Technology: totally terrifying and terrific in tandem

Ok…so I haven’t posted something in months. I’ve done this before, I may do it again. But I’m here to beg you to give me another chance…again.

I want to kick off these holiday posts with an update into my posting abilities. I’ve recently come into proud possession of a Samsung smart phone. I never realised how much power a person can hold in the palm of his/her hand, certainly more than enough to get one to the moon (at least in 1969).

And with my new found freedom comes the WordPress app ๐Ÿ˜€ and so I hope to post more regularly now, what with being able to post anywhere ๐Ÿ™‚



Exams: the waiting is the hardest part

To quote Tom Petty, “the waiting is the hardest part”.

I recently finished exams (for now anyway)…and the writing of said torture devices is actually ok. I mean, I actually have more free time (I had enough time to watch the new Star Trek, will be my next post!). I eat better, I see more of my friends. On the other hand, from dawn until dusk my life consists of texts and mathematical formulae…but still.

But waiting for my results to be posted is awful. Some exams go bad, bringing great trepidation, some exams go well…bringing slightly less trepidation. I will elaborate with a story!

I wrote the worst exam of my life (literally, none have been as bad marks-wise). And so the waiting was nerve-wracking. So you can imagine the joy I experienced when I saw I passed! At university you need a sub-minimum of 40% for your exam, so as long as your overall average including semester mark is greater than 50% you pass. And I got less than 40% for the exam. So even though my average was 51% I shouldn’t have passed. Except I did. I assumed being in final year they pushed me through, because I was quite close to 40% in my exam…BUT it turns out it was a system error (we get our marks off the ‘net) and I actually got into the supplementary exam. Boom! From pass to supp in 24 hours ๐Ÿ˜ฅ But I thought I’d go to the perusal where you can examine your script and try and find extra marks and such like…so I had to wait an entire week for that opportunity. This week of waiting was worse than waiting for my actual result! But happily, I went to the perusal today and found out that they had looked at my paper again and found me more marks! ๐Ÿ˜€ they just had not reflected it on the system yet ๐Ÿ™‚

So the waiting can be a bitter-sweet experience. After that week of waiting, to find out I had passed was an amazing feeling!! ๐Ÿ™‚ If you have ever experienced anything like this, drop a comment and we can bemoan our ordeals ๐Ÿ˜› Next post will be my review of the new Star Trek ๐Ÿ˜€


A student’s life: culinary tales

So, I decided to write this post following pretty much my most unhealthy week as a student ever…and that’s saying something, ’cause I’ve been a student for 3.5 years, and this statement includes infamous first year.

As of tonight I will have eaten take-aways for dinner 5 nights out of my 7 day week…3 of those were pizza. No more words are needed I think.

Other culinary lows I’ve done include:

  • Eating a week’s supply of biscuits in the 15 minutes after taking it back to your room.
  • Eating tomato sauce and steak seasoning on sandwiches because you don’t have anymore peanut butter.
  • Eating peanut butter from the jar with a spoon because you don’t have anymore bread.
  • Eating sandwiches and a can of baked beans for dinner most nights for over a month (this is the one I’m most ashamed of in retrospect).
  • Staying at parties solely for the food…I once left a 21st straight after dessert (I think this is it for most shameful act actually).
  • Going home to mom and dad just for the food (everyone does this, don’t judge me!).
  • Eating raw spinach, carrots, tomatoes and beans with tomato sauce because you are too lazy to cook them (in my defence uncooked vegetables are apparently good for you).
  • Buying pre-made salads because you are too lazy to make your own.
  • Losing weight (which is great) mainly because after leaving home you realise just how much effort it is to make food and so you eat less.

So yeah, those are my confessions with regards to food as a student…I’d like to finish off with a few pros though:

  • I don’t waste food (not that my family ever wastes food, but I’m continuing the trend).
  • If a beggar asks me to buy them food while I’m at the grocery store/supermarket I do it, because if I’m only a student and I can afford to eat nicely (thanks mom and dad) then I can cut back on partying if it means someone else eating for a few days.
  • Finally, in pursuit of a woman my cooking skills have increased. Making chicken cordon bleu (see below) only because I promised to make her dinner one evening is one way of learning new dishes.chicken cordon bleu
  • From pessimistincarnate at blogspot (this isn’t my creation)

    Normal programming will resume shortly ๐Ÿ™‚


A literary post: I can do reading me

Yes, it may shock you to realise I am in fact literate and that movies are not my sole source of entertainment ๐Ÿ˜› I am in fact an avid reader, and so I feel it is time for a post regarding this.

First off, some very sad news: Ian M. Banks has been diagnosed with gall bladder cancer! It is heartbreaking that anyone should suffer this disease, and the possible loss to the science fiction genre (I never really read his mainstream novels) is also concerning. Obviously though if he were to recover and not write another book I would still be overjoyed. But Ian M. Banks, the man responsible for The Culture novels, is a great asset to my favourite genre and my prayers are with him.

Consider Phlebas and Look to Windward

My two favourites: Consider Phlebas and Look to Windward

Onto more cheerful news, I have recently had what can only be described as the privilege of reading the two latest books from Ken Follet: Fall of Giantsย andย The Winter of the World.ย This man is a literary genius I tell you. He’s responsible for the two critically acclaimed novelsย Pillars of the Earthย andย World Without End.

Fall of Giants cover

Fall of Giants cover

Both books form part of The Century trilogy, which is based around the 20th century and the wars fought during it. It’s historical fiction, which means that the main characters are fictitious, but the events they witnessed are real and accurately portrayed. The first one is based around WWI and the second around WWII. The books follow families dragged into the war on both sides, and the books follow the same families and the new generations born into each.

Both are incredibly well written books. They have romance, action, historical facts interestingly told, as well as drama, intrigue and excellent character development. And both being around 800 pages long will keep you busy for a while…and books of that length make you look all intelligent-like! ๐Ÿ˜›

So yes, in conclusion I would definitely recommend the books to anyone for they really are superb.


Merry Christmas dear reader

nativity scene

I like this image, because it’s not a sweet, kitsch manger and aย  European family, but a middle eastern family (which Jesus was) in a cave, which is what they actually used

I’d just like to wish you a merry Christmas, and I hope it was peaceful and joyous ๐Ÿ™‚

I just thought I’d write a short post about the third most important day in the Christian calendar (following Good Friday and Easter Sunday). When Jesus died on the cross he saved us from our sin. This is a hard act to follow right? Wrong. Jesus did not have to live among us for him to save us from our sins. God could have sent him down to immediately die on the cross, much to the same effect. His death on the cross was him taking our place when we stand before God on judgement day. This does not rely on the life Jesus lived. Which brings us to Christmas.

Jesus was born to a virgin mother using some fancy miracle work by God. He was born a human, subject to the same things we are. But the reason all the carols speak about peace on earth is that Jesus came to show us how to Love (not love, Love). He lived a life of acceptance, not a single word of hate passed his lips. He came to bring love to the people on the fringes of society: orphans, widows, lepers, prostitutes, tax collectors, adulterers. He came to show EVERYONE lies within God’s great fold of love.

And so Christmas done properly has gifts and food, but most importantly: love, peace, and goodwill between humankind.


IT LIVES: Return of the sub-committee on pies chairman

Golemesque creature

This is how I feel after exams

First and foremost I’d like to apologise for my hiatus on the blog. Terribly sorry I haven’t posted in so long. Here’s a brief update into my life recently:

  • I wrote exams ๐Ÿ˜ฅ
  • They were tough
  • I studied on campus most days, rather hard I might add
  • I celebrated my 21st birthday
  • I went on an outreach for a week and a half to an orphanage (I’ll make a dedicated post to it soon)
  • I discovered Assassin’s Creed 3
  • I passed all my exams! ๐Ÿ˜€
  • My bursary application was successful, meaning my studies are covered and I’ll have a job after I graduate
  • All the things above combine into next being year being my final year for undergrad! ๐Ÿ˜€

And those are a few of the reasons why I haven’t posted in a while. I also have tons of movies to look at, such asย Skyfall,ย Cloud Atlas,ย The Hobbit,ย Seeking a friend for the end of the world,ย and whatever else I’ve watched recently. I’ll start on those ASAP (as in tomorrow), but it’s 23:55 GMT+2 right now and I’m off to bed. I just wanted to let you know I’m still alive ๐Ÿ™‚


A personal post

Ok, I know I said I’d write aboutย Dredd,ย but things have gotten quite hectic in my personal life in between then and now. But I must say the movie didn’t have any glaring scientific inaccuracies, and it had some pretty cool scenes, def worth checking out if you like a more grim tale.

My grandfather passed away on Sunday, hence the slight delay. He passed away in his sleep; he sat down for an afternoon nap and didn’t wake up. I really feel as if it was God calling him home, so I’m at peace with it.

Now, you don’t have to read further than here, because all I’m going to do is sing his praises. He didn’t have many friends left, so I thought that if even one of you reads further and mourns for him, then I’ll have accomplished something.

My grandfather was a hero. Literally. He served during WWII in a bomber squadron as a radar/radio operator. He flew many sorties, and didn’t once complain. He nutted up, and served his country in a time of war. Unfortunately his plane was shot down on a night raid against V2 rocket stations (the things that were hitting London like there was no tomorrow). Some of the crew went down with the plane; only my granddad and one other serviceman made it out. They landed in a field where they were picked up by the French resistance, and hidden in a school house. The school mistress was a seriously badass lady, always traveled around on her bicycle with a pistol in the basket, ready to shoot herself or the Germans, which had to be done. Eventually my granddad and his friend were betrayed by a member of the resistance (who was later shot for it), and taken to a concentration camp. Yeah, concentration camp, not POW camp. Even though they tried to tell the SS they were airmen, the SS wouldn’t listen. I won’t horrify you with the details, but my granddad survived the camp and it’s beatings and hardships until near the end of war. The Germans knew they were going to lose, so the Luftwaffe freed my granddad and his friend and put them in a POW camp to get brownie points with the Allies. My granddad and his friend were so unused to the amount of food that they were the only two in the whole POW camp to put on weight during their stay. Oh, and the POW camp? It was the one from the Great Escape, although my granddad was there after that went down. He was eventually freed, survived the war, married my grandmother, and raised my dad. He stayed in the airforce until retirement, becoming a super badass training officer and stuff. He also left me with the saying “Do not panic flight mechanic!”, which is from the fact that the flight mechanic was responsible for keeping the plane going, so if he panicked then everyone did.

My granddad may have become a bit grumpy and forgetful near the end, but when I was younger he would always be willing to wrestle with me, he always had time for me, and was generally awesome. He was, and still is, one of my heroes.