Right, question came up on skype due to my whinging,
What do you call these: (the ones on the left)
We call them polly pockets in my part of the world :)
Tabt calls them slippery fish, but that reminds me of a soggy vagina :)
What do you call them?!
First off - I'm going to sum up Runefest in a few words. Unforgettable. Unmissable. Socially welcoming and an all out hoot!
Could not have asked for a more enjoyable weekend, spent with better people if I'd tried! By the end of it my camera was hissing steam just trying to keep up with my demands on it! :P
For me, the long weekend began at 4AM Friday morning when I had to wake up to get dropped off to Belfast airport, catching a flight to London Gatwick at 6:30, and *hopefully* meeting Tabt there at around 8. After a few kinks, in which she wasn't getting paid, we managed to sort it out that she was able to come and meet me, (I'd have ended up sitting there until it was time to go home if she hadn't!). So, at 8AM we glomped and went to get some early morning caffeine to start off the day. We then moved into the airport station to get the shuttle to the Northern terminal! (There are trains in the airport! What?!)
The image from the front of the shuttle! We started running at the window and it made it look like we were running really fast :o
We then managed to get to our hotel and got early check in so we could dump our bags (no way could we have lugged those around for a minute longer). Then hopped off into London for a bit of sight-seeing, the London Tower, Millenium Bridge, Shakespeare's Globe theatre, and accidentally stumbled across the venue event! As well as that, Tabt had her runefest 2010 bag on, and whilst trying to give directions to a lady, two big guys with the same bags stood around pointing at her waiting to say hello. Apparently I was vermin, since as soon as I extended my hand to shake one of theirs, he backed away like I had the plague :(
After this we met up with some of Tabt's friends from previous meetups and Runefest 2010, all of whom turned out to be extraordinarily lovely people. We then drank in a pub for a couple hours, and moved onto namco a little early for the "Night Before" gathering, at Namco Arcade in London, which has everything! Including some dodgems where I lost the battery to my phone :( Luckily some kind men found it for me and we made it back to the hotel at around 3AM with some nom nom mcdonalds :o
The next morning Tabt got a call at 6:30 (yes, 6:30!) saying they wanted to go early and get in the queue. No thanks. I'm a bit of a grouch in the morning and refused to get up until the very last minute, and we had a lovely little system in the mornings where I slept and everyone else got readied, then I just fell into some clothes and toothpaste, very efficient.
We got to the actual Runefest event on Saturday morning, in time to queue to get in the VIP section, a little earlier than the rest of the people. Party Pete (gorgeous) was playing outside, as well as some musicians who came very close to having their pipes shoved up somewhere the sun didn't shine (they did not help my hangover - which was only in slight retreat thanks to McDonald's breakfast, paracetemol and pro-plus). When through the door we were given Runefest wristbands, lanyards and goodie bags, with a runefest pin, some signed concept art, a t-shirt and the Runefest item code (which now matches my max cape!)
Inside, the building was decorated to a very high standard, and looked superb, and we saw the balloons (OF DOOM) hanging from the ceiling ready to murder some poor soul the next day. We had a quick mosey into the VIP area (which wasn't all that great) before moving down in the dungeon for a spot of IRL dungeoneering, in which a very reluctant Mod Nexus was forced to lead our team, Sal's Realm, since he couldn't find any other JMods to take us, except one very sad and frightened looking JMod who had been relegated to handing out Rings of Kinship (haribo sweets).
Apparently, our team did absolutely crap, worst of the day (so far), as we were constantly reminded. I managed to solve 0 puzzles myself, apart from the wire at the end, where you had to navigate it without hitting the metal part, which pleased the quizmaster lurking round the corner. He was hilarious and one of the best members of staff at the event, imho.
When we finally escaped with our dungeoneering tokens (there were 8 skills, completing each one gave you a cool skill token, a nice little momento of the weekend), we tried a spot of Sumo wrestling did me and Goggie. The first two rounds Goggie more or less flattended me, and we ended up headbutting with some force, giving me a black eye! I got my retribution in round 3 by knocking him headfirst into a wall and nearly killing him :D
I'm in Green.
After that excitement we played the rest of the skills, did the penguin hunt, watched the bot busting talk (you can see us in the video for that one), popped on line to say hi to sals and get our codes, and then watched the Golden Gnomes, before heading off home to get changed for the halloween party.
For the most part, the party was fun, but the bar was expensive and it ended really early, and we trundled the entire way home at 1am freezing cold :P
Sunday morning we woke up, and got back to the venue about an hour after the festivities began, with the intention of drinking a little more to get a little more social (I'm socially awkward - it helps!). We attended a few more insider sessions, such as the "Sounds like a creature feature" where people made noises and had them manipulated to be the voices of monsters in an update next month - and Tabt got made into a baby dragon!
Shortly after we hit the bar big time, and it showed :P We went to the runescape quiz and the greatest glitches sessions more than a little trollied, sang the Phantom of the Opera loudly and obnoxiously during the quiz, then yelled "NINE THOUSAND AND ONE" at a mod asking about the number of glitches in runescape. By the time the talk for Runescape 2012 came around I had found Mod Emilee who I badgered a bit, and ended up missing the talk completely and instead stumbled around drunkenly, and took a picture of myself with an extremely well hung unicorn statue ;)
Then it was time for the balloon drop with the ballons (OF DOOM!). I can be seen in the highlights video jumping around very drunkenly and happily counting down. When they dropped, I decided it would be a better idea if I were to cover a greater mass by lying down and punching the balloons. After a few, I missed, hit the floor, and broke two of my knuckles. Yes, I now had a black eye and two broken knuckles. At least, talking to Party Pete afterwards, he promised to meet me in the toilet in five minutes, claiming "Party Pete swings both ways!", but alas, never did. I called him out on that a few minutes later and he strolled off, saying, meet me outside, now. He then turned around and said, "If Party pete goes outside he isn't allowed back in." So, I never got Party Petey :P
Then I harassed a lot of the JMods, particularly some pretty ones :D This was more or less the end of the weekend, after which we all went back to Namco for after-event activities, and a 3 hour drunken stumble through the streets of London, before cabbing it back to the hotel,( the taxi drivers never took us right to the hotel for some reason ), some spooning in the bed with Tabt whilst looking through some god-awful-hideous pictures we took :P
The next day my flight wasn't until 7:30PM, and Tabt was kind enough to endure unbelievable tiredness to shepherd me around London, showing me a few sights we hadn't seen on Friday, and get me to the airport, (lav you), and that was the end of a truly amazing weekend, with people who I feel I'll chat to for a long time to come :)
Runefest 2011 x
Logged into Runescape today for the first time in 104 days. The first time I'd logged into RS since the release of the last Grandmaster Quest, having spent a while on RS07 after that.
I eventually got logged in (the website it self froze my laptop at first). I disconnected during the opening cinematic, then disconnected twice more before I actually got moving. I ran from Lumbridge to Falador, disconnecting four more times again.
I gave it thirty minutes then tried again, this time the game ran more smoothly, but there was a stuck audio that I couldn't turn off despite my audio settings. Then I disconnected.
Safe to say I won't be returning to RS3, which is probably for the best anyway. Still contemplating membership and having another stab at RS07, but I think RS3 I'll just have to watch from afar.
So I got a no pic no proof response in my last blog to the tattoo - here's some pics to keep you going :P
These were taken whilst I was being stabbed repeatedly and praying for death.
WARNING: The following pictures have both my face and my boobies (I'm topless) in them. I take no responsibility if you either vomit and/or fall madly in love with me. Open at own risk. Viewer discretion advised.
NB: Glasses because I'm amazing. That and he said staring at the lights for an hour and a half would hurt me.
Haven't written a blog on here in bloody ages! But this seems like as good a time and as good a topic to blog about as any.
It's not exactly a secret, but whether you know or not, here it is: I'm gay.
Today, I finally told my mum and step-dad. It's quite a tough and odd one, because it's something we've discussed several times over the past few years, but mostly when either I or they have been intoxicated to high heavens and was kind of just left unspoken as I was never comfortable enough to outright say it.
However, in November 2012 I met my first... serious... I guess, boyfriend. We were seeing eachother for 2 months and we've now been officially together for 2 months. It's serious for me anyway, and I felt they deserved to know.
So, after finally getting them both to sit in the room (bloody mother wouldn't stop playing songpop until she realised I had my serious face on!) and choking up a bit on my words I finally managed to spit it out to them.
The really annoying part is after I having had previous drunken discussions I knew it would be 100% fine and that made stressing over it even more annoying and stressful. I'm truly blessed with my parents, and I know that.
Even so, the reaction I got underwhelmed me. Even though they knew I was expecting tears and a million questions.
To their eternal credit however, without batting an eyelid they both just said... "We know." and proceeded to ask me questions about my boyfriend and discuss problems with being brave enough to come out (he hasn't yet) and about problems in life from other people, and older generations in my family.
Bloody underwhelming, but something I've known I had to do for a long time, and I'm glad I finally managed the courage to do it.
However, you may have noticed this is only part 1. And this is the kicker, I have to tell my dad and step mum next week when I go back to England, so it doesn't feel like a weight's been lifted just yet. Or maybe it will once it sinks in. I know my dad and step mum will be just as fine, because it's been discussed before too. I just really want it to be over with and having to wait another week is not going to be fun :P
As I blogged about earlier in the week, yesterday, 3rd August, I went to see Iron Maiden live, in the Odyssey Arena Belfast, supported by Dragonforce.
We caught the train to Belfast at around 12:40 after minor delays, and, after 30 minutes of watching one strange dude try to chat up a girl on the train, (she was having none of it), we got off at Belfast and immediately went to grab some food before we did anything else.
After a horrific experience at Subway involving a lack of bread, a compulsion to put Salami on anything that moved and refusal to let us have cups to put our drinks in we finally left and headed for the center of Belfast.
We found a quiet little pub just off the main square and sat there with a few drinks for a couple of hours, before moving into City Hall itself to lie down on the grass in the sun, and check out the new screen that's been put there to promote the London 2012 Olympics.
At around 4PM we decided it was finally time to make a move toward the venue, stopping en-route for a Pick'N'Mix and a chat to some friendly folk in the Build-A-Bear Workshops. Close to the venue we sat down on a bench to finish our sweets before getting in the queue, where we were approached by a 51 year old Belgian lady (who I am convinced was Egghebrecht), who wanted to smoke but isn't allowed to at bus stops, so decided to talk to us for 10 minutes instead.
After a chat with her we moved off and finally arrived in the lengthy queue 90 minutes before the doors were set to open. So we plonked ourselves down and started to wait. We joined in with the chants for Maiden when approached, and promptly went insane when some crew members came outside and turned the cameras on us and began to record. I'm hopeful I'll be featuring on an Iron Maiden documentary / Music Video, but who knows? Watch this space.
We got let in at 6:20 and rushed to the merch stall since I was one of the first people in, grabbed this t-shirt and ran in to get as close to the front as possible, finding myself a nice patch of floor around 3 rows of people away from the front.
The first thing we saw when we arrived was, what appeared to be an incredibly small stage for some reason, two large screens on each side and a giant Dragonforce banner.
Now, I've heard my fair share of negative rumours about Dragonforce's inability to play live shows, their tendancy to turn up drunk to these shows and subsequently mess up the show. So, I didn't have high expectations for them, especially since they lost their vocalist last year. However, when they came on stage, they announced this was their first ever gig with their new frontman, and I was simply blown away.
They played a 40 minute set with old stuff, tracks from their new album to be released early 2012 and finishing with Through the Fire and Flames, as song which everyone knew :(
I also got a shout-out on stage from their bassist, Frédéric Leclercq, for screaming something about his insanely awesome huge curly hair during a lull in noise, which made my night before Maiden had even walked on stage!
The guy on the right is the one I yelled at, he then started playing with his hair and yelled "Damn right my hair is amazing!" back at me down the microphone :D
After Dragonforce had finished we were witness to something I will eternally credit Iron Maiden with. A quick set change. Within 15 minutes of Dragonforce leaving, Maiden were ready to take stage.
The Dragonforce banner had been taken down, to reveal a large curtain. After it was ready and the stage was set, we were confused. There was no drum kit, no stands, just 4 microphones at the front of the stage. Then hands started poking through the curtain, and the curtain started being pushed forward at the bottom, by what, we couldn't tell.
Then, the into to Maiden's latest album - The Final Frontier, which is about 4 minutes long hit. The roof promptly exploded and the crowd went wild.
Four minutes later the curtain is bulging beyond belief and the lights drop. The curtain falls and a huge set is revealed, with Bruce Dickinson simply strolling on stage.
By this point I had to stop taking pictures really, as the place was simply being torn apart. The event security, who usually strictly enforce the "No moshing" "No crowd surfing" and "No smoking" signs, gave up halfway through Satellite 15 and instead took to placing stretchers in the front for those who inevitably got knocked out. Lovely.
At this point I have to credit Bruce Dickson, in my opinion, the best front man of all time. There's really something to be said for a man who can tell a story about Islamic Maiden fans, Christian maiden fans, and refer to the Oslo murderer as a, and I quote, "tosser", and, as a result of this story, have a Northern Irish crowd join him in a chant of "Equality" before ripping into a song, resulting in the Northern Irish crowd (who still, in this day and age, have all the Unionist/Nationalist, Protestant/Catholic crap going on) linking together and swaying to scream "We're Blood Brothers" for about seven minutes solid.
After just over an hour of playing, they unleashed "Fear of the Dark" upon the crowd, who went electric for it. Moreso, when, halfway through the song, a giant Mechanical Eddie walked on stage and began to play guitar.
After this. It was time for Iron Maiden to play their final song, Hallowed Be Thy Name. Eddie had departed and the crowd joined in, thoroughly gutted the night was drawing to a close. Halfway through the room began to shake a little, and a loud rumbling noise erupted. Looking toward the stage, Eddie was back. And bigger.
After that, Eddie roared a cheerful goodbye, and Maiden took their leave.
The crowd however, were not finished with Maiden, roaring loudly for them to return, and within 3 minutes of frenzied screaming, Bruce was back, and his boys soon followed.
We were then treated to a three song encore which included their famous song "The Number of the Beast", where, we were visited by the Devil himself.
During the night, Bruce seemed to imply that this would indeed be their "Final" Frontier, their last world tour. Though he never outright said it, he implied it, and talked about how it showed who your true friends are.
It would be a crying shame for a band who clearly still have so much to give to finish, but they've earned it, and if it is their last tour, at least I got to see them once.
My favourite band of all time :P
Also - please note, none of these pictures have any zoom on them, so that should tell you a little of how close I got to the front.
EDIT: Sadly, I didn't get any of the things the band were throwing off stage - plectrums, drum sticks, etc.
However, Bruce's hat was thrown in and the guy standing next to me nabbed it. I did get my hand on it before being jumped on, scratched, trampled on, knocked over and caught in a scene worse than any of the mosh pits :D
Bloody Maiden fans.
Been a while since I've blogged about my actual life, and I figure now is as good a time as any.
My Runescape membership has expired, on 7th December 2012, exactly 6 years to the day after I made my first account. I'm officially no longer a paying member and consider myself retired from the game. No regrets, thoroughly enjoyed it but it was just time to move on :)
University has been a bit of an up and down, absolutely loved every part of it, just took some adjusting to, and after two months came out to my housemates, who were fantastic about the whole thing, so that was pretty cool.
Been at the doctors a few times already, and looks like I'll be going back in on Monday. Blergh. Hopefully everything's okay though. Just a bit worried with the amount of times I've had to go at the minute.
That's about it really, just wanted somewhere to jot down a few things :P
It's been a few months since I wrote my blogs on coming out (and did the actual coming out) to my parents. I generally tend to avoid going too personal on these things but since I got such support in the first two blogs I thought I'd post an update and reflect on them myself.
My mum and step-dad were absolutely fine with the whole thing, and I subsequently came out to my older step-sister and cousin, who were both chuffed to be honest.
My dad and step mum were also okay with it, but things were a bit strange with them and we didn't talk as much. I've only actually seen them once since but they both frequently chat to me via text and Facebook and I'm staying with them at the end of this week with none of my other siblings so that should be a good way to gauge it.
The family member I'm most worried about telling is my 10 year old brother. We've always been extremely close and he's always really, really looked up to me. I've accepted that being gay isn't something to be ashamed of, and I'm not anymore, but I'm really just hoping that, despite him only being ten it won't affect our future relationship as he gets older.
My boyfriend came out to his mum, who was fine with it, but less supportive than my mother was. I'm going staying with him for a week in June, and he's staying with me for a while in August, by which point I'll have had to tell my brother and sister (less worried about sister - from having been at school with me for years she knows, but has never had it confirmed.)
I've also become a lot more confident about the whole thing. I've recently started a new job and found myself quite easily being able to tell my colleagues that I'm gay. Not in a scream-and-shout about it kind of way, just casually so they have no misconceptions about me.
I've also (with the help of Gonzyy) designed my first tattoo which I've been searching for, for a number of years, as significant to the last 12 months of my life, which has been pretty monumental. I've printed it out and have it up 3 times on my bedroom wall. If I can still bear it at the end of summer I'm getting that done in September.
All in all, not bad
The highly awaited sequel to coming out Part 1 is here!
Before we begin, it's probably worth mentioning at this point that I've literally just done it and feel like poo. I'm not after sympathy, I just want to write all this down, spew it out, but I also want to share it in a blunt manner.
So I just told my dad and step mum that I'm gay. I felt compelled to do this after I told my mum and step dad last week, and to be honest, I really didn't want to and found this one a hell of a lot more difficult.
I sat down on the bed and just stammered my words out and said to them. They both said it was fine and they still loved me and had apparently guessed that I was in a relationship from the pictures on Facebook that I'm in with my boyfriend.
I don't really know what else I could have expected from them, but I didn't feel in any way comforted like I did with my mum and step dad, and I don't feel like they were okay with it even though I know deep down that they were.
I think the worst parts were they kept talking about it not affecting my education and how other family members would react. Obviously I know the rest of my family are going to find out, but .... I don't even know. Just the way they said what they said didn't really make me feel okay. Which is horrible, because obviously it's something they have to deal with too, but I dunno.
I was talking to them for all of five minutes and now I'm in bed after having had somewhat of a breakdown. I've never felt so poopy and just want my mum :P You'd never guess I was going on 20 this year would ya?! :P
Don't know. Maybe there'll be a part 3 when I get my head around this, but right now it doesn't really feel like anythings been lifted off my shoulders.
Haven't blogged for like 6 months and there's not much activity in this section so figured I'd write a blog!
Not that I have much to say really! I've finished the academic part of my 2nd year of university, starting a five week placement as an assistant teacher in a secondary school in two weeks time, English department. Terrified but looking forward to finally getting some hands on experience in a classroom.
Still working in the Student's Union shop, but have also recently got a job in the Student's Union bar too - gonna be working both of those come September! Yay me!
Not a whole lot else to say really, but hi
I came across this article on Facebook today about homosexuality. I don't usually weigh in on such matters, but this article is just brilliantly hilarious, so I thought I'd share it here. Not as a means of starting controversy or an argument. It is what it is.
Source of Article, or read spoiler below.
After hearing Merch Gwyar's information on the state of pedophillia in Runescape (and the internet as a whole, no doubt), she has written a brilliant article outlining the key points, dangers and what you can do.
You can read the entire article (and it's a must-read for everyone) here: http://wizzley.com/runescape-paedophiles-cyberbullies/?pr=1976
Whilst I know it's an issue that it's easy to make light of and sweep to one side, it is a real problem, and one that I personally feel the community as a whole should be aware of.
So please try and keep the comments sensible on this one guys :)
So I finally got my first tattoo done on Tuesday (3 days ago)!
I'm absolutely in love with it, and will post pics as soon as it's healed and looks non icky :P
Have to say that was one of the scariest experiences of my life and anyone who says getting a tattoo doesn't hurt is full of shizzle. I got mine under my right moob and it goes round and down my right side a little ways.
As for getting more, I do have a couple others that I've been keen on for quite some time, but will leave that quite a while yet, see how I feel about them.
On a side note, I'm back at uni, classes start again on monday and I'm working again at last, been given tons of hours over freshers week which was a godsend. $$$$$!
And pretty soon, it looks like.
The building the chippy I work for is housed in has been bought in the last couple of weeks by new owners. Those new owners have in turn pumped the rent up to ridiculous levels. My boss thinks it's an inadvertent way of forcing us out of the unit, without actually chucking us out. My boss is attempting to negotiate with them, but landlords very rarely change their mind, sadly.
As such, I'll probably be out of a job by the beginning of July, and, since I'm moving in September and am away for the first three weeks of July, there's very little chance I'll be able to get a job during the Summer. Poo.
Probably going to end up signing on for the Summer, something which I always joked about, but, in reality, never wanted to do. I'm not a man of leisure and I don't want to sit at home all Summer! BLAAAM!
Disclaimer: Despite the obvious joke at the end. I am in fact, 100% serious, :(
Been playing a bit of Guild Wars 2 on someone else's computer lately, and since I had enough Tesco vouchers to order it for free, I did it!
Game is arriving tomorrow and I'll be starting to play. This should be interesting! :D
I bought a pack of runecoins last week, so that I could buy the pegasus teleport and some emotes. The payment took a while to process (as Jagex payments usually do for whatever reason).
I checked my bank statement this morning and see they've charged me twice for the same pack.
So I went onto the forums and made a post asking what's going on. A mod replied within an hour saying, no you weren't, but I've sent you a message in your in-game message centre explaining the problems.
So I went to log into my account to check said message, and they've locked my account.
Went through the process of unlocking it, checked the in-game message which just said "No, you haven't been charged twice", essentially.
Now I'm cross. Trying to get in contact with one of them and send them my bank statement.
What do you get when you mix World 6 Barbarian Assault with one of the crappiest internet connections know to man? (Ty Sky Broadband.)
Action pose when the rounds end!
What fun I had, especially when I found another guy with a plinth :P
The Floating Man!
OMG, don't fall!
Then I found a friend with a plinth and he spread his legs on his plinth ;)
Oh, nice crotch ;)
There were a few others, but I'll save those for a rainy day.
I'm off to Italy a week on Tuesday with school. I'm properly excited, as we're visiting Rome and Sorrento and there's so much history behind it.
It's my second international school trip (in two years), but I'm actually paying for 3/4 of this one myself, so it's a little bit more... significant? Not sure if that's the right word to use. But putting £1,000 towards this trip makes me a little more aware of the effort it's taking to get me there, because I've been putting my wages away since October to pay for it.
Absolutely can't wait, I paid it off a few weeks ago and have finally received my European Health Card today, the last thing I need!
Italy here I come!