Have you ever had that feeling were you think everything is going great, almost too great, that something has to come along and screw things up. sort of a natrual check if you will.
well bascially, last thursday i had to get my first piece of course work in..which i did very well i feel. and that night i was heading off to see john butler trio in london (fotos in gallery). anyway everything seemed to be running so smoothly. i got my work done, had done my reading for the week, and was going to see one the best band in the world. anyway i came back not feeling to well. this progressed into no sleep thursday night, not feeling good friday, then waking up saturday like i was going to DIE. first of all i started with a sore throat, that then spread to my ear. then the whole swallowing thing became an issue. by issue i mean, someone dropping razor blade down. anyway, i actually thought that if i didnt seek help soon i was going to stop breathing in the the night, as my throat was so swallowen that i couldnt even see that little dangling thing at the back of the throat.
anyway, friday i went to the school clinic, but they said they couldnt fit me in till monday. that wasnt going to do. so saturday morning, i stumbled next door, where charlie was quite adiment that i go to hospital, as was her mum. anyway, i decided to call the off campus doctor in cowley. the told me come down in the mean time. so off i went, and bascially the doctor took one look at me and said "you have huge puss filled tonsils", which would explain all the crap i was having trouble getting up/down/moving around. i have acute tonsillitis. and i know my parents call my a drama queen when it comes to being ill, but apparenlty, no one has seen it as bad as it hit me. i eat nothing from saturday evening till monday afternoon. and did not speak till yesterday. it was a quiet few days which were spent writing insults on a piece of paper.
anyway, i am feeling alot better. but i am still on the meds, so its not over yet. im taking it easy and wrapping up. and i have to say that this was my first experience of tonsillitis, and i wish it upon no one!
anyway, john butler! when kev went a few months back and said that this was the greatest concert he has ever been to, i was skeptical. i mean he had been with me at the silverchair concert of two years ago...which was held in pretty uniamous regard as the greatest gig ever to exsist. so, i was interest to see how this was going to go one further.
lets just put it this way. i have been amazed by band, i have been in love with the music, but up until that night i have never been in total awe of someone standing 10ft away. some may call it stage presence, i think it was something else. that something that make you realise your with greatness like when mandela walks in a room. or the first time you heard jimi hendrix track.
whilst all the tracks were amazing. for me the song 'ocean' moved me the most. it normally a 10min solo instrumental...but this time it went on for maybe 15-20. he told us that this song was one of the first thing he ever played when he was busking next to a trash can in freemantel. he said that the song evolved as he did. and just listening to that verison, you could almost feel his life. i have never had a piece of music fulfil me so.
oh and i got a drum stick.
anyway, i got a couple piece of coursework coming up. so i better hit the books
Im back. i got a laptop....its so pretty. i also got £100 off cus im a student. anyway, i am a live.
you find me entering into my 4th week of uni life at the establishment of academia known as oxford brookes. and i have to say its going really well. i have kickass flat mates and i feel i have made a mark on the community already. im trying to go with a mix of van wilder and hugh hefner....ive even got a smoking jacket.
so andrew told me to try and join some groups/societies as he regretted not when he was here. so i went down to the freshers fair and joined up to the shotgun not society and the extreme sports society. basically, shotgun not is just a gathering of ppl who want to be in a society that really doesnt do much. i think there are bar crawls every once and a while, and they do like drunk laser quest. our club card is a bottle opener..how cool is that. also we all get tshirt with our nick name on them. and after long dilberation with everyone, i have decided on Sanchez Mcgee (dj/drugs). why, you may ask. well the first week i was here, i was meeting so many people that i coulndt remember their names, so i would just call them sanchez. the mcgee part is old school will. and the dj/drugs is a reference to club dread.
so heres the low down. i have 10hrs of class a week. not bad i know. im doing international relation and law. so i got two law moduals, one IR and a top up modual in politics...which, ironically im liking the most. law is ok, it just quite heavy going. im so thankful that i have semi carasmatic profs or i would just die. my contact law teacher is the spiting image of cliff richard which is enough for hrs of amusment during lectures.
im on a modual system, which mean that i have continual assement. so hardly any exams. but that does mean i have to work from the word go and do 6 courseworks this semister.
anyway..i havent been well the last couple of days. if i still feel bad in the morning, ill go to the clinic. and ill keep you posted on how long till my spline explodes through my nasal passage.
dont be a fool. stay in school