Having trouble sleeping so I thought I'd continue writing my book. I came up against writers block, so I decided to try writing some poetry, something I haven't done for a long time. I couldn't get the words to rhyme. Then I decided to try doing poetry that doesn't rhyme for one, something I've never really done. Here's what I came up with:

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I see a rose and I see thorns,
A blood red crown on a stalk of daggers,

I see a lillie and I see sorrow,
A sombre bloom upon your breast,

I see an orchid and I see vanity,
A pretender to beauty not it's own,

I see a girl, unadorned, unashamed,
A delight to all the senses of man,

I see love.


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A river, its cascading sparkle a breath of life,
A sea, its subtle power a note of harmony,

An island, its majestic serenity a thought of calm,
A city, its towering heights a vibrancy of life,

A star, its blazing light a ray of hope,
A constellation, it's vastness a reminder of humility,

A man, his savagery a discord of anger,
A woman, her tenderness a savior of purity,

A child, it's innocence a future of love,
A hope, it's memory a message of life.

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His Dark Materials

I saw a man, and that man was haggard,
His face set in the rictus of a snarl, never to smile,

I saw a child, and that child was frightened,
It's eyes spoke of horrors beyond sight,

I saw a woman, and that woman was screaming,
Her sobs and cries meaning nothing to those who are deaf,

I saw a church, it's doors flung wide,
Its people wondering how they could have been so wrong,

I saw a hope, and that hope was disappearing,
It's message forgotten among the turmoil,

I saw an angel, and that angel was broken,
Its wings broken and useless to those denied the skies,

I saw a demon, and that demon was crying,
It's pity an anguish of misinterpreted intention,

I saw a visionary, and that visionary was numb,
His future lying in ruins about him,

I saw the Morningstar, his soul in turmoil,
His pride forgotten in the wake of the slaughter,

I saw inspiration, facing down religion,
Its cause so noble but at terrible cost.

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Feedback is appreciated, especially from people who have an experience in English Literature or language. Just wanna know if it's worth carrying on sans rhyme.

I've always felt it to be a mark of a truly great literary work, at least when it comes to things that I consider a great literary work, to be able to touch you in a way that you will never be able to know or experience enough about it to satisfy you. Anyone who knows me knows of my great love of film and of books, indeed anything that can inspire emotion. So much so that it gives me a very profound desire to learn all I can from people, that's why I take such an interest in all of my friends lives. Every single person I know or care about is able to evoke emotions in me that I am perversely proud to say would evoke the most tempestuous feelings of sadness were they ever to be taken away from me. I love you all immensely, to the core of my being. I can never say that enough to all of you so I want to put it here, in a public medium, that will be forever here as a testament. I know there aren't a great many people who read this page, so I shall only address those that I know will read it and I ask those people who do to draw the attention to it of those who don't, since I will never pluck up the courage to tell them lest my intention is mistaken for a crass excuse to draw people to my LiveJournal:

To my darling Vicki: I have never loved, and quite possibly will never love, anyone as much as I love you. I know don't always show it, but that is the way I feel, here and now. Love, in this case, is nowhere near good enough to describe the emotions that I feel for you, however as I am unable to articulate it, it will have to suffice. I love you as much as a man can love, and I hope for us to remain that way.

To my brothers, Alex, Byron and Daniel: You three are friendship embodied. That is all I can say on te subject. Any further discourse would be meaningless and I intend nothing to be meaningless in our friendship. I am proud to call you all my brothers, and that is how I shall consider you. Now and always.

To my fellow Scholar, Joe: My friend I can never find a moments intellectual rest with you, and I am glad for it. You have a voracious desire for knowledge that I admire immensely and could never hope to match. I look forward to spending more time with you in the future.

To my sister-in-cinema, Kayleigh: From one lover of such an excellent medium to another, my thanks for being such a good friend. I look forward to the day that you can best me in a war of words. Seriously however, good luck in all you do and please consider me as an ever loyal and willing producer for you in future cinematic endeavors.

To my most cheerful friend, Bex: I've known you, comparatively speaking, for only a short time, however I consider you among one of my close friends. If I could change one thing about out relationship it would be that I could see you more often. Seien Sie vorsichtig mein fruedin.

I would not exchange you for anything in the world. Cliched as that statement is, it is heartfelt. Once again, I love you all dearly.

Howdy doo, long time no speaky. Quite a bit's happened recently, some good some not so good but all quite intereseting (well, to me anyway).

So me and Andy managed to get a flat for next year! BRILLIANT! It was pretty cool actually, cos we trn up to the estate agents about 3 days after the lists have been have been released and they're like 'I dont think you'll get much now, you're a bit late'. So we wander about about and sart looking for some of the houses on the list. The very first on we come to is this 3 floor council house that's been converted into flats. It's facing out to the sea as wee which is ace. So we call the tenets who are in the top floor flat, the only one left, and w go up with them. The place is unbe-fucking-lievable. It's a proper lads pad. Imagine Men Behaving Badly with a slightly different colour scheme. We INTSTANTLY fall in love. More about what it's like later.

Then we decide that as much as we like that one, there might be other, better ones. So we look around. After about an hour and 3 other propeties later none of them even compare to the flat so we think 'Fuck it, lets go sort it out'. We go to the estate agents, sit down and manage to put the place on hold LITERALLY 5 minutes before the people who were looking at us after it show up. We laughed at them in there faces! Cruel but hilarious. So now we have this immense flat for next year.

Ok more on the flat. It's pretty small, but that's ok, I dont exactly intend to take up elephant breeding any time soon. It's fully furnished, and got everything except a T.V. which is ace, we have a lounge (with armchairs),2 bedrooms (mine has a double Mwu Ha Ha Ha Ha), a good sized bathroom with a modern shower, and a kitchen with fridge, freezer, washing machine etc. Also brilliant is that Broadband terminals are already there so we don't have to pay for installation, we only have to pay for electricity cos none of the stuff uses gas and, best of all, we don't have to pay for the water! It's great!

Now onto the not so great. Deb has found out that we got a house without her, and aparently hates us all, which is a damn shame to be honest. Not to mention that me and her wasn't talking for a day or two because my opinion of her new boyfriend dosn't match her own. Heres the deal, she asks me what I think of him, I say I don't like the look of him and don't trust him, she blocks me. Now I don't know about you, but I am not going to apologise for expressing an opinion, one which I was asked to give I might add. Gah! Women! So infuriating at times.

Oh well, that's the long and short of it for the moment, I'll try and post more, not that I think anyone reads this *fishes for comments* :P

So hows this for sucky, for the past 3 days I've been immensly tired. This is hardly surprising considering the amount of partying I've been doing since coming here. But being the resposible lad I am *tries not to break into maniacal lauughter* I've been going to bed early to try and get myself up to speed. But the thing is I'm STILL knackered! It's 13:08, I've been up for only 6 hours and I'm nearly falling asleep in my chair! It could have something to do with me waking up at least twice a night but Jesus Christ, gimme a break already! It's not like I don't WANT to sleep, I just wake up of my own accord! Grrr, I have to do seminar work as well, which sucks balls. Oh well, pound party tonight, that should perk me up.

Apparently there was some sort of massive row going on in my halls last night (I slept through it all cos I had my earplugs in). Apparently the police had to be called and everything. I asked Leighton about it this morning but he was being very vague about it, although thats probably cos Tash was there and I assume she was involved in some way. I took the hint and didn't ask any more questions. It's very worrying though.

Hmmm, not much udating been going on. Mind you I've been a little preoccupied. Had a reading week so I went home for 8 days. I had an amazing time. It was a week of sex, booze and rock and roll, to use a sort-of paraphrased cliche.

Ok first off, Friday. I had a really shitty train journey. It was already supposed to take a hefty 6 hours, but in the end thanks to delays it took loser to 8 and a half. However when I got home I soon found out that my mum and dad would be going to an engagement party, thus leaving me and my lovely girlfriend home alone. I probably don't need to fill in details here.

Then comes Saturday, we spent most of the day lazying about just enjoying eachothers company which was nice, then we headed off to a restraunt about 7. Was really romantic, food was great etc. etc. but the best part is when we go to leave. I'm just asking whether Vick thinks it would be a good idea to get a cab back and then she pulls out a key to a hotel room. Turns out she'd been planning it for weeks and everyone knew except me. Put a smile on my face to say the least.

Sunday was really cool as well. Another lazy day (if you dont count the morning) and then in the evening we wnt off to the Castlemaine, one of my favourite pubs in the whole wide world. See a bunch of mates I haven't seen for a while, drink copious amounts of booze, twas great. Then my mate Kay calls us up and tells us to get our asees over to Colours, our local gay-bar, costhey have a 2 o clock liscence and cheap booze. So we whiled the night away there, I had a lot of fun.

Monday we wnt off to Jaks, it was 3 for the price of one night so that was cool. Mind you there was no atmosphere so we left early. My mate Dan nearly got with someone though, I spent most of the night conspiring with him and slipped him a condom just in case. Dunno how that's panned out yet though.

Rest of the week was a combination of working and watching Lost/Lazing. It was very relaxing, I was sorry to have to come back, but I missed my friends here at Aber too so I was kinda in a 'damned if you do' situation.

The train ride back was even worse than the one out there but I managed to have a sleep so I was fresh and able to go straight from the station to a nightclub to meet my mates.

Done now. How long will it take for my next post though??? Who know??? Wooooooooo!

Very drunk and very happy. Deb's is getting some nookie for tonight so I'm happy for her. Andy's seething about it although he's trying to conceal it :P

Back I go to try and get em together.

Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

Hmmm, my first LiveJournal entry ever. I'm all aquiver (if thats even a word). So where to start? I'm currently sitting in my accomodation in the uni town of Aberystwyth writing into a LiveJournal. There we go, succinct and to the point. I've been here for 5 weeks now and loving every minute of it. Tonight is my first night off from the bottle for about 3 weeks since my friends are either too knackered or skint to come out and play, the fools!

Andy, one of my best mates here and a vintage rock-loving Brummie of good repute, has recently come back from a Dio gig and is really stoked cos he got to meet him again. He was slightly miffed when Dio chided him for wearing a Richie Blackmore T-Shirt, but all went well :D

My other best mate, Deb, on the other hand, seems to be really off with me tonight. I dunno, she says she's tired and has loads of work so she's probably just worked up about that.

I've been talking to my Girlfriend of 2 1/2 years, Vicki, and she's really missing me, but the news that I'm comeing back for a week soon and we can have some 'alone time' has gt her really stoked. I miss her too but I get to see her soon so I should be ok.

Anyway I should probably sign off now or I wont end up getting to sleep unitl 6 in the morning as has happened too often lately. Just wish I didn't have to go to bloody lectures. Oh well c'est la vie.