Skoolz Back 4 Summa!

Welcome one, welcome all to my brand spanking new project! A D.I.A.R.Y.!

Hopefully I'll try keep this posted on a day-to-day basis just telling you my thoughts, activities and thought provoking rhetorical questioning e.t.c.

It's the fist time I've done a diary properly since I was a teenie tot (my mum used to make me when we went on holiday for some reason?!) so u'll have to forgive me if it reads shoddy...

Hold that thought...

No, I don't need your forgiveness, I don't care if it's crap. I'm proud of my peculiar structure, never ending sentences & slight dyslexia. Read it and weep for all I care - I need something to do in my lunch break.

Before I start, I have to give all inspiration for the leg-end that is Big Blake ( http://www.bigblake.co.nr ) - originating from Ravensood School like myself, he managed to be pretty quiet too most peeps but seemed to have a whole underworld of projects he set, such as short films and such that I never knew about.
We never really spoke that much at the time, but now I admit that he is quite possibly my favourite guy on the internet (Pass the non-stop chat scouser I met on Day Of Defeat!), his website cracks me up! ...
A lot of the topics I might choose to bring up will probably derive from reading his journal on blogger (http://bigblake.blogspot.com) - which I might add is hilarious in places!

I guess if anyone reads this it's either a miracle or one of my mates (in no order! - Alywin, Dom, Ash, Newman) but that doesn't necessarily mean I'm limiting the content of this diary to the few that know actually me... You're all free to read in on the lifestyle of a lonely art student trying to make a name of himself in London - if that's what floats your boat. Feel free to contact me as you wish for anything.

I assure you most posts won't actually be this long, this is just in introduction.

Well, about myself. I'm 18 and have a aspiration to be a world famous photographer, which is nice.
I've lived in West Wickham, Bromley (South East London) my whole life and just started at the London College Of Communication, which in future I will refer to as the LCC (J2LUK).

This is the second day and the first week of my induction here and I'm increasingly liking it here. The Day before was sligtly boring and I was bloody knackered and pissed off by the end of the day. I have no Breakfast and lunch and no one 2 talk to. Luckily my buddy Ash came to chill at mine so that I could release all the pent up aggression inside me, which helped nicely! (He'll gladly argue about anything and always have an opinion the exact opposite of my own or anyone else for that matter... Git.)

Today was much better. We did a stupid 'icebreaker' thing where we had 2 invent a character out of our partner and using 5 questions, make a short story (Dumb I know!). I turned my fellow namesake into a super hero with agic talking boots that gave him super powers! (Please don't sue Hammer Man!) Then they showed us around the place. OH MY GOD!

To think I used to take photographs with 1 spotlight and a felt black backdrop tut. This place is awesome. The library would make Stephen Hawking cream his pants (although he my not be able to control that anyway), the food and drink is cheap... THEY'VE GOT F**KING GREEN SCREENS PEOPLE!... Yeah!
(I already have ideas for a Morpheus spin-off.)

Still didn't really talk too many people today. I've decided that I'm quite a shy person but i'm sure i'll get more confidence later on.

For Lunch, Beef baguette with a Yorkie bar on the side. £ 1.95 - not bad. I asked for Pastrami though but the Russian women didn't understand... WOMEN!

Lastly I got my student travel pass application that mums been nagging me for. I don't blame her. Travel is ABSOLUTELY RINSIN' me at the mo. '$6.50 RETURN TO LONDON BRIDGE?! ... Bloody Outrageous!'
Then I've got to get on the underground. Don't get me started.

Anyway think that's enough for today, my fingers feel like they're about to fall off.

Goin to the Tate Modern with my group 2moro.

Ciao for Now!