Ever read a Murakami novel? I'm in one. I promise-everything is there but at the same time it's just in the back of my head. In the gap between "College" and "University" people my age enjoy a very long summer break from the beginning of May, June or July (when their exams end) until they start studying in September or October. A fairly long time ago when I finished my GCSEs, my parents shipped my off to Egypt with them. I'd lie there, white as Nick Griffin's ghost, thumbing through paperbacks whilst a nauseating impacting niggle stabbed at the back of my head. It was of course the realisation that I'd gone an hour without opening a text book which was swiftly countered by the realisation I had no more exams for the next two years ish.
Walking down a shit street in shit weather to my friend's house and beaming to myself after my final A-level exam I realised the exact same thing was beginning to occur. The question was or rather is, what do I do with my time? So like the man off the Far Cry 3 demo says I make like a protagonist in a Murakami novel and loaf around, humdrum, vaguely sexually inclined and passive. Over and over again.
I suppose this offers up opportunities to write more on this blog and possibly take request to do reviews. This is something I would be interested in doing within certain time constraints though. With that, I look towards the next bit of news or discussion and to some more followers-tell your friends! Get them to tell their friends! Over and over and over