Carry On Carping...

Carpe Diem, Seize the Day! That's how our ceremony began and ended.

If you didn't know or didn't realise, today I Graduated, Officially, from the Halls and Residence and Educational Confines and Safety of Trinity Saint David, University of Wales.

The ceremony was fantastic, well in comparison to all the other ceremonies I've ever been to. We were all wearing the same robes, no one cried, there was an orchestra and a comedian present to lighten the mood. Formalities over with I really enjoyed myself.

We all had numerous pictures taken, and looked wonderful - I even looked SEXY, dare I say.

And there were even three parts of news or advice that I received today:

1. Carpe Diem, as I've said already, Seize the Day! We were told this at the very beginning of our degree and so we are told it at the end. And what good advice it is - even if it was told to you by a complete imbecile.

2. "I don't think your mark was entirely fair." These being the words of one Dr Susan Drake, who was sorry she didn't mark my conference piece and didn't think I should have gotten the mark I recieved. She praised me with "it was very entertaining." To which I replied, "I think that was my only criticism." Which in all fairness it wasn't, but I made that joke anyway.

3. Carry on with your Epic Fantasy. These being the words of Dr. Paul Wright who was either very proud of me, or just terribly glad I had something to fall back on if my Poetry, which was the comparison piece here, failed. Its too rhymey.

Anyway, a very good day, saying good bye to everyone, and saying hello to people I've never met before. It's been a very busy day, and I think I shall sleep well tonight.

Carpe Diem, until next time bloggers...

Why won't the Rebel Alliance just Quit?!...Take 2.

My first post this evening, sucked.

So as I sit here listening to the 1812 Overture - I emplore you all not to read the previous, aforementioned piece of tripe - and turn your optical nerves towards this post.

Yes, the Rebel Alliance have not been quelled yet, and Smeccles and I haven't even attempted to quell them further since our crushing defeats upon a laggingly white space ship. We even had Darth Vader on our side, and still the good guys won. How is that possible?!

Anyway, I complained enough in the first post about the stupid Rebel Alliance.

Moving on, I'm mostly alone this evening. Out of an 8 manned flat, there are only two flatmates residing here this evening - Smeccles and I. Though that is to change tomorrow evening when Wodge and Pill return from their weekend home.

Where was I? I have no idea. I find writing with music on in the background to be quite a distraction. I don't know how some people do it (Hi HB Sauce). It's an alien technique to me.

As the night draws on, I realise how quiet this place can become. I've never really witnessed it without life before. The echoing halls haunting me with faces on doors. A flickering light, attracting unwanted night life. It's just creepy.

At this moment in time I am in deep conversation with both Chaplin (a non-American friend) and Duckface (an American friend - the name was not chosen by me). They are both of the female variety of the human face, they are both creative, and they both have dark hair. Even now, while Duckface was quoting a poem by Nietzsche (The Stubborn Pen - for those of you who wish to know), and I was telling her that she should feign ignorance and take the credit for the poem. No one will remember that guy. He was too...dull (in my opinion).

Which brings me to the point I wish to make. Writing, tomorrow I will do some writing - and I shall subject you to the amount of writing that will be written, depending on whether or not it does get written or not (it will). It will be of either poetic or science fiction context. And it will be good (I hope).

Which brings me to another point. A 3-Minute Play of mine is being performed in Trinity College Carmarthen on Wednesday at 8pm. Entry is £2-3 and all are welcome (It'll be in the Studio bit at the back). I know, sad right, plugging that, but I'm sure it'll be a night of great stage entertainment. You should come.

I've got to go now. Technically this is already tomorrow's blog, but that's not going to stop me - and you know it (Hi Tag). Other blogs need my immediate attention - for instance, Duckface just made one (not under duress in anyway), and I shall go away and read it now, before bed.

But that's me, until next time bloggers...

P.S.

Duckface's Blog: http://unwillingquill.blogspot.com/

Tag's Blog: http://thoughtsofatimetravellingteen.blogspot.com/

Bells' Blog: http://onemoretimewithfeeling-anelebach.blogspot.com/

Scurvy's Blog: http://ginagibbs.blogspot.com/