|||||'Mysterious Ways (Solar Plexus Magic Hour Remix)' by U2||]|
Firstly, happy birthday to my friend Chris, even if it's a day late and even though he's not reading this. It's interesting and saddening how you can drift away from people you grew up with. Chris and I were friends since birth - our mothers met in hospital - and grew up together. So many of my early memories involve him. I had various friends who came in and out of my life - Shane, whose brother and father both committed suicide and could have done so himself by now, Philip, who randomly vanished from my life, Ben, the quiet little boy who I hope amounts to something, Emily and Claire, the twins I randomly met years after we lost contact and didn't hear from since - but Chris was always my friend. Chris M, as opposed to Chris J, who seems to keep on randomly coming in and out of my life and probably became a drug addict. When I left NZ, Chris and I would send daily faxes, I'd visit him every holiday there and sometimes stay the night, he even came here for a holiday, and then we slowly started to drift apart. Last time I spoke to him was a good few months ago, when NZ won the Bledisloe Cup. I can't believe how I barely speak to him any more, though I don't like who he's growing up to become.
Secondly, happy birthday to Sam, even if it's two days late and he won't be reading this, though knowing my luck he will be soon. Mum and Alan are going on holiday in February - late February, I think - and if Nan's not back from NZ by then, I'll have to stay at Sam's and I'll want to update my LJ while I'm there (it's blocked at school), so I'll have to tell him. Or maybe, Lauren, I could e-mail updates to you from school, but that means I won't be able to read my friends page. Blah. I hope Nan gets back.
Thirdly, to state the glaringly obvious, it's my birthday tomorrow, and my family, being my family, wants to take me out for lunch. On normal years I've been unable to refuse. This year, however, I finally have an excuse. After the last couple of days, I'm thoroughly exhausted and want to just sleep. No lunch for me, thank you. I just want to sleep in for my birthday and not go anywhere. We had a good time last night and today, though ( and you may read more about it behind here.Collapse )
Oh, and Sam also gave me the (mp3-sourced) bootlegs he owed me. My tally of 11 O'clock Tick Tock copies has increased, and here's a list of the boots;
- Rock's Hottest Ticket, 29 April 1987, Chicago
- Another Time Another Place, 6 March 1981, Boston (two fantastic performances of 11 O'clock Tick Tock, and Touch is amazing)
- Like A Song, 26 February 1983, Dundee, so named because it's the only concert Like A Song ... was performed at.
- 30 October 2001, Providence
- 25 October 2001, New York (I may be trading for the NY show the night beforehand with someone in NZ soon)
- 8 August 2001, Barcelona, incomplete, I'm so glad I've downloaded the full boot from elsewhere.
- 1 August 2001, Arnhem, The Netherlands
- 21 July 2001, Turino, Italy
- 28 August 1993, Dublin
- 22 October 1984, Bordeaux
Very cool, I'm most pleased. U2 fans may also appreciate the rarity of the song in my current music. For now, I am off to bed. Or I might write, despite my tiredness, because I feel in a writing mood.
--- 10:06pm ---
Wait, I'm not doing either. Two things I must mention.
1. Eeeep, wibble, quiver, and all that. In exactly ten months, I will have finished high school for good. We got the term dates for the year today, and not only are our holidays longer than normal - two weeks for Easter (woah, second year in a row it's been more than 10 days, I'm liking this) and 26 days instead of 21 for winter are the two most notable - but the grade twelves finish on November 16, and the fourth term is often seen as simply a formality, term three's what it's all about. It scares me that I'll soon be finished school. I don't know what I'm going to do when I leave school. Far too many choices. Writewritewrite and damn well hope for successsuccesssuccess.
2. Although we had some good times yesterday and today, sometimes I felt quite empty hanging around my friends. I don't know what it is ... it does feel like some of my online friendships are much more stronger and fulfilling than those with the guys here, and I have more fun and am happier talking online than hanging around with the guys. Oh yeah, watching the videos was good at playing pool was good fun at times, but at others it got dull and I was starting to wish I'd planned differently. I don't know. Maybe if they - referring more to Aaron and Jamie than Sam (and Tom, who left Sam's a short while after I got there) - shared more common interests with me or something, and didn't threaten to harm me if I mentioned U2.
Oh, and 3., sadly there were no Bibles. Maybe I can get one off the school or something.