Chillaxing at home.

And to begin my yet-to-be-critically-acclaimed slew of blogs, I will say that I am very very smug (obviously another one of those babbling posts that - and I will save you the bother now - shouldn't be read).

And the reason being that I am sitting here, back in Croydon (OK the area's not the reason), enjoying my month long xmas holiday from university. I've recovered from the emotional evisceration sustained by the first term of a law degree, but I digress.

I feel like such a jammy git sitting here on the computer without a care in the world (although I should be very concerned about a lot of things), typing a lazy blog, listening to some very pleasant Digable Planets, eating some noodle soup and looking forward to finally watching that DVD of 'Memoirs of a Geisha'. I feel all very Japanese (apart from being in England and listening to jazz-rap).

Xmas is just around the corner and my birthday has just passed. 19 and luvving it. I know that this probably means that God's just giving me a breather before throwing some massively stressful ordeal my way, but I'm beginning to actually have faith that He will actually be there through the peaks and troughs. And I mean beyond initially knowing that he would be there. Follow this line of posts and you may look forward to witnessing a massively embarrassing emotional breakdown when I actually start the ordeal. That's your incentive to read on and my selling point.

'Set your eyes to Zion, Jah Jah people ride on.' -the venerable words of P.O.D