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Yes, a few days ago Apple released its highly speculated iPad. I’m going to drop my thoughts like I’m entitled to review it (then again, I’m typing this on my MacBook and my iPod Nano is to the left of me). Put it this way, I’m not buying it. Well, putting aside the fact that I am not loaded and don’t really need it, I just don’t think it has much of a purpose. Apart from the size, is it actually different from an iPod Touch? If it can’t multitask then you can’t compare it to a computer, that’s like comparing a man to a woman. For fuck’s sake, my Nano can even play music and play a game at the same time.

This problem with Apple has occurred in the past, remember the MacBook Air? It’s like being married to a supermodel. Sure, it’s thin and beautiful, but that’s where the features end; it can’t do your day-to-day tasks like cook and clean.

My verdict: get one if you’re a filthy rich Apple fanboy, or give that £500 or so to the poor.

On Tuesday Bertrand Russell will have been dead for forty long, sad, depressing, agonising, melancholic, shitty, depressing years (big post to come). Here he is in his glory.

Weebly, the company that hosts my site, deserves my gratitude. It’s free, and it had no ads. These two premises together seem too good to be true, and to an extent you are right. A while ago they released Weebly Pro where you pay x amount a month so obtain extra features (to this day I wonder how they made money before the release…). Recently, they released some more features, including this poll you can see to your right, and sub-pages which will be helpful when I sort out the mess that is my A-level stuff section.

I don’t have much criticism, though it has had its errors and has lacked desirable features in the past (and will not shrug off the American dates), but not to the horrendous extent as Facebook. I am actually tempted to convert to Weebly Pro.

My point is, I have updated this site, but couldn’t help to make you acknowledge my sudden love for this place that has nurtured me for these 16 months…

I’m a dog person. Dogs require maintenance, are a bit dangerous, smelly, outdoor creatures but are man’s loyal and best friend. Cats, however, may be more domestic, independent and cleaner (with the exception of presenting bird corpses as gifts), but are too intelligent and evil for their own good. Nevertheless, my journey home from school has changed my negativity towards them.

I was walking home, and not far from it, but saw a small head pop out of an entrance to a front garden. Instantaneously I knew it was a cat, and in my curious inspection I noticed that it was a rather small cat. My worry commenced when I realised that it had no obvious form of identification, many high-pitched ‘meows’ directed at me, and did not appear to know its surroundings as fluently as its elder counterparts. I knew something was certainly wrong when it didn’t just run away from me like every woman I have ever loved, as most cats do. It actually followed me. My conscience made a cameo appearance in not letting me leave this being roughly equivalent to a crying toddler.

There were few people entering homes that I could ask whether or not they knew of the owner, and I got no confirmation. I was contemplating to use my mobile even though I’m in Edmonton, but considered to urge it to follow me home and see what I can do there. Eventually, someone was entering their home near myself and the cat realised the situation and we agreed that she take the cat in, and perhaps call the RSPCA. If anything new happens, I’ll spill.

Why did I spend three paragraphs elaborating on a story about a lost cat? I don’t know. My life isn’t exactly eventful, and situations like this make me ponder and ask myself ‘did I do the right thing?’

Absolute legend. YOU BITCH!

Obama has been in power for a year today, and there is a general election here sometime before 3rd June. I’m not really rooting for anyone, as with the exception of devising my perfect political theory, I’m absolutely ignorant in the field and barely deserve the free speech to state my opinion. Nevertheless, I think Tony Blair has let himself go after 12 years of power:

I’m not a film reviewer or anything, and my opinion is generally contingent on others’, but in short, I liked it. The special effects were amazing (complemented by seeing the 3D version, and I think that was my first 3D film), the story wasn’t bad, and I liked how the theme focused on alien invasion with the fact that humans were the invaders, as the presentation showed it to be feasible. I’m not surprised as Jim Cameron directed Terminator 2, so he’s up there… (By the way, who else got a Matrix feel from it?)

It doesn’t really differ from the trailer:

Beatles Rock Band came today, and I have been playin’. Here’s a video of a song from it that I can only hope to play as well…on easy…

Finally, my first wave of A-levels are complete, I can go back to doing nothing and synonymously go back to Facebook for the first time since last decade.

So how did it all go?
Maths:
Not bad. I got stuck somewhere in the last question and the heaploads of time eventually got me out of it, after five checks. I am prone to silly mistakes though. By the way, they used English names for once!
Physics:
Again not that bad, there was a bit of struggling but I was good for time, but if I miscalculated somewhere then I could have fucked up the question *shrugs*.
Economics:
Jesus fucking Christ, a subject focused on scarcity and time is the scarcest resource of all, contrary to the misleading examiner’s report which stated ‘there was little evidence of candidates of running out of time’. I didn’t do too well in the questions I answered anyway, so retakes are probable.
Chemistry:
Similar to physics, though afterwards I know I definitely missed out two marks due to misreading ‘As’ to be ‘Astatine’, which will probably cost me my aim of 90%. By the way, if you find an error in your checking, check it twice. You do not want to redo questions then redo them again, thankfully I had a lot of time.

I’m pleased that a lot made use of the A-level stuff I uploaded. Now I can relax for a while (and await my ordered The Beatles: Rock Band to arrive).

I am either up really late or really early. Yep, it’s the former. The logical would assume I was revising, although that is certainly true, it was so thinly spread that there’s little justification for being up at this hour. I had something else to mention (I think), but my memory and tiredness crudely mixed together has blocked cognition. Anyway, as the title should suggest, bed time. Goodnight.