Her Head Is A Mess…We All Love Her

I remember when I was in my final year at Uni (1999). My house mates & I would play FIFA 98 & we got into a habit of trying to psych each other out by playing our favourite song during a game. We’d take turns of having our own song playing (usually at full blast) & try to convince the other that because our particular song was playing we would win. More often than not that was the case.

Aaahhhh student lifestyle…playing FIFA & mind games on your friends, when I should have been studying. Those were the days 😉

Well the song below was my lucky song & was instrumental in getting me the goals!!! (at least that what I tell myself)

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Love This

Just heard it in the car & reminds me of college & Uni.

Aaahhh those were indeed the days!

 

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Day 22 – Your Academics

Ha this title made me smile. You’ll see why shortly.

Achievements:

GCSE’s 5 grade C’s in R.E. Maths, English Language, Science (bloody hell I can’t remember the last one 🙂 ). 1 Grade B in English Literature.

A-Level’s 1 Grade E in History (Failed in Economics, Geography, & General Studies)

Degree in Historical Studies – 3rd. Lowest grade achievable…. a 3rd 🙂

OK so now a bit of background… During my GCSE’s I was a bit of a mess & I’m actually impressed I got the grades I did. My A-Level’s however were a different story. You see yours truly discovered pubs, clubs, alcohol & ahem…drugs. Nothing hardcore mind just the recreational stuff a lot of teenagers try out.

So there I was having all this fun, pretty much for the first time in my laugh & so I thought A-level’s meeehhh. Hence the one subject I scraped through with an E.

Strangely enough this got me to Sunderland University. Their standards were very high you know 🙂

Now here in the city of Sunderland I continued my stellar academic performances. You know, essays complete on the bus in to Uni. That kind of thing. I also heinously lied about family issues. Such as Aunties dying left right and centre. I only have three. I think 10 passed away in my final year alone 🙂 I know I’m terrible, but you see I needed extensions to get my work completed. So by the end of my final year I had a kind of chain gang thing going with my friends who all chipped in to help. There was me heading up this enterprise handwriting my essays out. Jamesy who would then dictate my scrawl to Al who would type away on the computer. I also roped in my girlfriend of two weeks to typing up some of my essays. Damn I’m charismatic. The force must be strong with me. “You will type my work” waves and in a Jedi Master way!

Oh by the way that girlfriend is now my wife. She’s a keeper that one!

So there you have it my Academics laid bare.

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Day 9 – How Important Do You Think Education Is?

Personally I think education is very important. Unfortunately, in Britain, higher education (university) is becoming for the elite. Why else would it cost £9,000 per year, to simply go to a university, if it wasn’t to keep those who can’t afford it out. It’s not surprising this has come under a Conservative government & will only become more expensive under their reign.

I believe education is important, as with the tools that are easily available to us, ignorance should be reduced as much as possible. The more educated, hopefully the more enlightened we can become. Although this isn’t always the case.

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You’re Lying Again

I haven’t listened to the Lightening Seeds since my university days. I had the album stolen from me from a flatmate & never got round to replacing it. Git!!

 

 

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30 Day Challenge – Day 2: Nicknames… Continued

Here is the breakdown of how I got these nicknames.

Aged 0-10: Milky Bar Kid, Joe 90, Four Eyes & Shielsy.

Milky Bar Kid: I looked like the boy(s) in the advert. It stopped in secondary school as the Milky Bar Kid changed to curly-ish hair. Milky Bar Bar Kid Ad

Joe 90: I didn’t even watch this program, but again, I looked like said puppet. Joe 90

Four Eyes: I wear glasses…

Shielsy: A play on my surname.

Aged 11-16: Fish, For Eyes & Shielsy.

Fish: According to a friend, I had a pair of Gola trainers that looked like fish. They didn’t, but the name stuck. I hated this nickname & after I left school, if anyone asked I told them it was because I was a good swimmer 🙂 Damn the truth is out…

Aged17-34: Gris-Jambon, Scouse, Thieving Scouse Bastard, Knob ‘Ed & BCOL.

Gris-Jambon: Stumbling out of the Krazy House (a club people, not an institution 🙂 ) my friends & I got talking to some French lads. They couldn’t pronounce Graham. They got as far Gra, but after that it was a mixture between Gra.. him, hom, horm & many bemused looks in between. So, my inebriated brain, somehow remembered that ham in French is Jambon. I suggested my name was Gris-Jambon & one of the French guys (I swear to this day, I saw the light go on inside his head) said “Aahhhh Gra-ham yes?”

Scouse: I’m from Liverpool & throughout Britain we’re collectively known as Scousers. This was my nickname throughout University. My ‘intellectual’ friends from Uni were inventive no?

Thieving Scouse Bastard: Scousers have a shockingly inaccurate 🙂 stereotype of being thieves… Many a time I walked into the student bar to a chorus of ‘Grab your wallets, here’s the thieving scouse bastard’. Aahhhh friends don’t you just love ’em!

Knob ‘Ed: Term of endearment from my wife. Aahhhh wives don’t you just love ’em!

BCOL: Another one from my wife. A gold star to the person who can guess what it stands for. A silver star to the person who makes me smile the widest with a wild stab in the dark…

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