8 years at Edgehill College is now behind me. I'll only be in school for a few more days; for my exams and Prize Day. Then that's it, the end.
The Valedictory Service went well, not as planned, there's a lot that could easily been done better, but it can't be changed now. My speech was fairly good I didn't screw anything up thank god. You can find a copy of my speech with the powerpoint presentation here.
The complete slideshow at the beginning of the service was made by Gavin, so I don't have that available for upload. However, I do have all the pictures in the slideshow and more, and I've zipped them all up for you so you can download and browse them at your leisure. Find the links below.
I've got to say I'm going to miss Edgehill. There have been a lot of crap times, but I'm going to miss all my friends a hell of a lot. It's weird to think that I'm going to be starting uni (hopefully) in September, and I'm not going to get to see them again. Alex will be gone before July. I've had a lot of great times with my friends and I'm gutted that we're all going to be going our seperate ways. I've got used to the people at Edgehill, I know how I can act around them and I know how they behave. I guess it's the closeness that's always hard to let go of in any relationship. I have no doubt at uni that until I make some good friends I'm going to want my old friends back badly.
Tom said it best when he said "You guys are my friends for life and I love you all". I can say with confidence that I'm going to miss mocking things with Tom and Alex. I'm going to miss Tom's sense of humour, his lack of effort in lessons. I'm going to miss Alex's way of twisting everything you say in a humorous way. I'm going to miss Emily's stories and her dilemas. I'm going to miss Helen's cleverness and arguing with her in lessons. I'm going to miss Tim being a fool. I'm going to miss taking the piss out of vegetarian Catherine. I'm going to miss Rachel being stupid and just 'not getting it'. I'm going to miss Gavin pretending he wasn't screwing Hannah in the toilet when he'd been in there for 15 minutes with her and we could see them through the window. I'm going to miss Madikay and his legendary dancing, his accent, his hats and his driving. I'm going to miss Kevin when he doesn't understand stuff and puts on that blank face. I'm going to miss Alex and his sleeping in all his lessons. I'm going to miss Johnny being gay. I'm going to miss Lok and his tights. I'm going to miss Jay and his weird eyes and lack of effort. I'm going to miss Kenneth looking like a mole. I'm going to miss Jacky and his "laaaaa". I'm going to miss taking the piss out of David's lack of English. I'm going to miss Crystal and Pheobe never saying a word, ever. I'll also miss Sam not coming in to school for weeks at time. I'm pretty sure I've forgotten some people so obviously I'm not going to miss them at all...?
So that's it. Tonight we're all going out to celebrate the end of an era in Westward Ho! and Bideford; hopefully I can get some pictures of that if people bring cameras.
Spread this page around to the people of Edgehill, and if you were there, leave a comment. It's a memories page.
Now for the downloads:
More pictures to come later.
Leave your mark and memories on this page; comment.
The Valedictory Service went well, not as planned, there's a lot that could easily been done better, but it can't be changed now. My speech was fairly good I didn't screw anything up thank god. You can find a copy of my speech with the powerpoint presentation here.
The complete slideshow at the beginning of the service was made by Gavin, so I don't have that available for upload. However, I do have all the pictures in the slideshow and more, and I've zipped them all up for you so you can download and browse them at your leisure. Find the links below.
I've got to say I'm going to miss Edgehill. There have been a lot of crap times, but I'm going to miss all my friends a hell of a lot. It's weird to think that I'm going to be starting uni (hopefully) in September, and I'm not going to get to see them again. Alex will be gone before July. I've had a lot of great times with my friends and I'm gutted that we're all going to be going our seperate ways. I've got used to the people at Edgehill, I know how I can act around them and I know how they behave. I guess it's the closeness that's always hard to let go of in any relationship. I have no doubt at uni that until I make some good friends I'm going to want my old friends back badly.
Tom said it best when he said "You guys are my friends for life and I love you all". I can say with confidence that I'm going to miss mocking things with Tom and Alex. I'm going to miss Tom's sense of humour, his lack of effort in lessons. I'm going to miss Alex's way of twisting everything you say in a humorous way. I'm going to miss Emily's stories and her dilemas. I'm going to miss Helen's cleverness and arguing with her in lessons. I'm going to miss Tim being a fool. I'm going to miss taking the piss out of vegetarian Catherine. I'm going to miss Rachel being stupid and just 'not getting it'. I'm going to miss Gavin pretending he wasn't screwing Hannah in the toilet when he'd been in there for 15 minutes with her and we could see them through the window. I'm going to miss Madikay and his legendary dancing, his accent, his hats and his driving. I'm going to miss Kevin when he doesn't understand stuff and puts on that blank face. I'm going to miss Alex and his sleeping in all his lessons. I'm going to miss Johnny being gay. I'm going to miss Lok and his tights. I'm going to miss Jay and his weird eyes and lack of effort. I'm going to miss Kenneth looking like a mole. I'm going to miss Jacky and his "laaaaa". I'm going to miss taking the piss out of David's lack of English. I'm going to miss Crystal and Pheobe never saying a word, ever. I'll also miss Sam not coming in to school for weeks at time. I'm pretty sure I've forgotten some people so obviously I'm not going to miss them at all...?
So that's it. Tonight we're all going out to celebrate the end of an era in Westward Ho! and Bideford; hopefully I can get some pictures of that if people bring cameras.
Spread this page around to the people of Edgehill, and if you were there, leave a comment. It's a memories page.
Now for the downloads:
More pictures to come later.
Leave your mark and memories on this page; comment.
Madikay is the black guy falling over on the left of the picture as I dived in. I was aiming to be in the most pictures possible. In some of them you can just see my thumb, but that's enough. This one I just took a dive. So yeah, Madikay is my new hero. Not to be stereotypical, but he's a natural dancer. And a charmer. He charmed me alright. My heart was won from the moment he said "Hello, my name is Madikay" in that sexy accent of his.
It makes me melt.
Like butter.
Or ice cream.
Gav likes ice cream, as you can see. He also likes particle physics and monotony, probably. I dunno. Which brings me back to Madikay. You should have seen his dancing. He was smooth. He's so good he's replaced Will Smith as my "all time favourite black man". We all formed a circle, which sounds pretty lame but it wasn't. People danced in the middle and we mocked them, then Madikay did some awesome break-dancing which consisted of him getting on his hands and knees, putting his head on the floor, and falling on his ass. It doesn't get better than that my friends. He was so far gone but we won't mention what else he got up to...So in conclusion, vote for Madikay, he's cool, small, and he makes the ladies drool. And the men. Especially Tim. Mmmm.
Requesting: Pictures Of The May Ball!
5 Comments Published by Solon on Saturday, May 20, 2006 at 22:50.
If anyone took any please send them too me/bring them in to college!
I will
hopefully be able to create a very, very cool powerpoint presentation with the collections for Valedictory. Of one's I've seen I've already got some great ideas.
NB: for Next Update - Madikay is my new hero.
I will
hopefully be able to create a very, very cool powerpoint presentation with the collections for Valedictory. Of one's I've seen I've already got some great ideas. NB: for Next Update - Madikay is my new hero.
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To the readers:
Don't worry, I'll only select ads which I like and are kinda relevant. I'll place them so that they're unobstrusive as well.
To the advertiser:
There's no catch, really. Just email me solon@bitterdays.co.uk with the stuff you want up, and I'll probably do it. Or leave a comment. If you like what I've done spread the word so other people can advertise too. And if you really like it why not link to me? See it's a happy, happy cycle.
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Adverts will go in the main body of the post.
We all knew it would happen, we could have predicted it, and probably made a lot of money from those predictions. But most likely not. Maybe a penny or two.
Ladies and Gentlemen I give you an 'ex-classperson' (I don't really want to say "classmate", he was no such thing): Richard Hobbs
As you can see, he's still a loner. Lovely.
And "The Hobbs Hole". All along he just wanted something to fillhim it.
And yes the blog is no longer is use; that's a Google cache.
And yes that's more interesting than history revision.
Ladies and Gentlemen I give you an 'ex-classperson' (I don't really want to say "classmate", he was no such thing): Richard Hobbs
As you can see, he's still a loner. Lovely.
And "The Hobbs Hole". All along he just wanted something to fill
And yes the blog is no longer is use; that's a Google cache.
And yes that's more interesting than history revision.
Let's get to the point: Both are going to suck. Big balls. Huge balls. Sweaty balls. Tennis balls. Dennis the Menace balls. Power tools.
Seriously though, we're screwed. I mean, organising the May Ball isn't our duty, but I want it to be good; it's going to be a lasting memory of Edgehill and I want at least one good memory of my time there. Is it so much to ask? Jebus. Buddha. Zeus. Someone?
I think Edgehill's about due for pulling something half-standard outta their ass rather than everything being sub-standard, as is the norm.
I dunno, the May Ball shouldn't be too bad. Offers of drinking competitions and rounds from teachers is a good start and I've managed to stay off the rejected table again. I'm getting good.
So the Valedictory. Oh man, we're screwed. We've gotta organise that shit. How the hell can we pull it off? We don't know what we're doing. We're like a redneck who's just been told he's President of the USA. What do we do? Become illiterate and go to war with Iraq? I dunno. We can't do nothing or we'll go down as the bums of Edgehill. How humiliating would that be? The most retarded students of a school riddled with retards. We don't have any idea what we're going to do. If anyone out there has already been in a valedictory service or something similar, or is also planning one, let me know what the hell you're doing. For the love of Jesus, Buddha, John Smith, Muha..no screw him he's gay.
Anyway. Yeah. Time for an essay.
Seriously though, we're screwed. I mean, organising the May Ball isn't our duty, but I want it to be good; it's going to be a lasting memory of Edgehill and I want at least one good memory of my time there. Is it so much to ask? Jebus. Buddha. Zeus. Someone?
I think Edgehill's about due for pulling something half-standard outta their ass rather than everything being sub-standard, as is the norm.
I dunno, the May Ball shouldn't be too bad. Offers of drinking competitions and rounds from teachers is a good start and I've managed to stay off the rejected table again. I'm getting good.
So the Valedictory. Oh man, we're screwed. We've gotta organise that shit. How the hell can we pull it off? We don't know what we're doing. We're like a redneck who's just been told he's President of the USA. What do we do? Become illiterate and go to war with Iraq? I dunno. We can't do nothing or we'll go down as the bums of Edgehill. How humiliating would that be? The most retarded students of a school riddled with retards. We don't have any idea what we're going to do. If anyone out there has already been in a valedictory service or something similar, or is also planning one, let me know what the hell you're doing. For the love of Jesus, Buddha, John Smith, Muha..no screw him he's gay.
Anyway. Yeah. Time for an essay.
God damn it, who wouldn't want to do a beautiful face like that? I'm 78 years old and I think I'm in pretty good shape, lots of people online love me. I got this one little kid who wanted an adult friend because he wanted to be grown up, and I was there for him, in him, out him, everything. It's ok he was 18 or something legal like that.
I've got no idea what this is about. I think I'm high right now, I'm not sure. Either that or I'm in someone else's house. I didn't have pink elephants in my room when I was in here last, just fluffy curtains but they wern't this soft. Oh man, seriously. Oh, you gotta try these, they're so...soft. The elephants are pretty friendly but they're watching me. Yes you pink elephant #3.
I need to molest some more people. Well, I suppose it's not really molestation if they're lovin' it. I just turn on my big smile and we're away. Never underestimate the charm of a 78 year old English teacher.
I wonder if this counts as libel. I'm pretty sure he's dead inside.
And put a clock in it! I can't believe no one has thought of this one yet. It's a sure way to get rich, nothing about this could possibly fail in anyway! I've hit the jackpot! Ladies and Gentlemen, I present to you...
Clock in a Coke!
And there you have it, coca-cola, with a clock. The clock fits perfectly inside the "o" of "cola", small enough to be unintrusive, sexy enough to fit the design as it is already, and big enough to read. It's simply inspired. I'm going to be a millionaire!
Clock in a Coke!
And there you have it, coca-cola, with a clock. The clock fits perfectly inside the "o" of "cola", small enough to be unintrusive, sexy enough to fit the design as it is already, and big enough to read. It's simply inspired. I'm going to be a millionaire!
My Plans Are All Falling Into Place
2 Comments Published by Solon on Tuesday, May 09, 2006 at 17:45.
Royal Holloway have been very good about me telling them I don't want to go there any more, all I had to do was email them saying so, and the reply said something along the lines of "no problem to do this if you want to cancel the offer from Royal Holloway. By the way if you want to withdraw entirely from ucas you can just email them and they will cancel anything". So it seems like the politics tutor is a nice guy, just a shame the placement of (and) the university sucks ass.
Now if I don't get the grades I need for Bath (AAB) then I can go traveling for a year anyway, and that's my USA plans sorted. I should probably start my revision sometime soon, I know a lot of people started before Easter, but you know, I have a life and everything. Er, ahem. It's true. I do have a life. Seriously. Ask hotgirl2000uk she knows everything about me. We talk all the time. She sent me a picture of herself as well, man, she could be a model. She probably is. She wont talk on webcam yet though, maybe I can coax her round to it soon.
And if you're going to leave me a comment saying "blah blah blah, blah blah blah blah, blah, I'm gay blah blah and you shouldn't be talking to people online because they could be homosexual paedophiles" ... get a clue. I want them to be homosexual paedophiles.
And don't even think about commenting on that last line either.
Now if I don't get the grades I need for Bath (AAB) then I can go traveling for a year anyway, and that's my USA plans sorted. I should probably start my revision sometime soon, I know a lot of people started before Easter, but you know, I have a life and everything. Er, ahem. It's true. I do have a life. Seriously. Ask hotgirl2000uk she knows everything about me. We talk all the time. She sent me a picture of herself as well, man, she could be a model. She probably is. She wont talk on webcam yet though, maybe I can coax her round to it soon.
And if you're going to leave me a comment saying "blah blah blah, blah blah blah blah, blah, I'm gay blah blah and you shouldn't be talking to people online because they could be homosexual paedophiles" ... get a clue. I want them to be homosexual paedophiles.
And don't even think about commenting on that last line either.
So I'm going to say, why not check out these two blogs:
http://lying-in-the-sun.blogspot.com
and
http://my-life-in-qwerty.blogspot.com
And in other news not much has happened at all really. Saturday night was quite cool, work was really quiet so I didn't get much tips, I think it was about 70p, and I left early because there was nothing to do. I still need anotherjob, I don't think I'll go to the USA anymore either because frankly I need to earn money. I guess summer in England wont be so bad, and maybe I can go next year. At least it wont be as much as a failure as Prague seems to be; you booked that yet guys!?
Some guy on the news who once headed a country's aid task force had unprotected sex with a woman he knew had HIV+. But it's ok, he had a shower afterwards to "protect" himself. The country is safe from aids in his hands.
And yes, you guessed it, he's African.
http://lying-in-the-sun.blogspot.com
and
http://my-life-in-qwerty.blogspot.com
And in other news not much has happened at all really. Saturday night was quite cool, work was really quiet so I didn't get much tips, I think it was about 70p, and I left early because there was nothing to do. I still need anotherjob, I don't think I'll go to the USA anymore either because frankly I need to earn money. I guess summer in England wont be so bad, and maybe I can go next year. At least it wont be as much as a failure as Prague seems to be; you booked that yet guys!?
Some guy on the news who once headed a country's aid task force had unprotected sex with a woman he knew had HIV+. But it's ok, he had a shower afterwards to "protect" himself. The country is safe from aids in his hands.
And yes, you guessed it, he's African.
It's a good job I didn't update yesterday because only one person visited. That's not including the people that read my blog from the RSS feed of course ... I don't think I can count that unless I bother to do some research into it. Like that's ever going to happen. My blog is losing popularity for some reason though. Maybe it's the crappy quality of updates. Well you know what, screw you, if you don't like my updates you can just as well sit here and read on and on and watch me type random nonsensicle sentences with perfect grammar. I don't even need to use spell-check; I'm that good.
Honestly, when I say "that good" I mean spank my ass with a rubber chicken good. I found out I'm allergic to rubber yesterday, which is a shame. It's either a rash or AIDS, I have a serious problem on my hands. AIDS is physically undetectable, where as a rash will leave me red for days. Yeah I know, days. I couldn't cope with that kind of deformity on my body. I think I'd chose the AIDS every time.
So the other day I'm at the car wash. I've paid for my ticket and everything, just driving through, and woah, what do you know? No wonder car washes are so expensive, they don't just have to pay the one-off fee of the machines and of course the water bill like we all thought. Hell no. Three sexy ladies came out of those big swirly things and started stripping and washing my car with their breasts. Seriously, would I lie about something like that? I don't think so. I never lie. Ever. If I said I was lying right now, but I never lie, am I really lying when I said I was lying? I guess I would be lying, but then if I never lie, I can't be lying, but I'm blatantly lying. I guess the answer is to go away and eat some more pie.
Speaking of pie;
Lunch today was chicken and mushroom pie. That's right, chicken and mushrooooom. Badger badger. Aha, yes. Ahem, the pastry was pretty sweet, but the potato with it was hopeless. Not to be outdone the bread made a spectacular appearance on the sidelines and came on at the end of the game to wipe the floor clean. It was a carb-show-down. The bread was all "pizzow, bang, zoom" and the potato was all like "sheeeeang, wiz, puchhhhhh".
Enough talk about vegetables. Let's talk about Terry Schiavo. Wait, she died. Stupid vegetarian. Zing.
Honestly, when I say "that good" I mean spank my ass with a rubber chicken good. I found out I'm allergic to rubber yesterday, which is a shame. It's either a rash or AIDS, I have a serious problem on my hands. AIDS is physically undetectable, where as a rash will leave me red for days. Yeah I know, days. I couldn't cope with that kind of deformity on my body. I think I'd chose the AIDS every time.
So the other day I'm at the car wash. I've paid for my ticket and everything, just driving through, and woah, what do you know? No wonder car washes are so expensive, they don't just have to pay the one-off fee of the machines and of course the water bill like we all thought. Hell no. Three sexy ladies came out of those big swirly things and started stripping and washing my car with their breasts. Seriously, would I lie about something like that? I don't think so. I never lie. Ever. If I said I was lying right now, but I never lie, am I really lying when I said I was lying? I guess I would be lying, but then if I never lie, I can't be lying, but I'm blatantly lying. I guess the answer is to go away and eat some more pie.
Speaking of pie;
Lunch today was chicken and mushroom pie. That's right, chicken and mushrooooom. Badger badger. Aha, yes. Ahem, the pastry was pretty sweet, but the potato with it was hopeless. Not to be outdone the bread made a spectacular appearance on the sidelines and came on at the end of the game to wipe the floor clean. It was a carb-show-down. The bread was all "pizzow, bang, zoom" and the potato was all like "sheeeeang, wiz, puchhhhhh".
Enough talk about vegetables. Let's talk about Terry Schiavo. Wait, she died. Stupid vegetarian. Zing.
And I've already run out of stuff to say. How lame. I was going to talk about this drunken socialist hippy who comes into the chinese and knows too much about communisim and Chinese History. It's quite suspicious really. And he's bald. Well, a slaphead. He could very well be from Liverpool, you just never know when they're drunk, everyone sounds the same. So yeah, I was going to talk about that, but then ... well that was Saturday and the time has now past. I'll think of something intereting and update later aligator.
Heh heh heh you clicked read more and all it did was waste 10 second of your life.
Heh heh heh you clicked read more and all it did was waste 10 second of your life.
