bollocks

So . Normality resumes.
I fucked up yesterday. Lilija is back over here (she lives on the other side of the Atlantic usually) . I was pretty much in love with her while she lived here and she had feelings for me so obviously I was quite disappointed when she left . Nevertheless she visits quite frequently . She angers me slightly though as she leads a slightly too busy life and tries to come across as complex and mysterious as possible , which doesn't help when I'm trying to be practical.Anyway after a single meeting with her (which was nice) and some crappy sms messages between each other I met her and a few other people yesterday for a couple of drinks . She seemed to be slightly pissed at me (rightly) and she left after a couple of drinks . I continued on and got progressively drunker.Turned into a lads night out and it went from worse to worse , with the pinnacle (of the shittiness) being when we were watching the man u game. Left with a mate and went home . On the way home got even drunker and puked on the train . Puked on the platform waiting for the connecting train , puked on the connecting train , puked at my stations toilet , puked all over myself , puked on the road , texted lilija to ask her why "she was pissed at me?" , got a phone call from someone asking for Lilija's number and I slurred it out I think , got home eventually and stumbled into the house where my mum started shouting incoherently (or rather I just couldn't understand) , went for a shower and went to bed . Woke up . Just lay in bed trying to formulate excuses.
I think I fucked up again . It must be the tenth time that I've said i'll never drink again but I swore on it this time . I have a weak resolve . At least I didn't get my stomach pumped this time or get charged a shit load for stopping over in a place where the bed and the food is shitter than my own .
I'm aiming to study for 5 hours straight as a form of self punishment.

After the meal.

Lovely.
Pretty much sums up my Easter Sunday. Not bad for a usually despondent Atheist , huh?
Well , I'll give you a quick runthrough of what happened.
Set off at 1.02
Arrived 1.03 (approximately)
Realised to my horror that the Easter Sunday party that we were attending at our neighbours was attended by more people other than us! Mostly other dickhead ex-pats (mainly from rsa , nz and aus though.) After about an hour I decided to engage myself in totally pointless and redundant conversations with the help of some beer. After a while the beer seemed to be having an even better effect and I started to grow rather fond of the people.Lunch came and it was bloody gorgeous . After the Lunch , some hilarious conversations ensued where I practically pissed my pants , It was literally hours of laughter and alcohol. Fabulous . Left the party at 7 or 8 . They were actually great people but it just took me a while to loosen up a little and to stop being so cynical. Alcohol just acted as a catalyst.
That was as close as i've ever been to a Gatsby style party.

First Day After

So , this is my first day after creating my Blog. No regrets so far...
Well , today is Easter Sunday . Being an Atheist I haven't really taken an interest in Easter but nevertheless I still get all the rewards as if I was devout (Easter Egg and "Casino Royale") so I guess it's not a bad day overall . Our neighbours have invited us round for Easter Lunch which should be interesting . Grilled Tuna is rumoured to be the highlight of the meal . Looking forward to it .
In the 2 years that our neighbours have been living here , I have spoken to them 4 times , so perhaps this is an opportunity to get to know them slightly better . I know for a fact that they are Greek Cypriot , moving to Russia soon , have 3 youngish children (all of which go to my school and one of which is slightly mad but friends with my brother ) and they are lovers of the Automobile (they take the car to put the rubbish in the collection bin 20 metres down the lane) . Anyway , I'm sure once I get to know them better I will see that they are one of the finest families in existence .

First Entry

Yes , I can now officially class myself as a Blogger .
Presumptively you will not want to hear a load of drivel from me without knowing anything about me first .
17 , British (after much debate) , live in the wonderful nation of Switzerland , member of a slightly dysfunctional family , go to a wonderfully diverse and incredibly ridiculous International School , play lots of Rugby in my free time , am incredibly average at School (although i allegedly excel at "Geography , History and English") , have an incredible Dog and am going to study Agriculture next year in the U.K. I am classed as a bit of a skeptic (but then again who isn't?) , I try to express controversial views and opinions in the hope of getting a reaction , I am unfortunately single (or fortunately) , uninterested in Television , like extremely graphic and disturbing films , I am an Atheist , I like insulting the Swiss , I don't try and make myself out to be incredibly "different" as I'm not , I like "kick-ass" use of words (i.e D.B.C Pierre) , I like the idea of violence but don't like the idea of carrying it out , Marxism is sometimes appealing but seems slightly irrational as is Nationalism , I like the idea of escapism yet I don't like the idea of being detached from society .