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That thing you call ‘SUN’?…

So, on Stu’s food day there were left over scotch bonnet / death chillies in the fridge. So naturally he was persuaded by Jacob to add pure fire to his chilli. A few of us were forced to back down from the challenge whereas Jacob just used it to ‘refuel his fiery pits of hell’. People are full on revision mode now since the exams are well under way and people are revision-turtle-ing in the house.

This weeks G.O.T day had a few of us sitting down to watch it and I have to say, what an episode!( Although I don’t think anybody else appreciated the torrent of ‘that wasn’t in the books’ that was coming from Sam (me) but I don’t care).

The first exam was around a week ago and Jacob blocked league of legends from the house (and steam) before that, probably for Sam’s benefit. He briefly lifted the block for 48 hours so Sam had a respite from that tyrannybut the wi-fi is in shackles again until the exams are over.

Also on an unrelated but equally unbelievable topic, Wales is sunny?! Well that was unexpected, I mean that never happens here. We seem to be taking it in turns to lounge in the rays of brightness that hurts the eyes and it is fairly nice to revise in the fresh air. Although that being said, Jenny ‘may be secretly ginger’ due to the fact that she can burn in the time it takes to go to boots at the end of the road and get sun-cream. I am fairly sure that there is some kind of irony there. Due to the great weather, the house had a small BBQ for tea yesterday, trying to multi-purpose it into a furnace for steel and being fairly successful.

Overall, the end of exams will be an extremely fun period for everyone and we are all looking forward to it. There probably won’t be any more posts from me for a while, but we will see when the mood to procrastinate strikes me next.

Addition…

Jenny is now procrastibaking. That is all.

Procrastination for the Strathnairn nation.

So, with exams  coming up the pressure is on. The house has been decidedly split in their goals between doing the revision that they blatantly need to do and… well… not doing it. Procrastination has infected the house, with cycle rides becoming frequent for Stu and Jacob to long stints at playing guitar from Muaaz. 

Sam (ME!) got so bored that he cleaned his room to the point that it sparkled and between that, the eating random bits of food and one of those addictive timer games where you have to wait to do anything ever that he now plays, he has managed to kill a lot of useful revision time.

There was a game of thrones watching session that killed a few hours for most of the house although Jacob is still feeling the hole left in his heart from where Joffrey was brutally murdered right before his eyes. We have also taken up watching the usual horrors again, with ‘Paranormal Entity’ making its way into Jacobs possession. Also after finishing the ‘black mirror’ series, we have taken up the series named as ‘Inside number 9’ which is really really good. I made the fatal mistake of admitting that I have never seen ‘Terminator’ so obviously I will be press ganged into watching that at some point.

Lydia has brought back her usual insomnia habits, although I think she may have gotten a lot of revision done as I haven’t heard much procrastiflute playing. (Really hope it is a flute that she plays, I know nothing about music things) procrasticlarinet. Her and Jenny though have been trying out clothes, which is unheard of from them and done. Jenny is going out to dance a lot (as in every single one) as her revisory stammer but judging by the state of her room (:P) you would imagine that she has done quite well on the ‘resisting doing anything but revision’ front. Wrong, she has got the room tidying to go as she has managed to go a step further than me and iron every single piece of clothing she owns. probably her sheets too. (:P).

I mentioned earlier that Muaaz procrastinates by playing guitar. He is great at it and the best thing is he has ended up playing the game of thrones theme song over and over again. As a fan I love it, so +1 for Muaaz. Stu has kept his head down as well, working hard or at least procrastinating quietly so there isn’t much for this post to talk about.

Overall the house as a whole is well prepared to deal with the exams that are staring us down regardless, due to the fact that however much we procrastinate we put even more effort at revision… although… ah… yeah…

 

Doing this post is kinda procrastination in its self… I’ll be off now…

Success and not so much.

So, after a week on tinder, the novelty has worn off on some of us. All three of us have had varying degrees of success with a fair few more than hilarious incidents happening along the way. We are yet to convince Stu to join the fold, although the chances of that happening are about the same as the chances of hitting a bulls-eye whilst blind-folded, spun around a few times and a concrete dart to throw (So small).

Ironically the two of us who decided to go on tinder as a joke have had great success and have been inundated with people to keep them company. Jenny so much that she got bored of meeting new people and decided that revision was a better idea with the exams coming up. She had loads of matches almost instantly and went quiet for a few days whilst chatting to her various matches.

Jacob originally had a troll account and asked a few poor girls if they wanted to take part in various odd activities with him. He currently holds the record for being blocked the quickest. After getting bored with alienating the community, he decided to create a serious account and started swiping. The matches started coming in fast. He has had a number of girls who are very keen on talking to him and has been asked out by an apparently lovely girl who is clever enough to completely stump him on the conversation front. Which takes a lot. 

Sam has had very little success with tinder and after five matches of girls that either did not want to reply or ones that seem determined on liking everything that he did not is a little fed up with the app. Not to say he has stopped trying with it.