Bloody Organisation

Now, before you judge me I would like to say that I am usually a very organised person. I don’t think I’ve been late to anything more than three times, which if you ask me I’d say is good going. This however, is a story of how I can easily fuck things up.

“Due to this status as Mr. Bigshot-City…”

I live in the not so fabulous city of Bristol, which if your geography is terrible or you live in another country, is in the west of England. London seems to be the place to be. I can’t see this myself. I mean, who wants to live in a highly congested, highly polluted, and highly expensive city — lots, that’s who. Due to this status as Mr. Bigshot-City, EVERY-SINGLE-TWEETUP seemed to take place in there, much to my hate.

Let’s Do This Thing!

It was in the insane Skype chat that had been going on for a few weeks that the subject of tweetups cropped up. Some idiot organised one during school and working hours, when neither he or anyone else could go (I think only two showed up in the end). I thought that a tweetup should be in Bristol, just because. An obvious location for this kinda nerdy shizzle seemed to be The Watershed. I emailed them (I’m really not a talk-on-the-phone kinda guy, maybe that’s a social defect but I don’t care) to find that they want £TOOMUCH.

They did however forward me to Pervasive Media Studio, where I spoke to Genevieve (I say spoke to when I really mean typed to). Gotta bring me on biccys and cake but it’s all organised for the 24th [Friday]. I setup a twtvite to track who is coming et cetera. Most of the people I wanted to come, were.

“Shit!”

‘Awesome!’ I thought. Well, that was when it all start to go a little…Erm…Shit. I suppose it was a little unfair of me to expect people who live farther than London to come to a meetup some two-hundred miles away in Bristol. Anyhoo, Angelique and Jack said they couldn’t make and Charlotte was having some doubts about coming, it wasn’t until this week that she booked her tickets.

This is also the week that I got my first job at Sainsbury’s but I’ll talk about that in later. It is how relevant to this story, a little. My first shift is this Friday, 10:30 - 2:30, bang in the middle of Tweetup West — looks like I’m gonna be missing it, this is just how bad my organisation is.

I’m not worried about missing it all too much if I’m honest; I just worry that Charlotte will be okay. She’s never been to Bristol before and Chris can’t make it so she’ll be all alone when she come in to Temple Meads at 12:30 this Friday. Thankfully Kurt, Oscar, and possibly Tory will be there to meet her and then I can meet up with them at Tweetup West when I arrive.

Ho hum.

What Next?

Exam time is almost over (I only have four left— hip-hip-hooray), so what is next in my life? This, I guess is the time when everything changes again; a fresh start so to speak.

I think this is going to be good for me to be perfectly honest. However, I do think I’m gonna miss a lot. I’m leaving way too many people behind in my life, people I don’t want to lose. I know I will though, it’s inevitable. Empty promises are made and people say they will “keep in touch” and “meet up every week” but it doesn’t happen— I know it doesn’t.

I’m also leaving the comfort of school behind. Sure we all complain about it and the teachers, work, and whatever else it contains but we will miss it. Everyone at the moment has this kind of clouded perception of college, that it’s all going to be a breeze— that the workload will be no more than it is right now. I for one cannot see that at all. The workload will be immense and there will be no second chances; a deadline is a deadline for a reason, you miss it and you’re dead.

Then again, it is a fresh start. Even as I leave behind some of the best people I have and ever will meet in my life (you all know who you are [I hope]), I get to meet some new ones. The perceptions people have of me will disappear with new ones will arrive. 

I just hope it doesn’t suck, then all of the sacrifices will not be worth it.

Oh, The Stress.

School is a little hectic at the moment. We have around 8 weeks until our final exams start but some are starting early. I have my art exam on Wednesday/Thursday (a 10 hour exam) and the exam board have said that iPods are no longer allowed — neither is talking On top of that my deadline for my graphics practical is Thursday, and then I have only two weeks to get the coursework completed.

Hopefully I’ll get it done if my art teacher doesn’t stop being a total asshole and actually stay behind one week. I have one lesson a week and he never seems to be able to make it. Even if he can he doesn’t help one bit.

Toodles x