New Year Blues

This is my first New Year away from home. I have always spent Christmas with my mother in Wales but New Year, like Thanksgiving, I have always spent at home. I wondering whether or not just to return to California permanently. I miss the sun and the beach. I miss watching the boys surf (and than girl from Malibu who looks like a boy, but in fairness I think that's the look she's aiming for).  It snowed here a few weeks ago and it's only just gone! It was horrible. First time I had actually seen snow in real life, I am not a fan. Another reason why I'm homesick, I think, is because I had to talk about it so much recently. I've met a lot of new people of the holidays and the first thing they ask after I speak is "What part of America are you from?" They then go on to talk about all the things that we say differently. The big one is always football/soccer which annoys me because I have always called soccer, football. I am a firm supporter of the England and Liverpool teams, due to my incredibly British mother.
But enough of the negativity! Its is New Years Eve after all and I do have plans unlike a certain best friend who is stuck in some farm in Idaho. Haha sucks for some.

My friend gave birth today. A little baby boy, so a shout out to her and Daddy.

Invictus

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

My favourite poem.  I want the last two lines tattooed.  Invictus was written by William Ernest Henley.  He wrote it  when he was 25, from a hospital bed after he had his foot amputated. It is a beautiful show of courage.

Avenged Sevenfold and Mike Portnoy have officially parted ways.  It is sad but it was only ever supposed to be for a year anyway.  I know the boys are coming back for the Download Festival, but I'm really hoping they do some more shows.  I would give anything to see them play again.

With only two more days until Christmas, I'm beginning to worry, as my mother still hasn't bought the turkey.  Everything is ready apart from that.  I'm not a huge fan of Christmas, in fact I really don't like it.  I'm such a scrooge.  

Let's Try Again

After deleting my old blog and starting again, everything went a bit crazy. So here I am starting again now that things have become a little calmer.

Let me just start by going back to Halloween. October 30th to be exact. I travelled all the way to London, via Kettering and Bedford, to see Avenged Sevenfold in Hammersmith.  This was the second time and seen them, so I knew what to expect from and A7X show, but they still blew me away.  Those guys have been through so much over the last 12 months, and to see them putting on such a powerful show was amazing.  Nightmare is an incredible record, something for the band to really be proud of.  As I'm sure every Avenged fan is, I am so grateful to Mike Portnoy for stepping in and helping out.  If Jimmy couldn't make the record, we are glad that someone who inspired him so much, could.  I am so proud to be part of the A7X Family.

I was speaking to a friend the other day, who is a practising Christian.  However, when I asked him a simple question he avoided answering it.  All I asked was "Is The Bible to be taken literally or figuratively?"  If literally then the story of Sodom and Gomorrah is fucked up! If figuratively, what the hell is the message "gay bad, incest good" supposed to teach???

The Beginning...

I may possibly have two job interviews lined up for next week.  Seems too good to be true. If I'm honest, I'm a little afraid to leave my current job. Its the only job I've ever had and it's the only thing I know how to do. I need to just go for it. I want these opportunities.

Englands dream died today. Stevie G will probably never lift that golden trophy and that makes me sad.  I'm not a football fan by any means but I do love World Cup football. England really didn't play that well though.  Not just today, but throughout the tournament.  Rooney may as well have stayed at home and why Capello insisted on playing Heskey time and time again, I'll never know.  How was Emile Heskey ever picked to play international football? The less said about Lampards 'goal that wasn't' the better.