LotR BfME II, tRotWK. International waste of time, err… day, and other things…


Good Evening my Avian Fiends.

What would that be, Avoral? Vrocks? No, they’re Guardinals and Demons, respectively.

So, I was playing The Lord of the Rings, The Battle for Middle Earth II, The Rise of the Witch King… that was fun and a long name… (Bad Norbert!) I played Elves, against Goblins… that’s very easy once you’ve got all heroes to level 5-10, (inc. Treebeard and Galadriel) and over a dozen eagle… (exc. Summoned…) yeah. That didn’t last long, I only managed to drag it out to 1 hour 1 minute some seconds…

Have you ever noticed what weird shapes human muscles are? Not that it’s easy to tell on me, with none really leaving any notable visible impact whatsoever… seriously, I tense my arm, nothing… it’s kinda weird…

So, today was ‘International day’ at KE VII. (King Edward VII, a Specialist Science and Sports college.) that was terrible. Instead of chemistry, or biology, whatever it was I’d have had first, I had to listen to some Cambrian, from Cumbria, duh… hate that word… talk about renewable energy. (hehe, when I typed ‘talk’, Toby said ‘talk’ (in Bioshock Infinite Literal Trailer.)) Or more accurately, rant about how much he hates wind farms. Second lesson, instead of a free with all my lovely, and mysteriously ‘ill’, friendlings. And by ‘ill’, of course I mean skiving. They even planned it in advance. On that note, my plan of getting food poisoning didn’t work… what was I talking about? Aah yes, instead of that, I got to piss off someone from that weird CND thing… that was great… but boring, they got the eyes all wrong. I’m gonna put the cat out, back in a minute.

Back.

3rd lesson; only did that ‘cause I like the little ‘rd’. instead of a chemistry lesson, I had The Empires Game. In which I tried to lose! No one would guess me, I ended up controlling over half of Africa only counting the relevant ones) before someone finally got my subtle hints. For example, saying to the opposition, (2 left at the time,) that they were allotted in alphabetical order, I was last. And Zimbabwe was the last country. That was annoying…

4th, I got to be part of a head, get photographed a bunch of times, they obviously don’t know I don’t resolve on photos. Right word? I’m not sure… either way it’s a factually inaccurate joke. After that I spent 40 minutes trying to sleep while there was some presentation, and ‘pop music’ being projected on the wall…

Bullet with Butterfly winds, interesting song…

Lunch, that was great, annoyed Ian’s by photographing them, well, him… and Emma’s by throwing things at them. Emma, by the way, has to be one of the stupidest semi-intelligent people I know. She stole my phone to watch videos of Craig and Ian, and at the end of lunch I asked for it back, she refused to give it to me, so I said, ‘okay, easier…’ then drifted off into thoughts… and immediately left. She then shouted after me ‘aren’t you forgetting something?’ gesturing towards my phone she’d refused to give to me moments before. She didn’t see the link there… grr…

Anyway, 5th lesson was something… don’t know what it was called. We had to build a tower out of Marshmallows and Spaghetti. Not the easiest task. As there were only 10 of us, we were split into 2 teams of 5. Becky, Jack, Laura something, unnamed other and I on one, a bunch of yobbish youths on the other. Due to placement of people, they could only see one of our towers, and at about 10 minutes to go, theirs was about 1.5X the height of ours. We then affixed the second tower, my wonderful little creation, to the top of the first tower, over doubling its height. Yeah, they kind of didn’t like that, so started trying to knock our tower down with marshmallow munitions. Cheating little bastards. So yeah, we won that, we had the taller tower, and it was free standing. Theirs fell down when it wasn’t attached to them. in about 2 seconds it went from 87(?)cm to less than 40 (approx..).

Then, of course, it was finally over. YAY!

If this blog implies I had fun today at any point before 13:20, you’re seriously mistaken.

What else was there? I was fighting Archie today, he’s a fun little Setter… the swine wouldn’t stop chasing me…

Rusty Cage, that’s a weird song…

Not as weird as this though… ‘Turn Around, Look at Me – The Letterman.’ Not written by them… great song, sing it when you’re following strangers. Loud enough for them to hear, of course, if I keep adding clauses will that green line go away?

Yay! It worked!

I had to clear some space on my memory stick, for phone, today…

Louis Armstrong – What a wonderful World, great song!

Woah, gone through a lot there, in the last 800 and something words…

Anyway, I have 9 days ahead of me, with no structured plans of what to do. (except visiting grandparents…) so expect missed blogs.

But if any of you want to visit, feel free. And I’d be happy to provide mothers alcohol. For you, not me. I don’t drink, anything, except blood… joke. But not alcohol, except the stuff in the food… which if Mother cooks it is enough to drop a horse…

Hyperbole.

Bob Dylan, The Times they are A-Changin’. Great song.

Anyhow, on that note, I shall leave you to your fate. Or sleep, or whatever…

Thanks for reading, Ta-ta.

Love Willski.

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