No pic of the day today, didnt take any photos. I know you are thinking that I am a pathetic exuse for a human being to not take any photos on a day when I am travelling, but there is nothing I can do, condemn me into the hell of antiphototakerism.
Well, thats what I had before I decided what to have as my pic of the day. Read on, it will make sense when you get there.
Blog number 15, 'And so people all across the world turned to bow at Phil's feet in honour of his feat'. See what I did there? Just some more dollar bills im willing to share with you guys, you have been religiously reading this bad boy, right? If not. I want my dollars back please.
I just did 100 lengths of the pool without stopping - my feet never touched the ground. After that I did 100 widths of the pool straight off, and just to show off did another 10 lengths. I have a nice little rule when I am swimming - When you think you have finished do another 2. I like it, it keeps me on my toes, as well as in the water. You know that it is time to come out when your fingers look like your grandads. I went into the house feeling quite proud of myself, I walked up to Bibi and explain, with quite some feeling, my acheivements and how good I felt. She looked at me for about a second, blinked once or twice then just said. "I swam for 2 1/2 hours and covered 10-11 Kilometers. No go to bed without any tea" You might have guessed I added that last bit, but I did walk away with my head low, my efforts seem no more heroic than a splash in a bath. Dosn't matter, I like crying myself to sleep.
The point of informing you about my efforts, and it was only meant to be a sentence, (I think I have definatly got the gift of ramblication, Dont you?) was to tell you how exhausted I am, which sets up a beautiful link to my first thought I have had in a while. I can remember, back in Oxted, having an interview for a job. I felt absolutely fine before the interview but after I was exhausted and really weak. Surely in the time of the invertiew, about 30 minutes, I couldnt have worn myself down so much! So I came up with this reasoning, my brain was covering up how exhausted I was so that I could perform in the interview. Subconciously I must have had a real determination to succed in the interview. Im pretty sure thats not scientifically true, but it was just a thought. The thing is, that all happened without me knowing it. Subconciously I told my brain to hide the exhaustion - without me knowing it. Isnt that weird? I had absolutely no control over it. It makes you think - what else could your brain do without you knowing it? It happens all the time as well, people stealing, attacking and even killing with no sense of remorse, guilt of fear of consequence. What about people like Darren Brown? He made those people really want to steal the money from the security van. Whats to stop him doing it for real in secret? Eh, answer me that. Now that is a RAMBle with a Capital RAMB.
Back to normal every day life. Its good, I enjoy it! I was back at Lincoln school today and once again working in the Resource room. Oscar sent me to school with a toasted chocolate sandwhich - result. That was pretty much all that I eat all day, I think with the heat I dont need to eat as much - Logical right? In the room of joy today I photocopied loads, laminated and sliced and sorted maps, posters and scientific illustrations. Amongst that we had a birthday sing song for one of the cooks. I had no idea of the words in Spanish so I just hummed. We also had some cake! Mum look away now.... It was the best cake I have ever had, Mum you are free to look back. Actually, its second best - you can't beat my Mum's Banoffe Pie! If anyone is willing to try and beat it, send samples to 'Oscars House, Guadalajara'.
I was a lucky kid today. One of the girls that I met on the first day came up to me and asked me what her name was. I. Had. No. Idea. My brain sort of went like that. Clunk Clunk Clunk. BUT, i managed to get out of it. I told her I had a special name for her, 'Amazing'. She seemed happy, and I had just about sneaked out of that hole. Her name is Diane, I know now - no more close shaves. Maybe I should do that with everyone - sorted! I only have to remember one name now!
I spoke to some more poeple about guitars. Woop. It looks like the Taylor has the edge at the moment, but im just not going to know until I have them both together, so its the waiting game at the moment. I played a Baby Taylor the other day - its awesome! The neck is the same size as a regular guitar, but it looks tiny. Oscar wants to get one, so im going to buy two
I have just decided what I want to put as my pic of the day. The thing is I havnt taken the puctre now - so im going to go take it. Im not really sure if that counts, but hey, I make the rules. Deal with it. I will just go through to make up. Dont go anywhere.
You there? Got some tea/coffe/bickies? Lovely for you. As well as the pic of the day Im going to hit you with a song of the day. Im TOO good to you, im going to have to cut back soon. Today it is going to have to be I am who I am - Ben's Brother one very speacial lady (I hope you are well! Im not even sure you are reading this, but I will chance it.) told me about these guys, and they are amazing! If you want to be amazed give them some of your time, as one there lyrics in another song says, 'If your going to spend time, spend it upon me' that or 'She was a beauty queen'. I think the first suites the moment more. You might have guessed I have just learnt to use the italic feature on this blog. So im going to use it to death. Oh, bold too. Nice.
That about does it for me, im spent, I´ve been Phil Clarke and you've been the best. Hopefully Seller and Richy baby will be happy with that quote, its all for them. Im pretty sure they will know where its from.
Love always,
[clarke]
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