Rapid Eye Movement

Now that I am alone in this new house for the first time, it seems like a perfect time to get a post out there to you, my dear blog. I've been busy over the last week with loads to do around the house (e.g. tidying my room already) and sorting out next year (hopefully a masters in Political Theory). However, as I sit in my new pink seat (yes, you read that correctly) and wonder what to write for the personal statement on my postgraduate application form, Im trying to keep cool in this freak heatwave! Chris is by far the greatest dramatist in the house, but I like to find I come a very close second. In fact the latest catchphrase here is quite appropriately "ITS TOO EFFING HOT!", with our Plasmo bellyaching like a bitch. I really need to take a few lessons from him in becoming a drama queen!

I've also graduated this week which was most definitely a pleasant surprise. I figured that the ceremony would be long, tiring and boring as hell, not to mention the potential roasting gathered from those robes in this searing heat. However St. Davids Hall was air conditioned, it only lasted 1 3/4 hours and the Grand Slam winning Welsh rugby coach, Mike Ruddock, received an honourary fellowship at the end of the ceremony. He looked really nervous giving a speech, but just like our lads he rose up to the occasion with a cracking oratory moment.

Prior to that I saw R.E.M. in the Millennium Stadium with Jen, James and Emma. They really kicked ass and gave an awesome show. Im not a big fan, however im no stranger to 'Losing my Religion' or 'Man on the Moon', which really got the crowds going. To see Michael Stipe in a Welsh rugby jersey was certainly a sight no to miss, whilst the endorsement of Brains SA by one of the band members was also particularly good music to my ears. We also witnessed some vintage dance moves from a few members of the audience which raised a laugh! :D

Im getting old. Nonsense some would say, whilst some sarcastic others would reply to my outburst as 'Fairly obvious'. However it is now clear that my usual levels of paranoia and caution have disappeared over the past week, perhaps now as I approach 21 and a half. For you see, I had left a bag of CDs at Leisure Leagues on Tuesday which I firmly believed I had placed in my bag. In addition to that, I nearly stranded Jen and I in Ster Century yesterday as I misplaced my car keys at the box office before going to see 'War of the Worlds'. After the film I panicked as my pockets were keyless. Then, once I had dragged everyone into an extensive key hunt as well as into mass hysteria, it took ages until we could find a member of staff! In the end the keys were held by a staff member and were handed over to a very relieved Joey. It is now clear that I cannot look after myself - housemates take note!