Nipples

As I sit here, eating a Galaxy Ripple (delicious, by the way), I can't help but be reminded about a time where a word mishap caused some laughs.

It was years ago, I think I was about 10. My mother kept on calling Ripples 'Nipples'. It was going on for weeks, so it was what I was used to hearing. She sent me down the shop, and one of the items I was to acquire was four Galaxy Ripples.

I went into the shop, got what I wanted, and then I had to ask at the counter for any chocolate - it was a small shop, so they kept it all on display under the counter. I asked for four Galaxy Nipples. The woman behind the counter, Trudy, laughed. She found it quite funny, but I didn't know what was so funny.

That's when I realised what I'd said and broke out in laughter. I then asked for four Galaxy Ripples and left the shop after getting them. I laughed about it on the way home, and then told my family about it. Fun times, fun times.

As a nod to a previous post: Revision, revision, revision!

Aye, it's taking over our lives, I should imagine. I've failed to stick to my plan; the 6 hours a day of revision, done in 2 hour chunks. Instead I've been doing my own thing. I've been revising a bit of maths, getting bored, and then moving on to another subject, English, for example.

But I'm afraid that's not enough for me, and so revision this week is going to be a little more... intense. I'll start with Welsh, learning a poem or two. And then I'll move on to the runt of a subject that is Spanish. For Spanish, in all cases, equals FAIL.

Having said that, I've just realised that I've got a rugby programme to do (in case you're not familiar with one of those, it's like a brochure full of adverts). It's all jolly good fun, but only if you like making adverts out of an indecipherable scrawl and a logo of such poor quality that it has to be recreated in Illustrator. I, for one, do not like doing it.

However, the tedium of doing the programme is worth it in the long run, for I am being paid to do it. How much I'm being paid is, as of yet, unknown, but I'm hoping it'll cover at least a sizeable portion of what I spent on books on Saturday.

I didn't manage to get all of the books I wanted, but I got six of them. There were three main ones that I really, really wanted, but I only managed to get one of those: "The Illustrated Man" by Ray Bradbury. The ones I couldn't get are "Paper Towns" by John Green; and "M is for Magic" by Neil Gaiman. The latter is a collection of short stories. I've recently become quite interested in short stories as they offer the excitement of a novel, but can be read in a significantly shorter space of time. This suits me well, as I've not often got time to read.

I think that's all for now, folks. Poems await me in my drawer.

S'pose I should write something...

Title says it all, really; I think I should write something. So I am. That's usually why I blog - I either get bored, which is the main reason, or I just do it 'cause I feel like I should. But yeah.

I, and many other people, are going to Cardiff tomorrow. Although I think a lot of 'em are going to get suits or whatever for Prom (more about that soon), I'm really looking forward to going in Borders and wasting all my money. See, here's the thing: I like books. As such, I go out of my way to purchase books and then read them.

I don't want to use Amazon because I'm such an impatient little git, so I plan on going to Borders to secure the list of books I want. That's right: there's a list, consisting so far of sixteen books. Why do I want so many? Well, because I went on Amazon, saw it, and thought, "Ooh, that looks good." I then read a few reviews of the books in question, and then thought, "Holy Jeebuz's chicken nuggets! I need that book!" And so the list began...

But books aren't the only reason I love Borders — they have a Starbucks! I haven't been to Starbucks (or Cardiff, for that matter) in months. And I really, really want a frappuccino. So I'm getting one. Yay!

Aside from Cardiff, I'm also just looking forward to seeing everyone; I haven't seen anyone since the holidays began, so 'twill be good.


Now, as I said, I was going to talk about prom. I dislike it. All people seem to be talking about in school is "Are you going to prom? Who are you going with? What are you wearing to prom? When is prom? You know prom...?" and so bloody on. Since I dislike the very concept of prom, I'm not going; large social gathering? No thanks. I don't do large social gatherings.

Not that I've got anything against the people who aren't going or anything, I just really dislike prom. And before you ask, I have my reasons for not going. What they are, however, is none of your business. That's right, I'm being secretive, just like some sort of espionage agent who's pretending to be a cat in order to subdue the dog who's trying to steal his catnip. Jolly good.

As you know, I don't ever get off the internet. This leads me into finding many a social networking site, and the latest I've come across is DailyBooth.

DailyBooth is a website where you take one picture every day; either of yourself like most people seem to do, sometimes holding things; or of something. If it pleases you, take a picture of it, slap it on DailyBooth. People (usually your followers) can then leave comments on your picture: either with another photo and a caption, or just a text comment. Should you want to check it out, click here.

And now, I must leave you. Goodbye.

P.S. Someone left a comment on my post "Llafar, llafar, llafar!". The comment was anonymous, but I'd like to know who it was. If you left the comment, please leave another saying hi.

Ah! I'm an Apple fanboy!

I know it's late, but I've got a sudden urge to blog about something. And since life thus far has provided nothing of interest to blog about, I thought I'd blog about my latest obsession.

As the title of this post suggests, I have become an Apple fanboy. I realised this when I first started saying, "That doesn't happen on Macs." and "You wouldn't have that problem on a Mac." whenever someone mentioned their computer troubles.

Furthermore, it became even more obvious when I saw the new MacBook after Daniel mentioned it. He said that he wanted a Mac, and that he was considering a MacBook. It sparked my interest, so I flitted over to the Apple website and had a look at the new MacBook.

It is amazing.

I knew they'd released new MacBooks because I get an e-mail update (that I can't seem to unsubscribe from) saying about new products and offers they have. It said sometime last year that the new MacBooks are out, but I thought it was just the MacBook Pros, which are so expensive that they're not even worth thinking about.

But no, it was the new MacBooks. The standard, consumer-level MacBook that has earned Apple so much money. It's fantastic: 13.3 inch LED lit screen, 120GB hard drive, a 2 GHz intel pentium core processor, and an aluminium unibody enclosure make for a phenomenal piece of technology. I want one.

No, scratch that. I need one.

Click the Apple logo to see 'em. 

After that, I was playing with my iPod and thought, "Oh, how nice it would be to own an iPhone." So now I've decided that as soon as I move from this house [more on that in a minute] and I have enough money, I'm getting an iPhone as well. Or at least, whatever phone the marvelous minds at Apple have come up with by that time.

Now I mentioned moving out: that's for a reason. I can't have an iPhone whilst I'm in this house because of network troubles. As you know, iPhones only work on the O2 network, but in my house O2 doesn't work. Looking at the map of network coverage, all of Abertridwr is fine, apart from one miniscule black spot. And that black spot, my friends, is directly above my house.

That's right, the only place in all of Abertridwr that doesn't have network coverage on O2 is my house. You can get a signal if you sit on the worktop in the kitchen, but that's it. Nowhere else. Thus, it is pointless in purchasing an iPhone until either a) O2 upgrade their network coverage, or b) I move. When I move is a completely different thing, but let's not get into that; it robs me of my confidence and only works to inspire thoughts I'd rather not think.

Alas, it is time for my sleepy byes for there is a long day of revision and work ahead of me tomorrow. If you want little updates of what I'm doing, follow me on Twitter. I will occasionally post some interesting links on there as well.

But for now, goodbye!

N.B. It may be worth noting that I already have tags on here called "Apple" and "Mac". May also show my fanboyism over Macs and all other Apple products.

P.S. Please excuse this post. It was more my excitement over the MacBook escaping than anything else. If I sound like I'm exaggerating about them, I probably am. But that's because I think Macs are amazing. Best. Computers. EVAR. (And I am aware that 'ever' is spelt wrong. No need to tell me.)