This is going to be a short entry, because Torchwood is starting on TV soon, and I have to bear in mind that I have to go across the road to watch it. It feels like the 50s when it seems that only the neighbours had colour television.

Alot's happened since I last wrote here, and I was going to update this morning, but for some reason I couldn't log on =(  well, what matters is that I'm here now.

Over the past week or so one of my Uncles died, so I had to go home to be with my family, and though I'm glad that I could be there with them, I was restless because I was missing so much work, but all of my lecturers have offered help and time to catch up. Hence I've named this "recover". (The other reason I called it that because at the moment one of my favourite songs has a really awesome hook in it that goes "and I need you to recover, because I can't make it on my own." I really liked it anyway...)

It's really naff, but I suppose if I don't put it on here there's not too many places that I can upload it really, but I wrote this which was inspired by my uncle's condition. It's called "Hope".

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My beta-reader person wasn't sure about it because of the ending, and I'm aware that it's not the happyest of things that I've written, but it made me feel better to write it down, because when I found out about my Uncle I wasn't in London and my mum phoned me when he'd passed away and told me that everyone was at the hospital and that got me down but it didn't really feel like he'd died, so I had to push myself through the thought processes of what I wrote to make me cry about it. Why did I have to cry? Because I felt guilty that I wasn't...
Anyway, I hope you liked it and that it wasn't too depressing. And now I have to run across the road.

Nuri out
*salute*

Since my last blog entry quite a few things have happened (although the last blog entry that I wrote didn't really explain anything about what was happening, it was just an introductory thing...)

For starters I've moved! There's this whole big melodrama about my Uni accommodation. Basically the University that I'm at oversubscribed by 400 people, so there were 400 students that they couldn't accommodate. This meant that some of us ended up in some random village staying in some other random Uni's accommodation. It wasn't that bad, it was like a dorm, and it was really fun, but the travelling was a bit much, being as it was 16 miles from the uni so we had to get the train. Anyway, I'm in proper uni accommodation now, and so yesterday I was moving.

We were unloading the stuff from the car and putting it in my room, and I was just watching all this stuff just pile up in the small space between the desk and the cupboard just thinking "...how the hell am I gonna fit all this stuff in here??" because this room is quite a bit smaller than the one I was in before, but I managed it, and now I feel really good, because I'm actually here and I don't have to worry about moving again until September.

I was unpacking yesterday and when I'd nearly finished I took my posters out ready to give my room a Nuri-make-over when I noticed the sign on the door with the rules, saying that we're not allowed to put posters up. I put them up anyway (I use white tack, it's not like it's going to leave a mark...) because for me it doesn't feel like home/my room unless my posters are up. When I first got my room in September, it didn't feel like it was my room until I'd put my posters up, and as soon as I took my posters down when I was moving, I felt alright about moving because it didn't really feel like my room anymore.

But getting to the random village where I was living from London was quite funny, because I had to get to Victoria station so I could catch the train. The thing is, at the moment the Victoria line doesn't stop at Victoria station, so I had to get the Circle line there. The Circle line for a while is linked to the Hammersmith and City and District line.

I felt incredibly stupid when I eventually realised quite a few stops after that I was on the Hammersmith and City line, and so turning back and waiting for trains means that I missed the original train that I was going to get, and I just felt like a total muppet. Luckily for me I got there just in time for the next train (which was an hour later haha). But yeah, that's one of the lessons I learnt, to make sure that I'm actually on the right train...

The second lesson I learnt the other day is quite funny I think. Well it is looking back on it. I stopped off at the co-op on my way from the train station to my room so I could start packing, and I had to get some food, and I needed to get some soap so that I could shower. I didn't have enough money to get a multi-pack of soap, so I thought I could get away with just getting a single bar of soap, and the only single ones they had were the co-ops own brand. I didn't really mind too much, because I've used their shampoo before and it's cool. I didn't realise until I got back that it was vegetable soap. "o_O:" I thought, but I didn't really have to much choice so I went to have my shower. I kid you not when I say that afterwards I literally smelt good enough to eat...

It smelt like vegetable oil...

Next time I'll put the baked beans back and get a multi-pack of soap...

I realise that this blog is extremely mediocre, so I'm going to stop writing now. I'm probably only writing it because I don't want to look at the essay that I'm meant to be writing because it's very poorly done...

I think that procrastinating is an art which I excell in...

I apologise for the fact that most of this blog doesn't really make any sense, this hasn't really been a good ramble haha. Thanks for reading anyway though!

Nuri out.

Good morning starshine! The world says "Hello"!

Pfft, as if, for a start you're probably not a starshine, I don't even know what that is, but I doubt that they can read let alone breathe in general, which I hope you're doing right now (if you're not, then I'd be quite worried. They might blame my blog for being that terrible that you decided it was high time to stop breathing as a 'quick and easy' way to kill yourself and get away from this poor excuse of a blog, which hasn't even started yet. What's even more sad is that if you're holding your breath in an attempt to get away from my blog, then there's something wrong with you, because all you really have to do to get away from this awful page is click 'Back')

Right...where was I? oh yeah...another thing wrong with the opening sentence of this entry (and blog as a whole) is that the world doesn't talk. People living on the world do, as do other living things (albeit in different species-languagey-things) but the world as a whole has no voice. At least I don't think it does.

Anyway, all of that is beside the big point of this particular blog entry, which is to introduce myself and my blog. Well, more myself, because this is my first ever official blog entry, so there's not too much of my blog to introduce as of yet, but maybe I can give you an idea of what's to come.

Right, so I'm Nuri, nice to meet you. Although having said that I don't know who you are, so I have no idea if it's really nice to meet you, but I suppose something you should know about me is that I can be really naive. I also change my opinion quite alot, because I don't really have too many set opinions on anything. Sometimes I have it in my head that everyone is a nice person deep down, and other times I'm convinced that everyone has alterior motive that they're hiding from everyone else.

I don't have too many set opinions on anything because I don't really like thinking about big things as a whole. I have a general area that I usually stick to. Pour le example: God. You're probably rolling your eyes, not this old argument (if your not rolling your eyes, I certainly am). I sway more towards atheism myself, but personally I don't think it really matters does it? I was thinking about it earlier today, I saw a sign that reminded me of something, and I thought about the whole idea that everything happens for a reason, and that there's this whole big plan about what's going to happen and why things happen and blah blah, and...well...does it really matter if that's right or not? Knowing the truth about the way things are (if there is such a thing) isn't really going to change too much is it? If anything it would make things worse because people would then be convinced that whatever they did had no purpose because everything is random, or say that whatever they did was already decided and that they had no choice and what not.

*clears throat* and there you have it, the fine art of rambling. 7th paragraph into my blog and I still haven't really said anything constructive.
Now I have no idea what to write about. Oh right, bout time I started actually blogging and explaining what the title of my blog is all about.

Janus isn't some fancy way to say anus, it's one of those Roman things. Janus was the god of beginnings (hence 'January') who had two faces pointing in opposite directions. I like the idea that January is a time for looking forward and looking back at the same time. This is the reason my history teacher gave me for us having resolutions at this time of year instead of any other, because we look back over the past year at how things were, and we look to the coming year to see how things could be. It was (and still is really) my opinion that we shouldn't need an excuse to change our lives, why do we have to wait till the new year to make that sort of a vow to ourselves?

So....yes, Janus.

Looking back over the past year, I grew up from being a second year college student to being a first year University student. Looking back I guess that alot's happened over the past year, but then a year can be a very long time I suppose, and I'm not about to deny that this year will bring about alot of change as well.
(oh, by the way, note that I was moaning about resolutions being a bit silly, and why do we have to wait till new year to make them, but I'm still starting a blog in the first few days of 2008...)

I'm going to bring this blog entry to a close soon, it's getting rather long and if you're still reading, then hats off to you. Random things about me: I love writing, and I want to be some sort of author when I'm older, I took part in NaNoWriMo 2007 and won. I have a DA (deviant art) account where I post alot of my writings. I have 2 youtube accounts, one for me, where I upload videos of me (funnily enough) playing my guitar and covering songs and stuff (and the occassional vlog) and another account for something that I 'produce' called Ja Productions. More about them another entry. I also have a VF (Vampire Freaks) account, along with a myspace (that I very rarely use now) and facebook account. (I liked facebook when I first joined, now all the superwall and funwall and all the other random applications that I get invites for are just annoying). I also have a few accounts on a couple of RP (role-playing) sites. Oh yes, I'm a Harry Potter freak (but I save some face in that I don't really write fanfics, now that's something...) and now, I have a clear blog =]

Peachy.

Other randoms about me. Uhm...I like reading, some of my favourite books include "The Time Traveller's Wife", "Times Arrow", "Birdsong", "In Your Dreams", "Archangel", "Fatherland" and "Enigma". That's naming just a few though. I follow a few TV programmes, I love "The West Wing", and "House".

and recently I've a growing obsession with The Sims 2 on pc...

Right. About time I stopped I think. You're probably incredibly bored right now, so really, well done for getting through all this ridiculous waffle, and if you're up to it, a comment would be nice, this site is very new and lonely to me at the moment o_o;

*salute*

Nuri out.