tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7424944618880716672024-09-05T22:49:52.911+01:00A blog about ordinary and extraordinary people, the end of childhood and the small question of whether or not I am a proper human being.Joseph H Fordhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02177922128373641423noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-742494461888071667.post-4026399741550687212011-09-28T14:49:00.000+01:002011-09-30T16:29:27.231+01:00

This Saturday sees the beginning of a new and unique 12-month project: The Life Regime. For 12 months, every single thing I do will be decided by a strict regime, designed to optimise health and happiness. 6am starts, boxing workouts, meditation, superfoods, morning jogs and brain gym are just the start! Will it work? Can a strict lifestyle really lead to happiness? Find out more at 

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Hello World! In my continued exploration of myself and my personality, I decided it would be fruitful to do a personality test. Most would use the Jungs one (the most famous one that assigns you 4 letters dependent on your answers in a survey), but it can't decide if I'm ENTJ, INTJ, ENFJ or INFJ. Therefore, I found another one which I believe gives a better analysis. It splits personality

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Greetings World! I was thinking, just the other hour, about how annoying and stupid I used to find some survey things online or on social networking sites could be. You know, the ones with a whole list of questions, like 'Brown bread or white bread?'. People used to clutter up Bebo (Yes, I used to have a Bebo account! Don't judge me!) completing them, and I always turned my nose up and walked

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It all started on my second day at college. I walked up the steps to the Annexe, where my first A-level German lesson was to be. I’d made sure I was a few minutes early, of course. I stepped round the corner, and pushed open the heavy doors. Standing just inside, leaning against the wall next to the door to Languages 4, was a girl, looking down at the floor. She had shortish blonde hair, and a

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So, according to my 'Mission Statement' I need to write more about people in my life. I am still cautious that writing about friends may not be particularly engaging for any non-members reading, but hopefully my friends may give you an insight into me and my life. And maybe describing them in a humorous manner may make the experience more pleasurable/bearable for you. (Quick apologies to Dama

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It has been a short while since my last blog entry, and for that I sincerely apologise, but I've had exams, and work, and other such important things. But, after more than a few swigs of sherry and wine, I decided it was time to set out my mission statement for where this blog is going to go in the coming weeks. This is more for my benefit than yours to be honest, as it will help me focus my mind

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(If you enjoy this shamelessly self-help-themed post, you'll probably like The Life Regime as well, featuring many similarly-themed advice posts aimed to improve your everyday standard of living). No don't worry, this isn't going to be some kind of dreadful self-help post where I inflict my own way of living upon people who I may not even know. I just thought that I would share my life

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Just a quick post to further my celebrations at the moment, as I've just got a letter giving me an offer to Cambridge to do French and German at Girton College! Today is definitely a good day :D Obviously, I still need to get the grades first (A*AA), but wherever I go I'm sure that this blog will carry on regardless. The world truly is a great place, and I wish joy unto you all! (Yes, fine, I

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(In order to read the writing in this post, please click Read More! at the bottom of the post. Otherwise you will view just the first paragraph and all the pictures) No, don't worry, neither of those large presents were for me. One was a giant under-the-car-bumper lamp thing (!) for my sister's boyfriend, and the other was a food processor for her. So yes, I thought I'd tell you a bit

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Dear Readers, To me, the idea of writing a blog or even a diary used to seem like a time-consuming waste of time. They were the reserve of only those who had feelings and problems to vent out to the world, not work-obsessed, emotionless, cold-hearted bastards like me (my old form tutor’s words [except the bastard bit], not mine). Why spend time writing about stuff when you can be living it? Why

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