So today’s the day.
The day that I lose the best part of my summer, She goes and gets on a train later and I’m never gonna see her again. She is an amazing woman who has helped me so much over the past 6 weeks, and I can never repay her. She’s gorgeous, smart, funny, and just perfect…
I wish it didn’t have to end like this. Whatever guy you end up with will be the luckiest guy in the known universe to be with you, and I really hope that our paths cross again in the future, so I can be that guy. I don’t wanna be with anyone else.
I genuinely love you Jade. And I’m gonna miss you so much I can’t even explain it.
This road is an ecosystem in itself. I’m currently mooching down to see my nan in Littlehampton, and the M25 never fails to surprise me, even when I’m driving. A random naked man in a field, a kid doing Usain Bollt poses to his brother in the car in front, and airport cabs galore, people off on holiday when I should be! But NO TRAFFIC YET (fingers crossed). Going from Hemel down to the M23 is a bit of a trek, its pretty much the boring half of the motorway. Past 2 airports, and still boring as fuck. Can’t the government make the roads more fun? Fancy signs, panels that make noises when you go over them? Dancers? Something, please? Kthnksbye.
So, another day towards the inevitable today. Missed her a fuck lot, so much so that I am now writing her a love letter. Soppy fuck. I dunno what the fuck I’m gonna do in September, its gonna kill me :(. Virtua Tennis 4 filled the void, and seeing the bestie and her girlfriend was a treat.
3 weeks until I head back to my inherited home, Northampton. I can’t wait. It doesn’t carry the drama that Hemel Hempstead does, and I don’t get the issues I get in Hemel either. So much more easy living. Well except for the uni work of course.
Really gotta concentrate this year, I mean I never went to every lecture in a week once last year, and I struggled because of it. I was depressed, and bored shitless. Hopefully next year will turn all of that around.
New tennis season, joining Badminton and the Handball teams, could be great fun :)
But for anyone looking to take up long distance running, here are a few sound pieces of advice.
1. Always eat high carb meals, like all the time. Don’t worry about the weight, it will either turn into muscle, or you’ll run it off.
2. Drink plenty of water. No water turns to headaches, and that’s a bitch when you get into the zone.
3. Get yourself checked out first. I’m currently sitting in hospital, waiting for tests on a very painful tweak in my foot. Not very good for someone who needs their feet for RUNNING.
4. Plan your route well. Do it in stages, don’t go for 26 miles straight off… I did 10 miles and almost fainted. Do it gradually.
Who needs money to have a good night? All you need is an Xbox, your best friends and a copy of FIFA 12. With the random rule in place, you have such a fun time, including penalty shootouts that last FOREVER, and random awful decisions that get the whole room up in arms. Now, with money, add beer, and let the fun commence.
Well my two weeks off work have abruptly come to a halt. in 1 hour and 15 minutes I shall be embarking on my 45-minute walk to Riverside Business Park for a 3-hour shift. POINTLESS. God I hope I can get a 40-hour summer placement… I don’t deal with boredom very well. Plus the kind of double-dip day im having, this could be rather interesting… Armed with my iPod… first song…
So, yeah today is the 3-year anniversary of my best mate at college’s death, and I still remember that day like it was yesterday. The sheer shock of it all, and the fact that I wouldn’t jam with him ever again were too much… I shut myself in my room for a week, I couldn’t deal with it. I hope he was proud of me at his funeral, singing a version of McFly’s ‘Not Alone’, a song we sat down together and learnt 5 years previous, a song which pretty much shaped our friendship.
I hope you are jamming with the big guns up there buddy, I miss you A LOT. Your legend will always live on, and I will never forget you. EVER.
Ok, so I wouldn’t call myself a hardcore 1-genre music fan, but I do swing towards one most of the time: Rock music. Any variation, not fussed. However, I listen to a bit of everything.
L-R: Nate Mendel, Taylor Hawkins, Dave Grohl, Chris Shiflett.
FOO FIGHTERS. Seen them live like 5 times, the best having to be at Wembley. 90,000 people singing ‘Best of You’… what a moment.
Ok, If you know these bands then you will know that I have a common love for classic rock music. It has heavily been a part of my life for many years, and that will continue.
My iPod is chock a block with different artists, as much as I can fit on here, and my iTunes currently houses a lot of music. Different tastes, everything from Megadeth and Trivium, right through to Busted and McFly… plus my weird guilty pleasures for boy-bands and musicals. But hey, Rock of Ages, We Will Rock You and Hairspray are awesome. Right?
Ok, so i have been suggested this many times and I have finally started a blog. I am using this as like a running commentary of my life, hopefully to make more purpose of it. Well, I’ll tell you more about me. I’m Dean, I’m 23, and I live in Northampton. Ok, not the most glamourous of people but stick with me.
I’m mad about football, ever since my Uncle Keith took me to Wembley for my 7th birthday to see England lose 3 - 1 to the World Champions Brazil, I have been hooked. Since then I have travelled the world to follow St George’s barmy army, taking me as far as South Africa in 2010. However, there is a team that is closer to home that is also in my heart. In the sleepy suburbs of Hertfordshire (for all the americans, its kinda a suburb of London) there is a town called Watford, and their football team, Watford FC, are my team. The Golden Boys, The Hornets, Sean Dyche’s Tan & Red Army.
I am currently studying Events Management at Uni, and enjoying it thoroughly. Not just the course, just the freedom that university life brings. Sitting here creating blogs and randomly rambling about pointless shit when I should be putting a dent into the giant pile of work I have to do for NEXT WEEK. I love the student culture, discount off of everything, going out and getting drunk, working…
Oh yeah, I also work for Halfords. Love who I work with, love the job, but no ambition.
Now, to describe me and my life within a perspective of television, music and popular culture.
Dr. John Dorian, from Scrubs. Many aspects of my life are like his, the unluckiness, the sensitiveness, and how love never comes easy. However, I’m not studying medicine, I’m not being tormented by a custodial engineer, and I don’t have a black best friend.
Ted Mosby, from How I Met Your Mother. Again, the sensitiveness, and the appropriate immaturity come to mind, and again, in love with his best friend. Just like JD, he always screws up and keeps falling for his best friend, in Ted’s case, Robin.
Haha, just realised something. There’s one woman who I think is SMOKIN’ HOT that these two characters have both dated.
Mmm… SARAH CHALKE.
Sorry for the distraction.
So, yeah, that’s me. I won’t ramble on too much, but watch this space, and SHARE MY BLOG!!