D.E.V.I.L

Firstly I'd like to unreservedly apologise for my spelling grammar and general English of my last post. A combination of lack of sleep and intense revision was not good, however I'm back to my normal cynic self with a anal attitude towards everything.

Now the latter of those two points gives me something to talk about, no not that I like giving or receiving, but how now I have become even more of a smart Alec than before! Did you believe it possible? However over three months in Bristol should reduce my ways to mere mild annoyance instead of causing full blown arguments.

But my life has been busy, exams mainly and then a bike event the weekend just gone. Out of both of those I have lovely tan and burn lines from where my lycra shorts reached on my leg.
Adding to this, the omnipresent story of my life and probably many other men/boys is women.
I struggle with the whole confidence thing, I always feel inferior, but this time I felt pretty good. The signs were right, the lights were on, I restrained from my usual form of dancing meant only for amusement of others and tried my hardest to do some casual flirting; I'm sure that is an oxymoron, but no matter. Then this same girl a week later, finally has a wake up call and now I struggle to get hold of her. I haven't inundated her with calls or texts, or chatted to her on facebook just a text about her weekend, no reply, in three days. Not ages, but long enough to ponder. But yeah no logical region for the change of tune but ah well. Plenty more shit in the park.

But onto the stuff I really love, work. I was reading a fitness catalogue with loads of weird powders and drinks to which you eat/drink and become an Arnie stunt double. Firstly where on this earth is that attractive or any other positive and secondly it highlights the all important thing of knowledge is power. I could say a lot of stuff about science, like obese people are bullet proof, there are 10 times more microbes on or in our body than we have cells. Both of those things are true, to a certain extent of course. But how many people will just read what something says and believe it straight away?

This worldwide web means anybody can be a publisher, they don't need a PhD, a degree or any qualification. The internet is free, it has no boundaries of information, everyone can get access. However don't believe everything you read, no one is going to create a miracle cure for AIDS anytime soon or a cancer drug. Even now that information about taking aspirin once a day reduces your risk of cardiovascular disease, counter research has been done and shows it only helps people post event. How is anybody supposed to know? Play devils advocate, live in reality not in a world of ifs and buts and save yourself the embarrassment of cocking up.

Guess who's back?

Yeah me, an owl, at this moment a drunk owl so I won't be flying.

The reason for this is not cause I'm following the path of an alcoholic racist, I'm not Mel Gibson.
No I have just finished exams, and I have embarked on a new section of life I feel. I wrote a while ago about how I only like friends, fortunately I have stopped this now. Luckily this girl will never read this, but suffice to say she is lovely and has totally consumed the free time between my revising aspects of sexual behaviour and the physiology of the vestibular system - balance if you didn't know. Its what gets upset when you start drinking, stops sending you signals so you fall over. This time I might even have a chance as well, apart from the fact that I'm off home for the summer and she lives in Staffordshire, for once though there may be confidence.

But yeah science because even though. I've finished exams it is still amazing and understanding science and physiology of the body is fascinating, even if difficult and hard. Although apparently this is so hard for many people that finding the heart is impossible, or at least difficult, this is a whole level of stupidity, how can you not feel it? Well unless you are so fat it doesn't make any difference, but either way it scares me. Knowing what hurts in your body is about the best thing when being ill, although admittedly the menstrual cycle is just an unfortunate aspect of female life.

But some of you may know that I have a little brother well not just 'a' little brother, I have three. One being the grand age of one, he is already beginning to develop Stewie Griffin's traits under instruction of my parents and siblings. However this pregnancy thing is pretty rubbish, if you get ill at all, or drink, or do drugs or pretty much do anything apart from live a life of abstinence of all things exciting, fun and lovely. Rubella can cause eye malformations, drinking alcohol a small brain and drugs the list is long and hard to read.

That is it for me for now, tomorrow when I don't feel quite so tired and emotional I'l put some effort in.