All good things come to an end

It's been quite some time since my last post, something like four months in fact and things have gone for the better surprisingly in the intervening four months. My very first conceptions for this blog was for it to be a place of unbridled fury and vehement distaste, which was at the time the main things that gripped my mind. Yet four months on all those feelings have all but evaporated, the pessimist within me has slithered back into its cave and replaced by a cynical optimist, I still harbor some form of resentment towards various matters, yet I no longer feel the inevitability of such matters and its gloomy entailments. So with that I have decided to revive this blog and lead it in a new direction, much like a phoenix reborn among among the ashes brighter and livelier than ever.

I do not know why I'm felling better than ever, my usual excuse of Arsenal's form deciding my mood for the next couple of weeks really doesn't hold any ground anymore since if such a theory was to be true, I'd really should be on the brink of suicide given their less than inspiring performances over the second half of the season. I really am not able to put a finger for my sudden rejuvenation, maybe its the apathy, maybe its the possibility of university, a chance to ply my (admittedly limited)skills abroad in a new environment. Whatever the reason Its good to be good.

It is with fitting irony that i start off this new era of my blog with a post about the end of an era in my life. Yesterday the 9th of May was (officially) the last day of college for me and it truly is a sobering thought. The last 13 months of college life has really shaped a huge part of who I am, intellectually and spiritually. Friends have been made along with enemies too, although I do try my best to steer clear from inciting animosity between me and anyone else. Suffice to say my experiences with my mates of 0703PM13 has been nothing short of brilliant.

When I first started college I just came back from a 9 week long crack at being an exchange student in Spain and I was practically bursting with excitement come the first day of coll. Yet it was sort of anticlimactic with our first class being taught by the biggest fattest bitchiest non cock wielding disgrace of a woman lecturer, that's more words than she deserves in fact. Well it wasn't all bad, at least I ended college with the greatest lecturer ever giving us a farewell befitting such an occasion in our last lesson in college. It would be a really tedious process talking about the highs and lows of my time in coll so I figured giving you guys an impression of the tumultuous beginnings and an affectionate end to my college life would give a a good enough lead on how the past year panned out.

It really has been a great ride, thrills and spills along the way with seriously unhealthy levels of laughter all round, its been great fun PM13, I never thought it would be but thank heavens I was proven wrong.