out of that, it seems. he’ll be nineteen at the end of this month. I’m struggling for ideas of what to give him for his birthday. Before it wasn’t so hard because he likes to collect the same kind of dragon ornaments that I do and there was a shop near me that sold them. It has since closed and been turned into another useless mobile phone shop. There is another shop that sells dragon ornaments but they are of such a poor quality and just look far too tacky, with bits of glitter everywhere to make them look better, unrealistically proportioned accessories like treasure, skulls or coins and are of a cheaper looking material with an unprofessional seeming finish. I’ve decided I’ll draw Tom a picture. My mockeries of Character A are greatly improving. I did a picture of him a while ago as a baby and Tom agreed that he looked very cute, though the proportions weren’t right. It’s a mockery because Character A does have a baby form but it doesn’t look like that. The males of his species develop into adults within eight hours I believe it was. But I don’t care about a little detail like that. It’s easier to try and draw him my way than Tom’s at the moment. I did one for Valentine’s Day, where my baby Character A is holding a home made valentine for his wife, also a baby, with the poorly written words of a little child “Pweeze be my vawentine” with the odd backwards letter to make it seem cuter. Tom’s response was “Oh, just rape my character and Valentines Day”. I was actually rather pleased with this response because it got a reaction out of him. Now I want to do one for his birthday with Baby Character A jumping out of the birthday cake. I’ve perfected cute eyes but none of the other pictures has the cute angle that the first did, I’m working on it though.
Now, what else have I to say? Well, I’m onto the third Chronicles of Narnia book, I have to complete an English essay for next Friday and I need to finish creating my website for my IT work, and the spreadsheets too. Oh yes, and I’ve also watched a few episodes of Ghost in the Shell: Stand Alone Complex. It’s made me think that I should try my hand at sci-fi. I’ve thought about it a few times and tried it once or twice. I’ll see how I go. Anything else? Oh yes, some bright spark has decided to move all of the computers out of the study room and into the common room, completely obliterating what little seating arrangement there was. Well, I think I’m about done. I’ll see if there’s any more to add later.

Bluebiird out.