MMVI

Its no mistake that this year starts with two M's. It's because 'twill be a very 'mmm' filled year, as positive I be that arse much it will kick 'mmm'. As Yoda once said. But, alas, we must first remove the last few lingering threads of that scourge that was 2005, in much the same fashion as you would remove the stringy bits from party poppers from your person after a pretty boring party. Picture 2005 as a much beloved friend who you caught deflowering your eldest daughter. You spent ages plotting his demise, despite forgiving him publicly and reaffirming your friendship. However, at the critical moment that the plan was to occur, and all was to look happy and rosy once more, the cad fled the town and took flight. So you spend a long, arduous, painful, traumatising time hunting him down, until finally you meet him again and butcher him rather messily with a long sword. But, he will just refuse to die, clinging onto your ankle in a rather pathetic way, but since he's still alive you still have a lot of anger to get rid of. So you just start kicking him. Hard. VERY hard. In fact, his skull has shattered, leaving his head with the consistency of a plastic Sainsbury's bag full of marshmallows, but still the bugger has the upper hand, as you discover that he's just edged over the country borders and theres not a damn thing you can do about him now. So, despite fighting back all you could, the memories and the scarring (both mental and physical) are now to last for the rest of time. But, he's out of the town, so at least you never have to see it again.

THAT was my 2005. Figuratively. I didn't cause any harm to any plastic bags. So i am glad to finally see the back of the Year from Hell, the few major highlights mostly being the ones outside of London (New York, France and Cambridge, though even the Banquet was tinged with the vapours of 2005). But there is a question on my lips, as stare at a steve on webcam... To summarise or not to summarise?

January! The Month of:
Winter-Een-Mas 2005
Destructor Fish and Quizzes
Gothic Predictions*
Chaucer Translations*
Trees and Chinooks
Drunk #1 and a normal day*
EgoSearches
Books and Evil Peoples!

February! The Month of:
Why Drama rocks
The start of the shit*
Questionnaire number 2
Chav classes
Steve's party, with added amazingness and the gutwrenching hell*
Drunkeness #3
Valentines Day!*
Blogging Birthday
Bowling
DVD London
World of Warcraft
Drunkeness #4

March! The Month of:
New York!
Drama beginnings
Drunkness #5
Bigger breasts than ye Fiona
Change of URL

April! The Month of:
Fooling Dave
Dr WHO
Alpha
Subconscious
London and the Eye
Chris's party, a bus stop and Kezmond
Bowling with the Stomppman (DDR :D)
Hairdying
Saber!
Voting
New Pope
Age check in Sainsbury's
Acapella
Drama performances

May! The Month of:
Little Joys of Life
ELL!!!
Lack of linked pictures
h2g2*
First obvious punch of 2005
Cross Dressing
Future Perfect
Media fun and Tylers CD
General Studies fun
Saber fun
Exams
Episode III
Webcomics
Exam time wasting tips
TV Nostalgia

June! The Month of:
More drunk*
MegaDrive
OCD
17
Cosplay and FullMetal Alchemy
My room
Bromley larfs
How to draw swords
Fiddy
Brainfreeze
Hotness...
Personality Pigs
Nightwish Predictions

July! The Month of:
Blog B Que mark 1
Canterbury
Pictures of me
Augustus Gloop Adressing the Nation
Potato Waffles
Half Blood Prince
Peterborough Peeps
France*
Irregular Webcomic

August! The Month of:
France Photo's and Engrish
The procratinated post, with lots of procrastination mid post
New Wine and Soul Survivor
New Phone
Monopoly at Steve's
Revolution's, the only solution
The Competition!!!
PS3 fighters
Pirate Party
A nonsensical early morning post
Peter brr! With Scary Jesus

September! The Month of:
Seamus Heaney's battles
Blog B Que Mark 2
France Reunion, Bromley style
School bells
NIGHTWISH!!!
Hospitals*

October! The Month of:
Me = ORGASM
Eclipse
Warehouse 23
Mimi
West Ranch Fire
Stompp Halo Co-op
Croydon-Bromley-Bromley*
Wallace and Gromit
Emmie
Whisky Slammers*
Oxford for Fran's*
All 6 Star Wars film (with interruption)*

November! The Month of:
Helen B And Lewis
Banquet!*
Ted!
More Ted!

December! The Month of:
Helen parties*
Nick London
Jimmothy Carr and the Nazi's*
Metro Cuttings
Red Mercury
Performance
Teh HB pencil*
Listening of Rhythmic Tunes
London Town
The Magnificently Festive Erection
Christmas
A Self Portrait

(* - Something happened during these which, either mentioned or no, added to the 2005 shiteness despite the rest of the event being wonderful)

And for Christmas, for you materialists out there, most noteworthy was Hoody number 3, which featured in the self portrait, and all 7 Narnia books, of which I am up to Prince Caspian

And now, I can finally bid farewell to the grandmother raper of a year that was 2005, and look forward to 2006. And I know its going to be a good one. Here's a day by day breakdown of what's happened in the 5 days of the new year:

1st: Was Drunk with no hangover or regrets (well, one... see below (literally))
2nd: Helen! Woo! Dog!!!
3rd: Remained happy, despite first day of school
4th: Driving again!
Today: Caught up in the blogging, and Sah

So all is looking up! Next item on the list *checks list*

New Year's party!! Oh yes, at the climax of that which i have hated most, Sa and I went along to the abode of the Champion of Chris's (I almost had to drag her across the threshold, but no matter). Having only just entered ythough, we espied the Kezmond (with whom there had been some... unpleasantness, i can never go back) who, upon seeing me, turned and went back into the room from which she had emerged. I had just enough time to say to Sa "Well, that was awkward" before we heard the loud booming voice of Liam, Kez's brother, shouting through the house: "She got off with Richard Stewart!". Cheers, Liam. Anyway, we entered the room, procured alcohol, and spent the evening chatting to the great host that had assembled, including my wonderful Mother, Rachel for whom we are indebted for the hidden alcohol stash in her car. As the evening wore on ihibitions went and new people were met and talked to, and at midnight there was the usual furore of cheers tongues and much joy giving. Hugs and handshakes were abound for a good few minutes, and from then on the crowd seemed to dwindle for the rest of the evening as people went home, went to other parties, passed out and or stayed behind to eject stomach contents. After some... interesting activities involving the Kezmond (she apologised to sarah for doing it with me, but that sisnt stop her) Sa and I walked our way back to the abode of mine and slept for almost 2 hours before i was awoken by my room being bathed in a cool blue light at 5am, which was Emmie telling me she got home. Thanks dear...
Finally, as for that wonderful regret I mentioned earlier, for those of you who know her, Poppy was (quite obviously at one point...oh god) sans underwear. Purge my brain.

After a day spent in Sa's company, during which i felt no ills from the alcohol content, the date moved to the second, the last day of the Christmas holidays, a day of 50 greatest comedy films, Withnail and I, and the agreed pouncing date of the small Oxenhamed one. I set off to the station just before the train was due, so that i could stop her being late. After a lot of fuddlement with trafficswe said the usual his and hellos, before we returned to my house and, after a quick examination and scrutinisation of the boudoir Helen was fed, which was an interesting start to the day. Then, the reason for her visit was begun,as she poured over the rules for chess and we commenced play. After a quite interesting game she did indeed win. However, I contest for a rematch on the grounds that: she was using my brother's advice and I COULD have won in one move had I not told her about it to give her a sporting chance. Anyway, after her victory she had some fun arranging the peices into formations, before we packed up. After a false start due to funding being left at home, we walked down the interesting pathway of shopping excellénce that is West Wickham Highstreet. Such was my desperation that I looked for A Clash of Kings to buy just so I could read it. Hurry Dave! Anyway, after the wonderful sightings of Free Fugde and a rapidly moving dog (dog!) we returned home, and much of the rest of the day was taken up with either Bliss, Shepherd's Pie or just hours and hours of pointless ramblings and conversation, until Dad offered her a lift back to her house. After getting very lost (after ironically directing a bloke down the same route) all was well and adieus were bidden. A fun time, and marvellous company. Though I want that rematch! As for the rest, school has been as usual, though I have now taken to the habit of taking my CD player around with me, so that I can have something to listen to if i need to drown out Rowan's irritance. Oh, and important Drama news: the performances of our piece "You Can't Judge A Play By Its Title" are (subject to change if Johnson messes around again) February, Wednesday 1st and Thursday 2nd. Any who wish to come may let me know and I will be sure to get them tickets as long as I get the moneyin good time. Should only be a few pounds.

Final thing: New Years Resolutions!

1. Eat less, and/or healthier
2. Exercise more
3. Do school stuff
4. Get a Job
5. Cheer up more!
6. Be honest with people when they ask how I am
   

There we go. Shouldn't be too bad, stuck to most of them so far. And there we go! Longish post, and no pictures! Taking over me indeed...

Judge2006
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Playing: Civilisation III
Reading: Prince Caspian - C.S. Lewis
Listening to: 'Apocalypse Please' - Muse
Watching: 'Withnail and I' about 4 days ago
Annoyed with: Changing Drama times
Confused about: How much the year WILL actually rock...
Mood: 2006 :)
Song currently stuck in head: 'Eyeless' - Slipknot
Favourite Song of the Minute: 'No Life' - Slipknot