Back to Basics.

August 22, 2011

Moved (partly) into my new house in Sheffield on Wednesday night. We had to go searching for a duvet and an under sheet for my bed though.

Me thinking I have amazing memory of the house I’ve been to once, thought there was a huge  24/h Tesco just down the road. Yes I was sort of right, there was a big Tesco; not 24 hours mind or as big as I thought.

So we had to drive to the nearest 24/h Tesco or supermarket. Asked one man, who looked like the older version of the little kid from Up with glasses, ‘you go left’ whilst he pointing right. As you can tell this took a while.

We found a Tesco that we had been driving past on the next road down for over 40 minutes.

 

My room is amazing, well I think so anyway. The house is pretty expensive compared to the others on the street as it has been plastered and modernised, and I say its worth it. It’s so homely.. yay!

I contemplated taking my laptop up to Sheffield, but I knew I had to bring it back on the train along with lugging all my clothes and hairdryer back. I knew we had no TV or Internet so I thought a few days of solitaire would do me well. I decided to ‘sack’*as it wouldn’t be worth the effort.

*Sack – a term Dave introduced to me, something we also said an awful lot whilst being in the house, meaning to leave the idea or task to do we have just said as it causes too much effort. A word that, even if you do not know the meaning, you will understand the general jist of what is meant.

Whilst we were there, we literally had only each others company to entertain ourselves.. and a pack of cards. This led to many attempts at trying to be Dynamo and some terrible ‘magic’ tricks… but some great shuffling tekkers by Dave.

Just lounging around all day and talking about life was like a little relaxation holiday. Even though that’s what I usually do at home, I just don’t get told of for doing so. Score!

I was going to come back on the Thursday night so I could have gone on a night out at home, as most people we knew were out as it was A-Level results night. That failed due to a timing issue with trains and eating at Weatherspoons.

We had a nice lie in, and walked down Eccy Road in the day. The Friday night we both planned on going home. This was the night I expected going back on before I came up.

We ate out again and The Harvester thanks to the arrival of Laura, Amy and Chelsea (and her car). We ended up missing the last train again.

We both wanted to sack a night out, and fancied getting bevved in the house, so we did. We decided that the next day we should just get up, pack and then go, and not stay for dinner as that’s where we usually go wrong.

We went to bed about half 6 in the morning and got up about half 2, not too shabby i’d say. We went to get lunch from the not 24/h Tesco around the corner. I saw the Botanical Gardens and we decided to have a picnic there. It was so pretty!!

We were in there for 2 and a half hours looking at the pond, the bear pit and mainly the squirrels. You can tell we are the usual type of 19-year-old cool kids…

The squirrels were eating peanuts out of Dave’s hand. And I do have to say, that was the most eventful thing we did in the past few days, even so the whole time we were up there was one big chill. Heaven.

We got back and chilled again, when we should have really been packing. Thought we’d get the bus to the train station, but we had just missed the last bus into town. Dave was going to miss the last train to Hull, so we got a taxi with 5 minutes to spare. We finally got on trains home, miracle.

 

Over the 4 days I’d spent in the new house, I realised that; I bruise easily, the old lady next door isn’t deaf and hadn’t died, I’d spent most of my time horizontal, Dave has an odd squirrel love, the house is amazing, next year is going to be class and that I’m just one plain weirdo.

Right, we were told that a theme for our blogs would be a good idea, which I agree to, something that we are interested in. I have had this question a lot recently; What are you interested in? What are your hobbies? And honestly the answer is very little.

Except for the odd Wolves match I go and see when I go home for the weekend, I literally do nothing with my days. I have little motivation, a severely messed up body clock and a lack of funds to do a lot of other things.

I was pondering on this question in bed the other night, and I watched a movie within which involved an art class. I used to enjoy art at a-level, it gives you something to focus on and spend time on something decent, so I googled ‘art classes in Sheffield City Centre’ as it would narrow down all the other areas around here so I don’t get my hopes up with a place I have to pay for transportation to get there. 

My results came back okay, but the money aspect became involved. It’s not like I don’t know how to draw, I can, so I don’t want to be paying  extra for the teaching help. I gave up in the end. I’m bad at committing myself to things, so i thought this could become a bad idea, and make me feel more down about my abilities.

With that idea out the way, I’ve decided to take it week by week. If I’m bored, I’m bored. I just have to find something productive.

This week my highlight was going to the Sheffield United v Nottingham Forest football game on Tuesday. I put the idea forward to my Dad, to come up and visit for the evening and watch the game and he kindly agreed and rushed from work and took the 2 hour journey up north in his stride.

We thought it would be a good game to go to as Sheffield United are struggling to stay away from relegation, and Nottingham Forrest are aiming for the top places for promotion, so a lot of fight would be seen on the pitch. Also because my flat mate supports Notts Forest and doesn’t stray away from insulting poor performances of Wolves.

The reason why I wanted to watch Sheffield United in the first place was because;

 1. I miss my weekly dose of watching football matches and
2. Sam Vokes from Wolves has gone on a ‘one month emergency loan’  to Bramall Lane and I wanted to see him play, 2 minutes from where I’m living at the moment.

I should explain, I have a stalker-ish adoration for this footballer. He was the ‘super-sub’ for Wolves in our rise to promotion in the Championship 2008-09. Yes, I admit, he’s not the best player on the pitch, but he’s a good-looking one! Plus he does good in the air due to his height.

Before the match, I’ve been keeping tabs on the Sheffield United website, reading reports of matches to see if Sam Vokes has been playing, and he had! Coming on as a sub 20 minutes before the end, like he used to at Wolves in the Championship.

My Dad and I were a few minutes late into the ground as we had to collect our tickets and find our seats. We were row B,  which felt like I was actually on the pitch  as I was that close. Then it clocked on, Sam Vokes started the game on the pitch… I was in my element.

Obviously the quality of football wasn’t the usual standard that I see due to Wolves being in the Premiership, but I must say Nottingham Forest looked like we did when we got promoted. I personally didn’t think that Sheffield United would win, as it would have been their first win since December. (Even if Sam Vokes was playing!)

Summarising the match, 0-1 to Forest at half time and then it went up from there, with the first goal from The Blades by the one and only, his first goal for the club since he joined in February. The score ended on 2-1 to Sheffield!

Yes I’m one of those superstitious fans who thinks I brought the team luck, as it was my first time going to a Sheffield United match, and Sam Vokes started for a change, and it was his first goal at the club. He must have felt the love!

CLICK for the match report. 

I still don’t know what I can do about the theme of my blog, in the meantime I’ll continue to post whatever is on my mind.

So, lets start this weblog.

January 24, 2011

Urban Dictionary,

‘Most people seem to use blogs as a way of having an online diary. These people have such massive egos and are so narcissistic that they believe that other people would be interested in reading their pointless ramblings.’

Many blogs that I have seen this applies to. I don’t want it to apply to my blog, which I’m sure it will end up doing, but as it’s one of my modules I have chosen at university, I have no choice in the matter. In all fairness I don’t want to complain, it’s better than writing a 2000 word essay on Contempt of Court.

My module is ‘Writing the Message Online’, which will be useful in the future as newspapers and the like are switching to the internet. I must have a blog that is updated regularly, and I’ve chose it to be about my student life and experiences at SHU. I don’t exactly know what you’re meant to write in the first post of a blog, so I’m settling with this.. enjoy.