At this point I really should be updating more often than I currently am but that would imply a life full of suspense, intrigue, beautiful cocktail waitresses and firearms. Unfortunately or fortunately depending on the level of excitement you enjoy in your life, mine is nothing like the aforementioned tale of amazement. My past couple of weeks have been abject boredom, punctuated with complete ecstasy, essays, bewilderment and a vienetta. 

While this blog is where I put my innermost thoughts and experiences, I'm loth to divulging every facet of my existence to you all. However, I'll let you lot (all 6 of you) in on some of my stuffs. This past week, I got the results to my A-level modules from January. The first two entries on the list were happily welcomed by my nervously darting eyes. They read:

Politics - A

English - A 

The next entry though was a shock I suppose. 

History - U

I did a twelve-take. Of all the subjects I was destined to get 'ungraded' 'undone' 'kack' 'bullshit' 'why try?' - history was not it. It is my favourite subject after all. At which point I discovered something interesting. I wasn't the only one. As it transpired a number of people in my class, whom I will humbly say are far better students than I am, did just as poorly in the subject. Cue the next week of CCEA bashing from my history teacher, frenetic phone calling to history officers and chief markers and hopefully a speedy resolution to the issue.

And so there is the current pressing issue in my life. Nothing too exciting, a clerical error in fact so by definition not at all interesting. Thank goodness for people who make life an adventure to love though. Without them, there is no reason to go out or get up in the morning. 

P.S. For those concerned by the title of this little piece. I did it to be exciting. If anything, using lines from religiously based musical theatre serves to highlight how boring my content in this 'life update' (another working title for this piece) actually is. Those who work in the research and study of literature in the future will then look at this piece and declare that 'the title was ironic and served to heighten the notion of boredom in his life'. I've done this in order that those studying me will have something to write about and therefore not get a 'U'. Save for shitty marking in the future of course.

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