my-world-beyond

ever stop to apprciate the finer things in life

take it slow and just look at the shit around you

spend a little more attention to the every day crap you do with out thought

the fire alarm test at 11am screaming into your room

the hiss as the kettle heats up for coffee

the hum of the fridge if you leave the door ajar

the feel of school grade carpet under bare feet

the bitter taste of the days first cigarette mixed with strong coffee and slik orange juice with a reduced sticker

the four week old metro on the window ledge open to the tv page

the scratches on the kitchen table from pennys lost and won in the sunday poker night

the re-cycling bags filled to the brim with empty cans and beer bottles (no one ever takes them down)

back in your small room lies your possesions

an old ebay xbox with dire need of a new cd reader

a 12" telly with so much dust on it's screen the picture seems black and white

a stolen bar ash tray filled with ends, some from filter cigarettes mostly hand rolled

a grinder with some papers in a smal baccy tin with half a dry old ten bag

a pair of jeans going free range on the rougth carpet

clock says uni time

leave with a mexican shower, brushed teeth and a 'one free trip' uni bus ticket

down two flights of stairs and in to the bitter cold

no one else about

put in the left ear piece and hold down the on button

rob zombie shatters the still

flik the song to seasons in the abysse, put in the right ear and hit vol +

stand at the bus stop   new tags on the cheap glass

bus comes hand over the ticket no seats

invade the personal space of some black guy with a smart dark leather laptop bag

turn down the vol

bus rounds the corner past the polish club

passes the school without being caught in the lights

gets to main campus gates

driver waves at the booth and the pole rises

now the up hill fun starts

speed bumps like kerb stones rock the bus

say thanx to the driver and walk up the steps

open day for the arts

bright eyed kids with worried parents trying to look interested in what the guide is saying

the guide is about as interested as one of the younger siblings draged with dad and big sis to see derby

grab more coffee from blends  

one pound twenty rocket fuel in a recycled paper cup

to hot to drink right now

t block up the ramp and right

room T102 empty

lecture cancled

head for the shops by the ramp

one book 1st class stamps

pass emma keep on walking

don't think she saw me

don't feel like chatting

can't think of any thing to say any way

go out side the main doors

lots of people

mostly smoking rest moving in or out

sit down on the steps lean against the hand rail

roll a cigarette

lighter on its last stand, to windy

lass on other side of railings having same prob

get mine going and offer my hand

mutual smiles and thanks

coffee good now

lass starts chatting     the weather

at least it's not snowing

forced laugthter

silence

she moves on inside

start walking to bus stop

no busses for 20 mins

best walk home to the small room with black and white telly and work shy xbox

empty coffee cup into the derby uni brand bin

motorbike shelter smashed again

cracked perspex and bent frame

welcome to my universe

cynical out look as standard

well lets cheer up after my last entry

lets talk about drink

at a flat party i got drunk

so drunk infact that i broke a bottle after falling over

on that glass i cut up my hand good and in my awful state i dressed my own cuts with gauss

i woke up the next day still drunk and bandaged

after two slizes of toaste liam filled me in on other events and actions

i went back into my room and saw a walking talking cherknoble grade fuck up waiting to happen in the mirror

i was not the only person to end up cut by the bottle i made a tit of myself

i made a bumbling apology the next day but still felt like a fuck up

also during last week i visited an oil field

an oil field in the midlands

i also visited the first mainland oil well in britain (now dry)

oil in britain ??

my thoughts too but i've seen a noding donky in sherwood forest and i was'nt on drugs at the time

any hoo goot too run

lectures on fossils made by a fossil (his explanation on how trilobites eat sounded first hand)

till next time this is the world beyond

this has been me (or was it)

and i look forward to drinking with you soon

l8er dayz