I am a pantheon of useless knowledge which can help during exam time, anyhoo, a wise man once said that you should never write when you’re feeling emotional or sentimental, never really thought of it like that before but I kind of agree. PMA all the way. #2013 HOO-RAH!

First January exam of 2013 went like the perfect first date. (For arguments sake, the exam paper will play the role of the female on the date). She was wined, she was dined, she got a little lucky ;-) and she went home satisfied……….They always do ;-) #BestInTheWorld HOO-RAH!

On the 41st Day of Christmas (out of 67)……….yesterday was ‘Christmas Day” on campus, which would make today Stephen’s Day I guess, but anyhoo, ‘twas a class day. It had the whole first day of RAG Week vibe going on, just with a Christmassy theme. Beer cans all over the place, people stumbling in&out of lectures, tis the season folks. But FINALLY people embraced their inner Christmas Jumper by FINALLY wearing them, only 40 days after I started, but hey, I appreciated the love. Today is Tuesday, meaning only 3 real days of Uni left til Christmas Holidays(3rd level, Fridays pretty much mean Saturdays Part 1) followed by January exams. Can’t believe we’re in the last week of the 1st semester, which means we’re half way through the academic year. Totally freaks me out how quickly it’s flying by. School never flew by. School dragged on forever, a day felt like a week, a week felt like a year, a year felt like a lifetime. But with Uni/College, it’s the total opposite. Time flies when you’re having fun I guess. “Too much fun, what’s that mean? It’s like too much money, there’s no such thing. It’s like a girl too pretty, with too much class, being too lucky, a car too fast, no matter what they say I’ve done, I ain’t ever had too much fun”. Never admit to having “too much” of anything. Life is to be lived. #Hashtag #ChristmasLove HO-HO-HO-RAH!

On the 34th day of Christmas (out of 67)……….how are we already half way through? Time flies when you’re having fun I guess. Anyhoo, where do we start. It’s well established I’m a big Killers fan, Mr.Brightside to this day is kinda like an anthem for me since 2004, and I do love their Christmas songs and the fact they’re for RED, but, “I Feel It In My Bones”, I don’t know. It’s good, but Santa’s not evil. Aren’t we forgetting the true meaning of Christmas? You know, the birth of Santa. I’m just sayin. #Hashtag #SantaIsSound HO-HO-HO-RAH!

On the 15th Day of Christmas (out of 67)………so, word around the playground aka Uni, is that today, around the world, is “National Smack an Ass Day”. So, let me get this straight, you get to smack an ass and it’s ok? Really? I thought not, what it REALLY is is “National Let Girls Sexually Harrass Lads By Smacking Them On The Ass Day”, cus let’s be real, what girl in her right mind is gonna wanna let someone smack them on the ass? I certainly don’t know any and I know some crazy chicks. But yeah, hey, it’s a novelty holiday to kinda get you warmed up for The Giving of Thanks, or as they say in the States, Thanksgiving. Wearing a rather fetching red Christmas cardigan with white Christmas trees on it, but I’m kinda irked. Winter old buddy old pal, where in the blue “Christmas” are ya? Seriously? It’s waaaaaaay too hot outside for this time of year. It’s more shorts and really really really ridonkulously tight t-shirt weather than Christmas jumper weather. So come on man, trying to spread some Christmas cheer here, show me some love. Anyhoo, that’s all I really gotta to say about that and everythingy for the time being. This assignment ain’t gonna do itself, pretty goodass if it could though. Magine, a pen that came to life and was the craic and you and the pen would get yourself into some serious jams along they way. Footnote, I prefer to handwrite before I type. #Hashtag #TheGreatestAssignmentDoerAndAcerThatEverLived HO-HO-HO-RAH!

On the 12th day of Christmas (out of 67)…………saw something today that you hear about on the playground but you never actually believe happens, yes I, BRIAN, bore witness to someone actually willingly purchasing a “Bounty Bar”, yes, a Bounty Bar. You know, Bounty Bars, the sweets that are always left over at Christmas from a box of Celebrations, the ones that are only included as a form of punishment for the naughty kids at Christmas but even they won’t eat them. Seriously, I was both shocked and agog. Her reply when I quizzed her on her Bounty Bar exploits:”I love them”. Not gonna lie, I kinda sorta dig crazy chicks ;-) Still the only person wearing Christmas jumpers, but hey, everyone else on campus will catch up, it’s only natural. Anyhoo, it’s tutorial attending time, God Bless Us, Everyone. #Hashtag #TheGreatestNonBountyBarEaterThatEverLived HO-HO-HO-RAH!

On the 8th day of Christmas……………..so gonna use the “I am happier than a parent-less Macauley Culkin when I am with You” line tonight, will put me over big big big time. That and my Christmas jumpers of course. Last years killer line was the Hanson lyric “You’re my favourite Christmas sweater”, not gonna lie, it was kinda of a big deal line wise. I reckon, so far the reception to me wearing Christmas jumpers has been 70%-30% positive-negative. You’ll always get a few who didn’t get their Optimus Prime action figure when they were young that will rebel against the jumpers, but hey, it’s all good. 8 days in, 59 to go. Chrismazing! #Hashtag #TheGreatestOneLinerComerUpperWithThatEverLived HO-HO-HO-RAH!

I know I say this every term, but this definitely is gonna be the busiest term ever, EVER. The second ever is for emphasis, EMPHASIS obviously. But yeah, today is the 5th day of Christmas, and so far, the responses to my Christmas jumper wearing this early in November have been mixed, as usual. Topman girl, who I now love, was really cool about me wearing them so soon, “the great thing about Christmas jumpers is that they have an effect on the person wearing them and those around them”, yeah, that quote isn’t Joycian, but hey, she was really really really ridonkulously good looking, I’m a sucker for bright red lipstick, what can I say. Girl today in SU shop referred to my Christmas jumper wearing as “scarily early”. Clearly she was just jealous of my thang with Topman girl, whatevs. Anyhoo, gotta get back to being busy. By the by, the Walking Dead last night, can’t believe I’m gonna say this, but after watching it(no spoilers), I felt the exact same way I felt after watching Bambi, it was really hard to watch, made for great tv, but really hard to watch. #Hashtag #TheGreatestWearerOfChristmasJumpersThatEverLived HO-HO-HO-RAH!

That was a rather dark post I must say, and I’m not even a dark guy, I’m a deep, over thinking, somewhat neurotic guy, but certainly not dark, so for that, I apologise, bright sparks. It’s funny, while I was in the midst of going through my meriod, I was thinking about not caring anymore(“ya hear me? I’m not afraid anymore) and so forth, and as I was doing so, I realised, I do actually care, go figure. Funny thing today, girl at the campus cafe, God love her, English(or maybe the Irish accent), wouldn’t be her thang, not sure she was sure what I was on about, actually no, scratch that, I know she didn’t know what I was on about and the proof is in the pudding. I’m an oatmeal guy, but it has to be with warm milk, none of this cold milk carry on. Anyhoo, the girls at this particular cafe know me(and my various Simpsons gauges), so they get me&they fulfill my various needs&wants(nope, not turn-ons, this ain’t that kinda place), new girl with no real appreciation of the Irish brogue(accent, not boot), not so much. So when I asked her for some lukewarm milk(with a please thrown in there for good measure), her response was kinda awesome, rather than replying with a “yay” or a “nay”, she stared down at her twin lady parts and well, gathered I was inquiring about another form of “lukewarm milk”. I was thrown, but luckily I had a partner in crime who was able to properly explain that I only wanted heated milk……..from a carton, that came from a cow, for my cereal. It was the Luke that threw her, not the 1st time I’ve been besmirched by a Luke. Anyhoo, I got my milk, I had my cereal and it was goooooooood. P.S, Walking Dead last night was 5 stars, clearly that’s what was missing from my life as of late. #Hashtag #IGotAWayWithWords HOO-RAH!

I’m bizzzzzack. Been a while. As I’ve said a bajillion times, when you tweet, it literally takes 20 seconds tops, but when you blog, it takes time and I gots no time. Do I wish I had more time? Of course, but I don’t, so gotta make do. Anywho, week&a half back into college and so far so good, scratch that, so far, so really really good. Even though I got the worst locker that ever lived, number 70, have to get down on my hands&knees to open it, so unfair, ah no, I love ya 70 ya big fejecker ya. But in other news, Fairs Day was today, think I joined 7,000 societies on campus, but I could be wrong. Seriously though, I blacked out and John Hancocked left right and centre, gonna be some mad emails coming my way later on. Anywho, that was then this is now, I have a book to read. I Can Make Out With Any Girl Here………………………………………………………………………..is the name of the book, not a brag, I swear, no brag…………………… beat that ya little trout sniffers………oops. #Hashtag #TheGreatestMakerOutterThatEverLived HOO-RAH!