Finger Moves & Confronting Unnecessary Xenophobic Anger

I wish I wrote this last night, as I am almost definitely sure that in my mind I had this blog written. Then I went out on ‘one’ and totally lost the genius of what I was to write. I should carry a notebook everywhere, would be incredibly useful to me. Maybe I will get one on my birthday this coming Thursday. It won’t be that exciting or an expensive present to come by, nor that I’d need it to be, as a likely case is that I’d find one in a draw.

Wouldn’t it be great if we all had robot filing cabinets following us around, reminiscent of that trunk that follows the wizard from Terry Pratchett’s discworld whom for the life of me I forget the name.

I sit once again on a train. It seems the best thinking can be done on here.

Isn’t it strange how when you have no money, you have no social life, you work constantly that there’s not a lot to talk about, that’s ‘going on’ in your life that’s more exciting. You could presume that’s the case for me, as that has been my few weeks since the last blog. Although, things do happen in my life, and that’s what makes everyday bearable in the end.

It is true that having no money makes me walk 45mins to work and back every day, which gives me around 90mins exercise a day. Check that out. Go on, for me. Although by working as a kitchen porter & there’s loads of food to spare, you put more on that I wish to lose. It’s all fun & games up on campus though. The language schools have arrived!! Yes that’s Italians, Germans, Spanish and French I believe. Their leaders are fantastic & some have great taste in music!

The reason why I went out last night was to mildly celebrate my birthday 3 days in advance in the most Cornish of ways with my work mates & the IP crew (language school leaders). A Great night & totally unexpected but thoroughly deserved.

Why you say? Why should I deserve a night on the said ‘razz’? Well… it was a rough day.

Got up far too early to pay rent, type up & collect all the information I have received from various acquaintances that include promoters, compares, comedians, performers and students. Then straight into work, then had one of the most important meetings this year. The events committee meeting which involves next year’s entertainment, and it feels like things will be mighty fine. Back to work soon after the stressful but interesting meeting… we are faced with over 450 to serve at dinner. That’s a shit lot. Pardon my language but I’m not bothered. In fact if you have such a problem with cursing then go milk a cow.

450 kids & leaders kicking off at extremely petty things. This one dude was a right nut job and blew his cork at a seemingly very innocent IP leader. It angered me, got right in there , told the guy to calm down before there were fists flying. I somewhat wish everyone went quiet and it was some sorta big faceoff & i’d walk in between them and go ‘Back off man, im a KP. Situation got me very angry, the pure cheek of him. I warn you now people if you don’t know me that well. I can be an angry person, easily tempered. My personality differs… I usually give an upbeat & friendly aura about the place & people assume I’m harmless. I keep emotions inside cause I don’t have time for arrogance & aggression. Doesn’t bother me, it’s who I am. One of the other KPs saw me striding around ready to throw old concrete bread rolls at that xenophobic Englishman & told me to go back into the kitchen.

I suggest the people of this web check out Vampire Weekend & their debut album & of course one of the best summery tunes ‘You! Me! Dancing!’ by Los Campesinos. If you don’t got it, get it. Excuse my grammar. This is a blog & I write how my mind speaks, its continuous prose.

Just saw this person whom looks like a man, but is very much woman, think monster and turn left. It’s not me being discriminatory, if you only saw. you’d cack yer pants. I apologise if this blog is too detailed into my goings on, the next shall be far more profoundly surreal!

So here I go, home, on this train. When I return, I will be 21.

4 Responses to “Finger Moves & Confronting Unnecessary Xenophobic Anger”

  1. Adrienne Says:

    The trunk was called ‘Luggage’, he mostly followed Rincewind around~

  2. benpetercatchpole Says:

    ah renji the wise!

    I want to play the discworld game again now

  3. Oliver Rudkin Says:

    Hey Ben,

    I’m glad you put the link up because I’m quite interested in what my friends (particularly photographers) write. If you make each post shorter, it’ll be much easier to keep up.

    All best,

    Ollie xo

  4. benpetercatchpole Says:

    haha rukin. Thx for the interest, but its the way I can vent! thus keeping up is your task, not my moderation :)

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