Since I started this blog, I have missed one update (during the first few months) and I was determined not to do so again. I’m very surprised by how many successful sites regularly miss updates and wanted to be sure I never did that. Yet there I was, about to sleep without posting! Awful. Of course, after that, I immediately grabbed my laptop and wrote this nonsense. I know it’s technically Tuesday, but I think I just about made it. The worst thing is I even had a planned anecdote for today, I just somehow didn’t write it. A thousand apologies, I am shocked at my own carelessness.
I’d stayed up quite late. It was 2:30 a.m. I don’t like to be up that late, but I was working on a creative project and it’s easy to get carried away when doing that. But I was done at 2:30 a.m. and then it was time for bed. I got comfortable, started listening to some peaceful music on my iPod and was just drifting off to sleep. My mind wandered around the different areas of my life, just as I might walk through the streets of a town. It passed the metaphorical building of the Trusty Water Blog and saw on display in the window “Monday’s Blog Post” and all that was there was an empty space. There was nothing there but the sign. I did a mental double take and realised I hadn’t written anything on my blog today. So, of course, any idea of sleeping disappeared and I found myself wide awake.
Since I started this blog, I have missed one update (during the first few months) and I was determined not to do so again. I’m very surprised by how many successful sites regularly miss updates and wanted to be sure I never did that. Yet there I was, about to sleep without posting! Awful. Of course, after that, I immediately grabbed my laptop and wrote this nonsense. I know it’s technically Tuesday, but I think I just about made it. The worst thing is I even had a planned anecdote for today, I just somehow didn’t write it. A thousand apologies, I am shocked at my own carelessness.
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I just recently finished reading this book, and it has become one of my absolute favourite novels and while I enjoy pretty much every book that I read, I don't have all that many absolute favourites. Having said that, I'm actually finding it quite hard to explain this book and why I like it so much. The whole novel is written in the first person by protagonist Mathew Homes who has decided to write up the story of his life while staying at a mental health care home. It's a very interesting and unique style, and you get a very strong sense of Mathew's voice and personality, which in turn really makes you learn to care about him, his friends and his family a lot, I think. Furthermore, the story of Mathew's life is told in a very non-linear way, which actually makes things a lot more interesting. One moment he'll be telling you all about something happened in his early childhood, and the chapter will end on a cliffhanger of sorts, then the next chapter he'll be writing more about his current life, which then will be equally exciting, so you'll be happy with the chapter that follows regardless of which era of his life it's covering. This is the part I struggle to explain the most. It's as if each new chapter is a new puzzle piece in the picture of Mathew's life, and since it's such a beautiful picture, you don't mind if the pieces aren't near one another, the good thing is getting a better idea of the overall picture. What this book is very good at doing, is making you worry about its main character. Mathew is, most of the time, very rational and agreeable, but then all of a sudden he'll start writing about his delusions and things which are very clearly are not real, and it makes you a little uneasy, just as it would if one of your close friends started telling you about something which clearly was not based in reality. Also his self-hatred and doubt is something that I imagine anybody could relate to. The whole thing is very emotional, and very well written. I realise, I still haven't really said that much about the book, but, it really is fantastic. Rating: 9.5/10 (I do not own the copyright of the cover image.)
(Don't miss today's Finger Puppet Show!) In my sixth form, the computers showed you the name of the last person who had been using them. Often the previous user was somebody I didn't know, but occasionally I'd have a small moment of happiness when I saw that one of my close friends had been using it. One day in 2010, I had one of these moments when I saw that my friend Sarah Kryworuczka was the last person to use the computer I'd just sat down on.
For a bit of fun, I thought I'd try and guess her password. First I tried 'password' and, of course, that was not her password. My second guess, however, was actually correct and I found myself logging into Sarah's account. Of course, I can't tell you what my second guess was, because I suppose it's not impossible that she still uses it on something! Once I was logged in, I opened up Microsoft Word and started writing. "Dear Sarah, I just want to point out that it is important to use a password which is hard for other people to guess. It is not wise to use a password that is quite obviously linked to you; your favourite film, musician, the name of loved ones, etc. A good password can be made by simply picking a random, unexpected word, or adding in numbers or using capital letters. I hope that in future, you'll use a password that a little harder to guess than your current. Sorry to hack your account, but hopefully my hacking it now will stop criminals hacking it in future. A concerned friend" After writing it, I obviously signed out, went onto my own account and got on with some work. Shortly after, I saw her come into the room. I couldn't help but watch her, to see her reaction to my document. Sadly, I wasn't quite subtle enough and she figured out it was me. Still, I think the lesson was learned! (Don't miss today's Finger Puppet Show!) When I meet people and am introducing myself, I often mention that I have a blog. My reasoning is that, if then they want to get back in touch with me, they can look up my blog and find me through there. Once I mention to people that I have a blog, and that it's called Trusty Water Blog, their first question is usually "and what's it about?" to which I normally reply "Oh, it's just about funny and weird things that happen to me" but I've been thinking about that recently, and, really, that's not true.
Really, what this blog is about, is friendship. Of course, telling people it's about friendship would probably make them think it's really boring, but the reason I write these things up is because I really value my memories of time with friends. I might be writing an anecdote about something that happened five years ago, with a friend I don't have any real contact with anymore, but through writing it up, I re-experience it and remember fondly how I had enjoyed the time we had together. I write this blog to remember the nice visits to Bath town with David Tubb, the lovely sleepovers with Tülin, sharing writing with Oscar and Sophie, nights out with Elliott Egan, visits to London with Mairi and many others. I shan't mention everyone, because that will take too long and get boring because everyone from my past is very important to me, but that's the appeal of this for me. I write about something that just happened, then in a few years, when I can't see the people involved any more, I reread it and remember them fondly. So, really, this blog stands as a testament to the fun I have had with each and every one of my friends and how much I love them all. And it will continue to be that, for years to come. Oh, and it's also about video games and books. |
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