Well, I have 3 milestones to announce.
#1 - I have reached the blam/protect rank of "Elite Guard Master Sergeant".
#2 - I have reached the experience level 12.
#3 - This is my 1000th post!
Firstly, I would like to comment on the fact that I don't like the level 12 icon, and am looking forward to getting my baseball bat sometime after christmas.
Secondly, to commerate this momentous occasion I am going to go over some of the interesting things that have happened during my existence on this planet so far.
There's no escape
I was at primary school in Twickenham (not far from London). My teacher was called Mrs Pratt. We used to say "Pratt by name, pratt by nature", that wasn't just the pupils, that was parents too.
Well, it was summer holidays and I was glad to get away from her and school in general. We had decided to visit a coastal town called Beer, I know, great name for a town :-D The weather was great and we were having so much fun on the beach. The horror occurred when we decided to get something to eat.
There was a small restaurant just before the beach that had a buffet, we walked in and to my astonishment, sitting at the back was ..... MRS PRATT!!! Bearing in mind that this place was about 200 miles away from Twickenham, I couldn't believe it. Within seconds she had noticed me and came up for a chat with my mum. However, the first thing she said to me was, "Have you done your homework?".
Well that plain ruined the holiday for me. You think summer holidays are an escape from school, no, there is no escape!
I'm glad they fucked up
It was my first year at university and I was really excited. However, there had been a mix up in the office and my application had been delayed. Due to this I hadn't been housed yet.
I was getting very worried, but finally got my accommodation letter 3 days before I was due to move in. I was a little pissed off as all the good rooms had been taken and they had to put me where they could find room.
When I arrived I first needed to pick up my key from reception. When the receptionist handed me the key she mentionned that the building I was moving into was almost entirely comprised of ..... NURSES!
There were 4 floors in the building and 14 rooms per floor. There were 4 guys on floor 4 (including me), 1 on floor 1 and 1 on floor 2. Hence there were 6 guys and 50 girls in the building! Now that was a fun year.
I don't remember a thing
I currently work at Blockbuster, it's an OK job, I get free rentals and the hours are flexible, which is ideal for while I'm at university. I had been working there for about 5 months when this happened.
The manager at the time was planning on leaving and getting a marketing job in London, so we all decided to send him off properly and organised a leaving do (basically a piss up). It started off fine, but soon went pear shaped.
The first problem is that I hadn't been out drinking for a good few months (due to a large amount of coursework). This meant that I got hammered pretty damn fast. I remember everything up to about 9:30pm. The next thing I remember is being in an ambulance with blood pouring out of my nose!
At this point it was about midnight. What had happened? Why was my nose gushing blood? These were the questions running through my mind, very slowly of course, as I was still rather wasted.
I was told the next day that after we had all left the pub (at about 11:30pm) a bunch of pikeys had started a fight with us. I didn't really get involved at this point, I was apparently trying to calm down those people who were fighting. Well, eventually the police arrived and several people were taken to the station. The manager, me and a few others were left to make our way home.
As I was walking with the manager to his car (he had parked it on the way to my house, and he hadn't been drinking much during the evening) a couple of the pikeys who had gotten away caught up with us and started to pick another fight. According to my manager I was completely oblivious of them and walked straight passed.
Well the pikeys didn't take too kindly to this and one of them punched me square on the nose and legged it. My manager called the ambulance while I sat on the floor and bled all over my brand new trousers. Now that was a proper night out.
