Saturday, December 27, 2008

The Dead Days.

It's funny. This blog post isn't actually a depressing one at all. I just remembered the title of a book I read - well, started to read - a few years ago. In it, the "Dead Days" are the days between Christmas and New Year, and are supposed to be haunted. I'm sure it was a very good book, but I didn't finish it. That is something that's been troubling me for a few years now: the fact that I very rarely finish the books that I've started. Currently my head is filled with reams and reams of vague character introductions and first chapters, but no plot developments or meaty conclusions. In the last 2 years I would say I have finished only about 10 books tops. Shameful! I can always rely on Rowling or Horowitz to produce books that I will finish, but with the Harry Potters finished and new Alex Rider books extremely thin on the ground there is not even much of that to be enjoyed any more.

Having received a stack of books for Christmas that would comfortably fill a small car, I have decided to include "reading more books" in my list of New Year's resolutions. Where is this list, I hear you all ask. Because I hear voices in my head which aren't really there. Well, the truth is, it hasn't been written yet. So, partly for my benefit and partly because I like to satisfy my readers' natural inquisitiveness, I am going to write my official list of New Year's resolutions for 2009.

Well, first on the list can be to read and, importantly, finish more books. That goal should be an easy one to achieve, as the afformentioned pile of Christmas books included "Big Bangs" which is about the most groundbreaking discoveries in musical history. You may well be sitting there sniggering,  but each to their own... Other books include Barack Obama's autobiography, which looks very interesting, and QI's "Advanced Banter," which is essentialy a book of quotations, but fun nonetheless.

Another thing on this spontaneous but comprehensive resolution list is to slim down for the summer. Not because I'm particularly planning anything this summer. The thing is, I can not remember a time in my entire life where I felt felt truly comfortable in swimming trunks. I don't have a long way to go: Since last summer I've lost over half a stone, which is saying a heck of a lot when you consider I've grown 3 inches since that time. There is still room for improvement, though, and 2009 is going to be the year that I fill that space. For good.

Next resolution: to never miss a coursework deadline. Not that I actually ever have, but I having lots of friends a year my senior has forwarned me to a certain extent of the rapid increase of pressure that begins to start around this time of life. I want to, shall we say, buy a fire extinguisher and not have to call the firemen out. 

Also in 2009, I want to do a great deal more composing. Once I get in the flow of it, nobody can stop me, but until I reach that point I find it hard to concentrate. And it's a tricky point to reach. I think I'm going to achieve this by entering as many composition competitions as I can find. This started earlier this month with the Cambridge Young Composer competition, for which I'm still waiting for the results. There are at least 3 other immediate comps. for me to enter, and more come up all the time.

But enough, for now, of the future. Let's concentrate for a brief period on the past. Christmas this year was wonderful, mainly because I've been spending a lot of time with my lovely parents, which is great. Also, my presents this year were amazing. They included an iPod Touch, which is marvellous in the true sense of the word, and Sibelius 5, the best composition software in the world. I got Wii music, which is a laugh and a half, but for some reason has a very homosexual Japanese guy narrating a lot of it (or at least that's what we deduced in our house...). I've recently got into Family Guy, so I was pleased to uwrap a DVD box set on Christmas Day. (My Mum really doesn't miss a trick...) Doctor Who was pretty good in the evening, and Wallace and Gromit made me laugh. Boxing Day brought the best TV in our house though, as we watched 24: Redemption, which I got the day before, and Mamma Mia, which my dad got the day before. 

The only bad thing at the minute is that I don't think I'll be able to see Becky for nearly 2 weeks. I feel really bad about it, but I'm in Yorkshire for a week, starting tomorrow, then on a Choir course for the final weekend of the holidays. From an optimist's point of view, I suppose it will mean that we'll make the most of when we finally do see each other again, at school, but that doesn't stop me missing her very badly.

Wow, this is by far my longest blog post to date. The little elves inside my head won't be able to produce this much on a regular basis though, so don't be disappointed if I choose not to write an essay a day! x

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