The blog before this, the one from yesterday, was actually just written by me a few moments prior. I cheated and reset the date. Why? Because the context is better if it was written then as it was before I began this change, whereas now I can write about the actual change. Honestly, it was my plan all along to write that article, I just didn't have time.
You see, last night I had no time to write it, at all, I was too busy being helpful to others to help myself. Selfless of me I know. And no, no thankyou, the awards are not necessary. Last night I was reading Commons essay, pointing out little problems here and there to help improve his mark, and I was also acting in Woodys last minute film that he has to cobble together for Uni. All in all quite fun. I like helping; reading Commons essay help me practice my own essay writing ability, and helping with Woodys film is creative.
Also last night, Woody and Myself tried to set up websites. I have to wait a day or so to be contacted by a member of their staff before they can go up, but I like to think at the time I was being productive. The website should tie into this blog, or rather the blog will tie into the website, and it will act as an online portfolio for my writing and my photography (which I will mention in a later post).
The suspense is killing you right?
Now I sit on my own in my room after completing Prince of Persia and telling myself I am going to be creative, hence me choosing to blog.
Lets hope my productivity can continue!
Shaun
I too, the honorable Lord Oliver Smith BSc Ph.D MBE Jpeg was once not so honorable. In my days as a young and charming graduate at Oxbridge, (I was so charming and astute that my fellow interviews decided I was to see both sides of the same coin and thus went to both Universities) I frequently divulged in the boat races. Being a man shoulders as broad as the Thames and torso of a minotaur, it was decided I would command the fine vessel which was the Earl Grey, descended down my blood line. But for which team should I affiliate myself with. Unfortunately, my placement in to both Cambridge and Oxford, (in no particular order of preference of of course) would present a predicament. It was eventually concluded that I would run my own team, separate of the other Universities.
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Sometimes I feel I should own up to such a selfish feat, but one would not ever do such a thing. All those lives lost for nothing but my win? I doubt they would want to be known like that. And anyway, why would I want my name to be taken off the colleges joint boat racing plaque.