All 5 entries tagged Angst
October 25, 2005
1. Alcohol is the language of madness.
2. Everything around us can be represented and understood through alcohol.
3. If you drink this alcohol, patterns emerge. Therefore: there is alcohol everywhere in madness.
October 21, 2005
OK, I've not had a proper angst post in a while now. Today though, I had a proper angst-worthy experience.
It all starts this morning. I awoke with that "mmm, I like warm Saturday lie-ins", only then to hear the damn builders making a house building noises next door. "Hmm strange, since when did they work on Saturdays…", I mused, "Hang on, it's not Saturday… shit shit shit!" I grab the clock and see that I do have just enough time to shower and eat before dashing to the bus stop. (This did involve playing "Jenga" with the pile of clean dishes to get a bowl and then shaking the very last drop of milk onto my Cheerios.)
So far, so good – Surprisingly, I was in a really good mood! Listening to some up-beat, happy, drum-n-bass and smiling to myself on the bus. I got on to campus with time to spare and had a relatively interesting concurrent programming lecture.
At this point I need to rewind to last Saturday night at Vapour…
I was having a good time dancing away like a crazy person, as per usual (shout out to Sean and co!). The out of blue some random girl nicks the hat/visor thing I'm wearing off my head! I'm mildy annoyed by the audacity, but she and her friend were pretty cute, so I let it slide. After a while I decided to get it back, but in the (possibly drunken) confusion, I end up dancing with them instead. In particular, dancing with girl who we shall name 'X' for the purposes of this post. Her friend, girl 'Y', was there with boyfriend Joe who seemed like a safe guy. So anyway, we're all having a good time and at about 01:50 we decide to all head back to theirs (on campus) for a while. I stayed round there for a while talking to various randoms, drinking Gin & orange and generally having a laugh. Come about 02:15 I realise I really have to get back to Leamington, so say good bye and get the bus home. (I swear Stagecoach keep changing to price of the night bus, or the drivers are just making it up!)
OK, now fast forward a few days. Sarah says I should go back round and say hello to X, ask her out or something. I was not convinced, but got the old "what's the worst that could happen?" So today I decided what the hell! Go round and see if she wants to go for coffee. Here is a rough transcript of the conversation.
(ring door bell)
Random Girl: Hello..
Me: Hi, is 'X' in?
Random Girl: Which 'X'? Blonde hair 'X' or brown hair 'X'?
Me: Brown hair.
Random Girl (to people in kitchen): Is 'X' in?
Various voices: Dunno/Maybe../Think so. yea
Random guy (who I can't see): My 'X'?
(Me – internal monologue: erm….)
Random Girl: (shouts up stairs) 'X'!
(sounds of doors and footsteps)
(X walks down stairs)
Me: Er, Hi, dunno if you remember me, but we met last Saturday at the union.
X: (momentary puzzlement) Oh yea, Hello!
Me: So, I've just skipped a lecture and was wondering if you fancied getting a coffee or something?
X: Oh, um, I can't really. I've got a load of work to do.
Me: A first year with lots of work! How come?
X: Well my boyfriend has been visiting, so I've not been doing much work lately. Trying to catch up now.
(Me – internal monologue: oh wonderful…)
Me: Ah, OK, that's cool. Well I'll let you get back to it then. See you round maybe.
X: Yea OK. Drop by any time.
Me: Sure, well, bye then.
X: See ya.
As I'm walking back to the bus stop I can't help but smile to myself. I must really suck at reading people who I meet. However, given the same situation I would probably still do the same thing. Unless every nice girl I meet actually has a boyfriend already, in which case I'm screwed…
The day is not over yet! I'm sure I can screw up things even more…
What's the worst that could happen?! :D :D
October 09, 2005
I do like a good house party – last night for example.
What was that? A girl talking to me, for longer than two seconds! Astonishment, (that's a great word!) is all I can say. Hang on, a very beautiful girl? Yup, you betcha.
Ah, but she was smart enough to casually mention her boyfriend once or twice in the conversation. D'oh! Why are the pretty ones always so unavailable, it's like I arrived in the world 4 years too late!
Anyways it was still cool to chat to someone at a party where I knew about 3 people.
Hope you had a good night!
October 07, 2005
Sulk sulk sulk
Hey Sarah, steal me some more cake else I will continue to sulk!
Sulk sulk sulk!
You cannot beat me on the internet however, so I am free to sulk as much as I damn please. (I out rank you on Google, so there)
October 04, 2005
It's 01:44 and I'm back from Top B. Didn't go last week, couldn't be arsed with the queuing, etc.
Hey Sarah, you can file this one under angst. This is my first non-coding related post in a while and to be honest it sucks…
Seeing as no one reads the coding posts and the non-coding ones are just post-teenage angsty rubbish I'm not sure why I bother.
Anyway, review of Top B is same as last year but there lots of new pretty people walking around. Bah I liked it better when I could just pretend to enjoy the music and dance! Ah well, time to watch the latest American Dad.