- sometimes you just cannot be bothered –

Interestingly enough Tagboard's decided to delete 3 tags of its own accord. Why do I have the feeling someone musta written something highly offensive and blush-inducing. Now which one of you was it...

Ironic that this little skirmish with TagBoard should sum up the last 4 days. I lost 3 tags there. Newcastle have lost 5 games on the trot. And I'm losing the proverbial it, as it were. I've lost all the its there could be. Patience, faith, and most of all my mind. You have no idea.

It should have been apparent long ago. One could study and know all the stuff in the notes, and then one would excel in the exams. It's simple as that. Oh, you'd think, wouldn't you. I like to play football so I train but I wasn't born with Cristiano Ronaldo's shimmies and so life isn't that simple.

What bites is that you read and you read and then you try the papers and the male pattern baldness that runs in your family starts to set in. Prematurely, and forcibly.

And then some chap conveniently pops by, takes a cursory glance at the sheet of paper you’ve been staring at for so long that for some reason it’s beginning to resemble your Great Aunt Hilda, deliberates for the length of time it takes you to blink, then lets out a long breath accompanied by an ‘ohhhhhhhhh…’ before proceeding to embarrass you by making the solution seem as blatantly obvious as the huge zit on your chin. Or forehead. Or nose. You get my point.

Well, universe, bad news. I got other plans. I’m going to be that chap. So there.

Gotta stick it to the man.