Win.

So, I had a 4 day interview last week with the army, called the AOSB (Army Officer's Selection Board) and got the results through the mail today. I passed. Good news! It means that I will definitely be starting at Sandhurst in September, but it has handed me a major problem. I need to attend Sandhurst at some point during the summer for a Pre-commission briefing, which is basically an introduction to life at Sandhurst.

I put my mind to the task, and came up with a plan, an expensive plan, but a good one nonetheless. I will fly out to camp on the 11th of may for Pre-pre camp, where I will spend a month, I will then leave camp on the 15th of June, fly home for the morning of the 16th, drive down to Sandhurst, spend a few days there, drive home, and fly back to the US on the 19th of June, to arrive back at camp on the 20th. Good times eh? but at least when I get back from the US I will be able to go to Sandhurst, instead of having to wait 4 months.

Censorship

A lot has been happening in the news recently regarding censorship. Just today, Jeremy Clarkson is on the block for making what is frankly a hilarious comment about Gordon Brown. I get that as broadcasters they have an audience that listen to what they're saying, but if you don't like it, don't listen to it, don't watch whatever they're on. Neutering what people can say on TV stands for everything that is wrong with this world. When did the entire population of England become pussies? Stop whining and deal with the fact that it isnt the 1950's anymore, people aren't like they used to be, we won't hold our tongues because it makes you uncomfortable. I damn sure wouldn't watch half the comedians or read half the articles I do if they were censored. Entertainment is meant to do exactly what it says, entertain, and censoring people will definitely put an end to that.

Work.

As stated previously, I work as a swimming teacher. 2 out of the 4 days I work, I have helpers in the water, the other 2, I teach all on my own. This post is for me to vent about the former. As with most things, there are good helpers, and there are bad helpers. Good helpers understand how to teach, they understand body positioning and they understand how to communicate best with children. Bad helpers, do not. I have told some of the helpers over and over again about how important it is for them to be in the right position to help the kids, but they seem to keep doing it their way. I rant about this a lot, but if people just did what I told them to, things would run a lot smoother, I have an IQ of 160 and an analytical mind, I'm not often wrong, so DO WHAT I FUCKING SAY. /rant

I am a genius. Fact.

It's true! I am a genius, I have figured out how to ensure that even when we get 10 foot of snow, We dont need to shut down our airports. The answer is simple, Flamethrowers. I know, right? Easy! It would save a whole lot of time and effort. Why employ snowplows when you can just melt the snow right away, hell, you could even use the tanks with a flamethrower attachment that were so popular in WWII. Then, to ensure that the snow didnt re-cover the runways, you can grit them, it doesnt take long, and it would make sure that the water didnt turn to ice. So, if youre reading this, Heathrow airport's disaster planning department, invest in some flamethrowers!

Angsty kids are ridiculous.

So about 4-5 years ago, I was an angst ridden youth with too much time on my hands and I decided to start writing some poems. (I should tell you that at this time, I was the guy who wore his heart on his sleeve, and was easier to read than a Mr Men book.) I uploaded these poems to my deviantart page (http://itsekko.deviantart.com) and one in particular has been pounced upon by the new age angsty kids. I'm not going to post it here, mainly because the writing is horrific and I am ashamed of it, but also because I dont want any angsty kids commenting on my blog. I will however give you all a direct link, it's at: http://itsekko.deviantart.com/art/Suicide-18539141.

The sad part about this is that I think there are a couple of poems on my deviantart that aren't too bad, a bit rough maybe, but far superior to that one. I guess it's like anything, give a poem a name like Suicide (its actual name) and people will read it, and some will like it.

Anyway, thats all for now, please enjoy laughing at my butchery of the english language.

Drew