"Heaven is my home"

Today, for the first time ever, I listened to Mezzamorphis by Delirious. And I now think it is absolutely brilliant. The title of this blog comes from the second song called Heaven, and the words are just great. As is the music. As is everything about the song, apart from the fact that its only like four minutes long. I have far to many contenders for favourite song. Oh well.
I'm just home from small group which was a good laugh as always. And, kind of unfortunately, I have just been asked to go and help at the toastie bar. Since I was up at half six this morning, I am only going to go for a little while, but if any of you see me tomorrow to talk to, dont expect me to be awake, or in any sort of good mood. Cos I just wont be.
In other news, theres a big accident scene at the junction of high street/george street/duke street. Police, numbered stuff on the road, possibly fatal, guess I wont know until something appears on the bbc website, but ill be sure to avoid that area tonight.
Basically, thing to take away from this blog are 1) Mezzamorphis is a great album, 2) I live in a dodgy area apparently, and 3) I want hot chocolate and malteser cake. Will have to try and go for some this weekend, if not before.
Oh, other excitingly stuff-ness, I am going to see six star hotel tomorrow. How great is that? I suppose thats what happens when you know someone that knows them. So role on tomorrow night, hopefully I'll manage to actually be awake.

It's pretty late

It's pretty late, and yet I still feel as awake as I did when I first woke up this morning. Perhaps this is because I only woke up and about midday. Perhaps it is because I didn't eat my dinner until 9pm. I don't really know why to be quite honest, but it's quite annoying, as I have five or six hours of lectures in the morning, and then the Alpha launch night in the evening, which I plan to turn up to and support.
So I thought I would update y'all with the goings on in my world. I was out on thursday night, friday night and saturday night. The earliest I got to bed was 2am. The latest was about half three. This made me rather tired in my nine oclock lecture on friday morning, but what you going to do about it? I spent most of friday afternoon, and all of saturday, relaxing and doing nothing. It's a good life before assignments start getting handed out and work starts to need to be done. So basically I just sat and vegitated on our very uncomfortable sofa a lot. And ate a lot of Philadelphia and chilli-fried-bacon bagels. I like eating. Eating is good. Last night I was also part of one of the best games of monopoly ever. Me and Jillian ended up with about twelve thousand pounds, the other player owed us eleven thousand, plus we had about nine thousand pounds of hotels. We nearly actually ran the back out of money. Which was fun.
Anyway, I think I'll go and try and sleep again so I can actually pay attention in lectures tomorrow. First thing in the morning: Mechanics. All I can say is "bring it on!!!!!!"

A break in work

Tonight's post is being written during a break in putting together a rather stressful materials project. Materials is basically chemistry. I never did chemistry. Hence, I do not really have an idea what I am talking about, but I am trying my hardest, and it doesnt seem to going to badly so far. I was also amused earlier when someone in my group said that a material would not be suitable for use in the human body because it melted at 170 Celsius. I dont think this person realises that the human body is only about 37.5 Celsius. I know that and I never did chemistry or biology. So once I get this finished, which it nearly is, I just have to learn how to pass my maths test tomorrow, and then I can sleep. Which should be nice.
Not much really happened today, apart from doing our materials project, and going for coffee with some first years. Except I, as expected by those who know me, actually had hot chocolate, since I still only drink coffee when I am incredibly tired and have work to do. Even then I still prefer a good old Irn-bru.
Also, in response to a question about knights, cavaliers and horses, we finish it by just keeping going until one of the last two pairs is out because they are obviously the slowest. We were much faster when we won on saturday =)
Now, back to work for me. I don't have any good quotes for you today, so here's a bad one instead: "Try something new every day, and you'll never be bored." Sorry it's not as good as yesterdays quote, and technically I dont think it's true either, I'm sure I could still find time to be bored even with a new thing added to my schedule every day.
Blog soon.

It's been a long day

Someone wise once said to me "Is this the real life, or is this just fantasy? Stuck in a landslide, escape from reality. Open your eyes, look up to the skies and see." In all honesty, that person was Freddie Mercury. And in all honesty, he actually sang it at me, since I have never met him or talked to him. But today I did look up at the sky, and it looked good. It was actually still dark when I set off to CU this morning, but when I came out of the library for a bite of lunch and a prayer meeting, I looked up and it was glorious. It was actually sunny in Glasgow. T'was truely amazing.
And on a separate thought, I have been pondering my recent feelings about leaving Dumfries again, and then this morning at CU I saw Philippians 3:13-14, which talks about forgetting about what is behind, and straining towards what lies ahead. This got me to thinking if missing home wasn't just because I hadn't wanted things to change when I left. I enjoyed working last year, had good friends and messed about a lot in the evening, generally having a good time. But of course, this changed when I came to uni. So now, I am going to try and put the past in the past, and look forward to what is ahead. Obviously, I shall still keep in touch with people at home, and friends who are away at uni, but I am going to look less at the past, and more at the future.
And I shall leave you with a quote - "Be holy; God wants you to, and I want you to, and I figure you'll listen to one of us."
Speak to you soon persons.

Was at a ceilidh tonight

As the title slightly suggests, I was at a ceilidh tonight. It was the annual Scripture Union one. And it was good. It was in my old secondary school, which was kinda weird to be back in, but it was good. Lots of people were there, including a lot of people that I hadn't seen for a quite a while, what with being at uni and all. Was good to see them, and get some crazy fast dancing. I even won a game of knights, caveliers and horses. In all fairness, me and my partner were up against two other sets of teenagers and a lot of little kids. But we still won. And got some chocolate. Also discovered that since one of my friends is so light, I could just spin and she came up off the ground, which made it even faster. I got laughed at by a girl called Robert too.
Anyway, all of the dancing and playing games and seeing people again made me realise just how much I miss Dumfries when I am away in Glasgow. It is quite weird, because when I am away, I don't really seem to miss it, but when I come back, I don't want to leave again for some reason. It's very weird. I have started to get the feeling that it is because I don't get to see people as much as I used to, and since MSN doesn't work on my computer when I am in my flat, I don't get as much chance to talk to them either. On that subject Colin, I may visit your flat with my computer to make use of your internet for MSN based purposes. And to talk to you I suppose.
Anyway, after all that thoughful rubbish, a round up of the weeks events since the burning. I sat my mechanics exam, left half an hour before the end, and even think that I did well. I didn't leave because I was useless and couldn't do it, but because I had actually finished, which made me happy. Then got a train home, and headed out to Colin's house, for a night of messing about and playing my ps2. I took it with me, we didn't have controllers with long cables. So we had much fun. We ended up watching Black Books at one in the morning too. Brilliant quote: "It's such a hard decision, I'll just have to hope that when I flip a coin to decide, it explodes into a million pieces and kills me." It honestly is such a funny program. We then finally slept, and went into town. Visited Kings (Coffee, Books, Life), had some lunch, wandered about, then Colin was meeting someone, so I left. Just as well really since I needed to pack for returning to Glasgow tomorrow with all my stuff. And that was pretty much my day, since I've already described the ceilidh. Just need to sleep now before church, and my return to Glasgow.
Update Y'all soon.

A short stay in Glasgow

Ok, so I made it to Glasgow on the train alright. It even came in at platform 1 at Central Station, which has never happened when I've been on it before. It's usually something more along the lines of platform 200, which is another thing about taking the train that annoys me, but I neglected to mention yesterday. So anyway, got to Glasgow fine, and it wasnt even raining, so I could walk to my flat instead of having to pay incredible amounts of money for a taxi. I almost put 'again' at the end of the last sentence, but I never have before. Even last time when it actually was raining, I just walked because I didn't want to pay. What can I say, I'm a true Scot when it comes to spending money.
So I walked, even got food at the co-op for dinner and breakfast before exam tomorrow. It was going excellently. Sat and talked to two of my flatmates, put my pizza in the oven and waited for it to be ready. This is when things started going downhill. I don't quite know why, maybe because of the litre and a half of Irn-Bru I had drank since getting to the flat, but then again, more likely not. When I took the pizza out, I used a tea-towel, and lifted the metal tray out carefully. Then, for some reason, grabbed it with my other hand too. So now I have three burnt fingers on my left hand. As I type this, with one hand, the burnt fingers are sitting in a glass of cold water. Luckily it's my left hand, since I am right handed and have an exam tomorrow that I need to be-able to write for. The basic lesson from this is: Don't touch metal that's just out of the oven. It hurts. A lot. I knew something would happen since the train journey went so well.
In other news, my friend Colin from Dumfries who is at Glasgow Uni has started a blog (which means I get a new reader, hoorah!). It's very interesting, if not slightly, (and by that I mean 'very') odd. There's a link to it on the left <---. I would encourage you visit it, but since when do people listen to me?
Well, I better go revise more now so I can pass this exam tomorrow well. Prayers would be appreciated. They aren't manditory, but they would be helpful. 10am to midday tomorrow. And I'll see you in the afternoon Colin. Ta for now.

Holidays. Exams. Trains.

Technically, I am still on holiday. Although more technically, and correctly, it's the exam period. Which means having to revise for stuff. And doing design projects and critiques. And being on trains far more often than I am used to. And the train is so, so boring. It's always either really quiet, or relaly busy. And they always announce which platform it's at in Central Station either two minutes or twenty before it's about to leave. There is no consistency. Well, actually, saying that, there is always either a ned, or someone else i would never want to sit next to on a train. Instead, I always seem to end up sitting just across the aisle from them. For example, last Friday morning, there was a guy who couldnt sit still. He sat down, stood up, took off his coat, sat down, stood up, took off his jumper, put his coat on, sat down, stood up, took his change out, took his ticket out, sat down, stood up, put his change away again, took his hat off, sat down, put his hat back on, and then read his newspapers. I was quite amazed that the guy had that much energy since the train was at 9:53am. 'Twas amazing. Not looking forward to getting the train tomorrow or on Friday. I'm sure something will manage to go wrong.
So I shall watch Black Books on the train, which shall be my next point of rant. It's just such a good program. Mind you, I don't know how something starring both Bill Bailey and Dylan Moran couldn't be funny. I think side splittingly hilarious might be a better description actually. Perhaps because me and my flatmate started watching it at midnight last week, even though we both had early trains to catch the next day. Ended up watching about five episodes and going to bed about two in the morning. Which was fun.
And a ceilidh. That's the other exciting point in the not so distant future. Saturday in fact, and it's the highlight of Dumfries' Christian social calendar. And as many (do many of you read this?) of you will know, I love a good ceilidh. The last one was during freshers week, and was such a hoot/hootenany/rocking occasion. And before that I don't think I had really been to one since I was at Frenzy in July. A massive barn type building, and a whole lot of people ceilidhing. Kinda like a mosh pit, but ceilidhing.
And that's pretty much everything interesting that's inside my head. Not much else been happening really. Bought a new cd the other day. It's by the David Crowder Band. It's called A Collision. And it's very good. I've not had any run ins with the peopel from o2 recently either. It's been very stress free recently phone wise. They haven't tried to cancel my sim card, they havent sent me texts telling me lies, and I haven't had to visit their shop, which always makes me happy. I bought a folder the other day too. A ringbinder none the less. It's a beast, and it's blue. Wow, I must be really scraping the barrel that is my head now if I am talking abotu ringbinders. Oh well, I suppose you get what you pay for, and since none of you pay me for this, don't expect quality. However, if you pay me, I'm sure I could do something about it....

Long time, no blog

Well, it's been about a week since I last updated y'all. I made an attempt to the other day, but gave up since I was getting no-where, and needed to do more studying. So here is my next attempt. Hopefully I'll actually manage to finish it.
New Year was pretty interesting. Colin and I spent hours building a massive bonfire. It was to be a mightily impressive one. But then it didn't really work. Was a very poor attempt seeing as Colin and I are the self-crowned Kings of Fire. We aren't really, but we have had many impressive bonfires in the past. The wood was even wet once. So we made another attempt tonight. And it didn't work again. The wood pile is just getting ever so slightly smaller each time.
Not much else been doing of late. Work, sleep, going up town. Haven't even got annoyed at o2 lately. It might be the longest I haven't been annoyed with them for a long time.
Not much else to rant about actually, which makes a change. So I think I might have to leave it at that, and try and prepare for my exams more. And finish my design project, which will be an absolute hoot. Not. Anyway, bye for now.