Below are the 3 most recent journal entries recorded in trojjer's LiveJournal:

Monday, October 13th, 2008
4:28 pm	Still alive! Wow, I'm really surprised that LJ hasn't closed my account by now. It's been since 2005! Oh well. I guess I got bored, as usual. I can't really keep any kind of diary for very long. And I should be looking at my CCNA online course material, so bye for now... Oh yeah, I'm at Northumbria University now. Finally made it. (Comment on this)
Wednesday, September 7th, 2005
11:42 am	The Right To Ride (A bicycle – and not the Queen song) Sometimes I feel like cyclists are despised so much, especially within a heaving city, that I actually come close to fearing for my personal safety and wellbeing. Hah. Well, okay, not quite... But still. I mean, I was riding down a pedestrianised, wide High Street avenue or whatever you're supposed to call it, at about walking pace (or just a tiny bit over it, maybe, I admit), minding my own business and trying to be as observant as I could, as always, and carefully and unobstrusively (to the best of my ability) weaving through the accumulation of people. I saw a few teenagers "doing the right thing" and walking alongside their bikes, and I thought, "Fine; probably a good idea if you don't want to have to be as vigilent as I try to be" and carried on down the bank. However, a few hundred yards or so later (or metres to the SI-philes amongst you lot, who prefer to spell such words as they were originally devised, unlike most Americans...), I pass by an irate man of state pension age, who promptly points a finger at me and says something along the lines of, "Get off and walk lad, or you'll knock someone over with that thing!" – to which I courteously respond with, "Well, I watch where I'm going, it's alright, I know, sorry..." So I carry on on my way to the library – which is where I am now, of course. And I have to send this now because it's logging me off – bloomin' fifteen minute limit on the "bistro" PCs... Except that I'm back again, having re-logged in. And I can't think of much more to say, really, which kind-of renders this a bit pointless. Oh well. Argh, there goes the "Ten minutes remaining, hostile computer-hogging user!" – woe is me for not bothering to go and sit down at a "more suitable" location for typing out such random furrays into my thoughts as this. If anyone actually reads this, I wonder what your attitutes toward "pedalists" may be... I personally think that, as long as people try to be careful and slow, and respect and observe the flock of meandering shee—err, pedestrians (gah, I'm beginning to sound like Jeremy Clarkson and/or my dad), and seek the clearest routes through the crowds (as long as it seems like a reasonable possibility – obviously I wouldn't try to ride through a "Mosh Pit" or anything, such is the so-called common sense that Dad keeps insisting doesn't exist for me...), and respects them in a responsible manner ("Don't Drink and Ride" perhaps??), then surely it shouldn't be frowned upon so much? Less than 20 seconds left to post this again, so bye... (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Thursday, July 14th, 2005
6:19 pm	When not to say "BANG!" Well hello there... I thought I'd post my first entry here; partly to prevent my wonderful girlfriend Sarah from nagging any more (haha :P I love youuuu...), but also partly because of a "shocking" event that happened today. Yes indeed, folks. I can tell you now that it is definitely not wise to exclaim "BANG!" quite loudly, during an all-important two minute silence for the London bombings. Oh well... I'm just glad that the normally harsh "fellow" students of my maths class didn't go on about it a lot, as I thought they might. The thing is, before you start making presumptions about my character (hah), I hadn't even realised such a "silence" had begun. I was staring out of the window, preoccupied with my own little dream world type moment (there are many), when I decided to turn back around, briefly glance down at the Mechanics book questions concerning vectors, and try to go through the newer stuff in my mind. It is then that I decided to be my usual "annoying" self and comment/query about a certain Mr. Trout's* t-shirt, because it's one of those slightly unusual designs that, for some reason, feature the word "BANG!" proudly printed in a huge font, back-to-front and upside-down, across the back. I wondered why the person sitting next to him immediately made that "be quiet" gesture with her finger over her mouth; then I was rather kindly informed that it was, indeed, a Silence. Being my usual rather eccentric self, I had not noticed this, as I said, having mentally disregarded the prolonged shrieking noise emanating from the "Tinitus Device" also known as the school "buzzer" (a simple bell would be nice — at least it's not a bloody war siren or klaxon thing, though); or the strange near-tranquil state of the classroom. Also being myself, I continued to exacerbate the impact by proclaiming that I had been "out of my head" at the unfortunate time; I then followed with a simple, foolish "Oops..." Oh well... At least, it seems, most of the people realised that it was a result of me having been unaware. They certainly wouldn't deny that they have a tendency to toss me aside into the metaphorical "loony bin"... Or, at the very least, regard me as "That Annoying Eavesdropper Who Won't Bugger Off Or Shut Up And Stop Butting In." — such is the state of my reputation within this sixth-form group. *sigh* Well, at least they're mostly reasonable people, the majority of them, and it's not a physical situation like it was back in my last secondary school... (1 Comment |Comment on this)