Well, Went down to London (Reading) on Thursday, went smoothly with a hitch, however it was boring, as usual. Stayed in Room 101 (How good) in the hotel, and just watched tele all night because i was knackered from travelling. Was at Intel all day for HR, Team building, Meet the team stuff and got back into Manc at around 9pm. Somehow got lost due to walking while on the phone, and took me 20 minutes to get my bearings back lol Wasnt fun to say the least. Saturday came and we went to town and chilled out in Piccadilly Gardens for a bit with a few drinks, an just walked around generally to pass the time! Went out at night for Ash’s birthday even though we all got seperated and never met back up again, so i ended up spending the night alone with Emma which was fun! Spent the night at hers and all of today, just generally lazing around and wondering why its called a goosebump (do geese have bumps?). Came back to mine at about 5pm and just felt knackered ever since, trying to revise! I knew i should of got more than 3 hours sleep, but i cant complain all the time! Have a subnetting test tomorrow, then im going STRAIGHT back to bed, because im shattered lol Night night, sweet dreams and i hope you realise the world is a facade =] Sam. And Oh yeah, apparently im on a police investigation list for things ive said on a public forum (its ok, i always check to see whether what i post could be accountable for slander/ libel, plus if they did prosecute its likely they have breached the Data Protection Act 1998 for unlawful storage and processing of my IP in correlation to my university accomodation whereabouts.), But hey-ho, i’ll have to wait and see. I hope something happens though, cant beat beating someone at their own game. Bring it on.

Well, what a mixed day! Went to the funeral at 1pm, wasnt very… upbeat as you can expect, and that lasted for about 2 hours with all the hoohaa involved. Went to the sports club for the after-…thing, and stayed there for 3 hours drowning sorrows, when Gaz rings up. So we end up going the Hares (Me and Gaz) for a few scoops, and met Tony and Shannon there an stayed till about, half 9, when we told Shannon we’d go to Wigan (only to get off the bus at Ashton, he was well annoyed). Went into the Robin Hood, had another 4-5 scoops and met Perkes who was driving. We drove to Wigan, went Jaks, and the rest is history! Shannon pulled the most .. chubbiest birds ever, and i mean, ever, lol, and we get it all on camera. Ended up leaving him with these 2 munters, in the hope he does the dirty deed and we can rip him forever on it! Woke up today wishing i didnt have to work, but hey ho, last shift. Wooo.
Mambo.

After a brief 2 days of sadness, im back to my normal self again. I think it has something to do with having no contact with a certain someone (no names…). Joined that MySpace lark, ended up chatting to loads of people ive not seen in absolutely yonks lol http://www.myspace.com/MamboMarsh if you want a click or to add us like! Anyway, off to do work, boooo.

A Happier Mambo.

Well, after spending the last 3 days inadvertantley messing up peoples lives, i decided to do the right thing and try and sort it out as much as possible. A bit of sacrificial lamb-ing of myself, but its me in the wrong, so why not. I need to remember the ‘If you love something, let it go’ saying. But one thing is sure; it wont be the last you see me.

Also, my uncles funeral is on Friday, so yet more uplifting environments for me to stew in. Lifes a great big kick in the stones isnt it.

New poem, was meaning to write it all weekend but couldnt bring myself to do it.

What do you say:
When you tell someone you love them,
And they say nothing in return,
When they walk away in silence,
And dont ever stop and turn,
Committing yourself to someone,
Only to be spurned,
Its hard to be open with someone,
When its not what they want to know,
Its hard to tell your true feelings,
When you know what will no doubt come,
All the tears, the heartache,
The lonelyness and the pain,
I keep telling myself no,
But its all happening again,
You have to ask, is it worth it?
This ‘love’ is just suffering and hurt,
Why bother to buy the drinks,
Why bother to even flirt?
Its hard to find a reason,
When you know this pain will come,
Its hard to undo whats been said,
And whats already been done.

Sam Marsh 2007 (c)

Well, its so easy for a good week to turn sour. First of all, ended up having Shannon an Willy round at mine thursday night, with 24 fosters, 24 wkd’s and 2 bottles of port; which we drank all of. Friday morning, got up, had a phone call saying that my uncle had died, so i started drinking again (damn these bank holidays), and went the rugby with ste and met shannon, aidy and co in Wigan. Ended up getting merrily drunk again and woke up saturday morning with many women giving me shit, (joy for me) . Also felt pretty ill lol Didnt do anything saturday except wallow in self-pity and try and sort my head out. Sunday morning, woke up, still rough, still women giving me shit, this time realising ive got 3 assignments in, in under 2-3 weeks. Great,  and then on top of that my bank charges me a 40 quid fine for my debit bouncing because it went out 10 hours before i got paid. Grr. Then to top it all off, i get woken up at 5am after getting to bed at 3am due to working nights, woo for me. Not.

Just thought id check in, seeing as ive not blogged for a while. Havent done much at all, been working most of the time, with some assignment finish-age aswell. Finished a prolog assignment, and nearly finished a java one, wooo, only 3 more to go.