Let's Have A Toast For The Douchebags

Recently, I've not really been up to much or had anything relevant to say, and the blog has suffered the consequences. I sit here now feeling unmotivated and uninspired. The days have just sort of drifted away, with nothing of worth noting down. Not even listening to anything in paticular.

What has happened in the last week or so since you heard from me, is that I've now stopped fasting, which is a welcome relief. It was a long month, and to be honest I don't think I changed anything I wanted or became a better person; I still complain too much, still don't appreciate what I have, still have no patience and get into arguments and generally annoy people. Friday was Eid, which was ok, nothing special really. Although, I did end up getting £30 out of it. I didn't get the jacket that I wanted so I just tramped it out, but it's alright because I'm a tramp idol. It also happened to be Maria's birthday.

Thankfully, it's moved on now, but for the last few days the local fair came to the park outside my house. It just meant lots of people, noise and colours, all just makes me a little bit nautious. However, I did end up going along with my sister and uncle on the last night just before it closed, we were like the only people on the Energizer and Dodgems.

I've added a new tv show to my like list, called Rizzoli & Isles. It centres around the two main female characters, Jane Rizzoli a detective and Maura Isles a medical examiner, who work together to solve homicide cases. It's a new show and only one season old, which I finished watching today, it's a pretty intense drama. I had intended to spend this summer watching hyped up main stream shows, but after a slow start I've ended up becoming a fan of two new small American tv series that no one I know will have heard of, White Collar and Rizzoli and Isles, such a lonely life.

So summer's sort of coming to a close, this time next week, I will be in my new house in Crewe, living the Uni life. It's been a pretty mixed bag really, peaked early and then steadily declining ever since. It started with the release of Recovery, which turned me into beaming retard with a smile ear to ear. That was followed by the start of the World Cup, which in turn was followed by the highlight of the summer, the trip to Egypt. It's funny 'cause I remember saying something similar in the post just before I left for Egypt, but it feels like everything in life is a double edged sword, everything good has a consequence. For example, the trip to Egypt which was easily the best part of the summer, led me to the worst thing about my summer, having absolutely no money for the remainder of my time here. It's a delicate balance, in retrospect would I have done the same thing, who knows.

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The death of a blog? Don't be surprised if you don't hear from me in a while.

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