Look into the chaotic and frankly alarming mind of a 19 year old writer.
Just don't look too closely.
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I am a 17 year old student at Sixth Form. For those who don't know what this is, just imagine going to school for an extra two years after you leave. Like college, but not. Simple!
I live in Derby, UK.
I want to be a writer, so tell me what you think by E-mailing me.
Plus, get in contact! "Tag" a message onto the board.
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Thursday, April 03, 2003
Well, I only just worked out how to post my weblog on the Internet, so this one comes just after the last one.
At this very second, as we speak I am sitting in a free period at school (we crazy English people call it Sixth Form), writing a post for my weblog. But I suppose you've already guessed that. I have just made it through two spectacularly boring English lessons in which I analysed Hard Times (Charles Dickens), some play called Zigger Zagger (can't remember the writer), and my own essay that I wrote for the same question only on a different set of texts.
It's all so simple, huh?
For all the masses of football (NOT SOCCER!) fans out there, and we know who you are, last night was a great one for England - finally! Although some idiots still decided to get involved in rioting and such like, the players did far better. If you haven't heard of Wayne Rooney before, you will do soon. He didn't score last night - at least not in terms of football. But he did play amazingly. By the way, as you may have noticed I know how to do the HTML thing to do things to text. I'm sure you will follow my HTML progress with great interest.
Anyway, back to the football. I don't know what football punditry is like where you live, but for some bizarre reason TV companies here in England take the view that more is better. In other words, why have one football "expert" talking complete rubbish when you can have three football "experts" talking complete rubbish? Thus last night we were treated to Alan Hanson (ex Liverpool and Scotland player), Ian Wright (who's only possible interesting feature must be his name, which can be used in all sorts of amazing titles, such as 'Wright Ticket') and Peter Reid, a scouser with as many interesting things to say as a donkey on solvents. And to keep our heroes together, who better than Gary Lineaker (if that's how you spell it), who used to play for England himself. To be honest, I like Mr Lineaker (if that's how you spell it). I don't know why, but there you go. The problem for me is that I can't understand why anyone would want to watch four men sitting in a room talking about football for half an hour. Perhaps you do know why. Answers on a postcard.
On that thrilling note, I'll leave you.
More later.
SIMARK.
12:04 PM
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