Monday 6 September 2010

The Following Year

Now that it's my last GCSE year, I have made the decision that I may have to work pretty darn hard, and unfortunately, that will require giving up a large portion of whatever social life that I had, which judging by the fact I write a blog, I didn't have much of.

It will be hard for me, reducing time spent on all my beloved things, facebook, msn... well... that's pretty much it.

I guess my inspiration for this would have to be Rosie, who spent a fair slice of her life last year revising non stop, and whilst I may not go to that extreme, I may have to go along that Idea, after all, she got pretty amazing results, and is now set for life.

This will come as a shock to some, as one time when I wasn't on facebook for a couple of hours, no less than two of my friends got worried about me and thought that I may have been kidnapped.

I'll let you go.

Catch Up

I haven't posted for a while, so i guess I'll just have to whizz through recent happenings.

I'll start with holiday club, holiday club was pretty awesome. I was worried about being in the band at first because kids songs often tend to be in an awkward key with awkward chords, but in the end I just figured; stick a capo on, and all shall be well.

I was disappointed through, because of Greenbelt, I missed the barbeque on the final day. And Greenbelt wasn't brilliant fun, it's basically New Wine but without the fun, friends and good worship, which leaves you with very little good. Beyong missing my friends, nothing on the program particularly interested me, besides the stand up comedian Milton Jones performing, which despite me getting there 40 minutes earlier to queue up for, I still didn't get in as the venue was packed.

The last week was generally good, I met up with friends on some days, had to do last minute homework which was less fun, and on the Sunday, I led worship at the Space Celebration which was amazing. It's all one step closer to being a worship leader.

And today, first day back at school, despite an unfortunate hour of boy girl seating plan and a school rules presentation from someone who clearly never got hugged as a child, the rest of the day went alright. And I invited one of my closest friends to go along to Space, and they seemed alright about it, so hopefully it will all work out.

Anyway, I've kept you long enough, I'll let you go. (That would be funny to anyone who has seen Milton Jones)