Photo Of The Day – Eternal Hope

Eternal Hope a photo by memories of time on Flickr.

Morning guys! Yeah, so apparently today it’s back to the daily grind for me. I’m not sure wether to laugh or cry, to be honest. The positives are that I can get back into routine, and get up a lot earlier, and the negatives are a drastic cut back on laziness and gaming. Well, all good things must come to an end, as they say.

Today’s photo comes from another one of my Flickr contacts known as Kiyoshi Noguchi or, as many may know, Memories Of Time. The name that he gave to this fantastic photo perfectly fits it to a t. The warm sunrise look perfectly displays the message of ‘Eternal Hope’, and I hope that all our hopes can be eternal too.

亞歷克斯的！

Birmingham? Failure!

Yeah, the title just about sums this whole thing up, to be honest.

You see, since there was a little church concert going on in Handsworth, the youth decided to go up for it, and I managed to get along too. Now, it started at 19:00 hours sharp, which is what we were aiming to get there for, but due to some…difficulties…we didn’t get there as early as we had hoped.

It was 18:25 when we were meant to catch the bus, and so we did. The problem was that we were missing a fellow traveller who didn’t knwo the way by themselves, so we had to get off, and wait for them to meet us at another bus stop. The next bus was at 18:45, which we did manage to catch with everyone this time, and as we boarded the 126, it felt as we were finally making progress. Don’t think we were deluded or anything though, we knew we were going to be late, but just not as late as we got there for. The ride on the 126 lasted for 1 hour and 45 minutes, bringing us to 19:30 when we finally got off, only to find that this was not our final destination.

The walk to the next bus stop for the 33 or 51 (whichever came first), and waiting time was around 15 minutes long, taking our total time to 19:45, which none of us were really impressed with. Did I mention there were around twelve of us? Yeah, there were. Anyway, moving on, we caught the 33, which took us to the ‘One-Stop’ shopping center about 20 minutes later, and walked the rest of the way to Handsworth church for about 10 minutes for around 18:15. It had to have been the most failed trip I had been on yet.

Worse still, by the time we’d got to the concert, we only managed to listen to three songs before they closed! Now we were regretting coming in the first place, but the silver lining to the cloud was that there was a social after, which we were more than happy to stay for.

As we were getting ready to leave, however, we found that some of the group had dipped off and left a while ago, leaving around seven of us to make our way back. This was all at around 22:15, because the last bus to Walsall left at 22:29. So we part ran, part walked our way to the stop, and had a few close encounters with cars as we decided which bus to go on. The 51 across the road, or the one to Walsall? Eventually as we studied the time difference and the time our buses from Wolverhampton left, we settled on the bus to Walsall.

Now, a word of warning: Never go on the bus so late at night. Never. There are scary people out there.

As you can probably guess, we met some of those scary people. Well, more like a bus full of them, because everyone on the top floor apart from us seven were either drunk, or stoned. It was not the prettiest sight in the world, but definitely the most funny once you’d learned to laugh…and not cry. It did go a tad over toe top though with some girls in the back, and we were…slightly disappointed to find that they were joining us on our next bus. Once we arrived in Wolverhampton, we all went our separate ways. Some got lifts, and some caught the bus.

It was most definitely the most failed trip ever, but also the most interesting, too.

亞歷克斯的！

P.S I will be back later on with a few pictures and articles, but this is all I had time for this morning.

The Evening Post – Issue 15

Good evening fellow pressers, and readers. Yes, I do both of those things, so I can relate to both parties.

How’s life? Good? Bad? Oh, you’d rather not say? That’s fine, I guess we all have our secrets. Anyway, you know that post I said I’d been working on? I scrapped it. Yep. Gone. Deleted. Erased. All data value written over with zeros, for the tech neeks. I’ve decided to do a new post off the top of my head, since it feels natural, and I also have two events to tell you little people about in this post so, without further ado, I shall begin my epic tale…

Never let me run a bath. Really. I mean, like, if you ask me to run a bath and allow me to do something else whilst it’s running, you’ll reap the consequences, and they’ll most likely be a recreation of Noah’s flood in your own home. Neat, huh? Yeah, that’s not exactly what I thought when it happened to me on Friday evening. You see, I’d decided to run a bath, since my mother had been working so hard all day, and she usually never has one. I had good intentions alright, but for Alex, sometimes they just aren’t enough to guarantee that something’s gonna go well. My first mistake was leaving the bath to run, I’ll admit that, but really, who just sits and watches a bath fill? Anyone who agreed, I commend you. So I left the bath to fill, and decided (foolishly) to watch part of a movie called ‘The Replacement Gods’ on iTunes. It wasn’t my best idea, I can tell you that now. After a while I heard my mum shouting upstairs about a bath or something or other. My immediate response was ‘coming!’ but my memory soon jolted me into action. Minimizing the window (hey, it’s a habit, alright?), I sprinted into the bathroom only to come up to my ankles in water. Okay, I exaggerate, It came above my toes, but it was close. I swiftly threw all the towels I could find into place, turned off the tap, and drained the bath. So much for my ‘surprise’ for mum. It took a while, but after around forty-five minutes, I had managed to get the bathroom dry, and clear of water. My next task, as so pointed out by mum (who was not taking this well, I assure you), was to dry up downstairs where the water had seeped through. This was hard, because I didn’t have my trusty towels, but I set to work with my reliable *cough* mop. It took a while, I’ll definitely say that, but I managed to dry up all of the water that had found it’s way downstairs, and by the time all was said and done, I’d begun to develop blisters. If I was to describe it lightly, I would call it the most physical exercise I’d done in months. If I described how I really felt it, I would call it my own personal HELL. I have to be thankful that nothing was damaged though, as all the electrical circuits remained intact and usable…I just felt sorry for the carpet outside the bathroom. Of course all is well now, but Mum probably won’t trust me to run a bath until I get my own place…in which I hope the overflow has holes big enough to take large volumes of water.

Moving on to today…

Today was nice, and by nice I mean it was terrible at the start, but the evening made up for that. Kind of life’s way of paying me back, I guess. Anyway, I had pathfinders today. From 11 till 1. End of. That’s all I should have to say for all you guys to start going ‘aww’ and ‘poor guy’. If not, you’re just heatless, and I hope you can get a heart soon. It really is necessary for survival. The evening made up for my plight, however, when I managed to make my way to my good cousin Cadeem’s house, in which we decided to lounge on the couch with ginger beer and play Forza 4. *sigh* Good times, people, good times. The problem was that I was so wrapped up in playing that I lost track of time, and had to quickly rush off back home, seeing as it was nearing five, and I was meant to be back for four. Thankfully, my mother is a very lenient woman, and I escaped unscathed once more. The reason I’m telling you this is so that you aren’t disappointed when I tell you that we did record our Forza races, but unfortunately, seeing as the file is 2.2GB, and I couldn’t figure out how to shift it from my cousins laptop to my computer without some miracle where Dropbox suddenly gave me free space, I won’t be able to upload it today. I do, however, have some photos that I managed to take and move to my 512mb memory card from his camera to mine, so don’t worry, you can at least have some insight in to what I was up to.

I’m stopping this post here now, because I’m seriously tired (I had to fix another computer in the wee hours of the morning), so I hope this’ll be good enough till tomorrow morning. I’ll be starting my regular posts up again tomorrow, so there’ll be a lot more content being posted like before. I have to warn you though, I will be posting nothing on any Saturdays, so at those times you’ll just have to make do with the stale posts from the day before.

Alex Out.

再見!

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