Experts say that your body needs 5 fruit and veg a day to maintain a healthy lifestyle, some people follow it, others do not.

For shane this means buying skittles….’cause it’s fruit right???

Well the 3 month university stint has come to an end with more than a few stories to tell.

I hate packing, I’ve never been one for packing days in advance because of 2 reasons, the first is that I might need some of the things I pack, and second I can’t be bothered to do it till the last minute…like so many things.

One of the reasons I hate packing is because I have a lot of things that have cables attached to them, after a while of getting things tangled up and just having a mess around me I tidy everything up and put all of the cables in neat and tidy places all tucked behind things and hidden from my view, this means that every time I have to go somewhere I have to derig everything, ad this is what I have to deal with…..

Not only am I going to have to decipher the mound of cables now, but I am also going to have to redo it when I get back…..and then do it again 3 weeks later when I leave for the summer….

So even thought I am going to be back home for 3 weeks it’s not all good news for me

There are times when things go right and there are times when things go wrong. It doesn’t really matter whether it goes right or wrong however, if you’re destined to make a fool out of yourself then it will happen regardless.

Usually I would be describing something out of my own personal biography of dumb, but fortunately for me and probably much to your disappointment this small tale isn’t one of them.

It all started with a faulty projector, for some reason the projector in the lecture theatre has a few quirks, some of these include overheating, randomly turning itself off and making strange animal noises admittedly this might not be the projector.

The complete refusal by the projector to work meant that our lecturer gave us a 10 minute break, such breaks usually allow us time to breath and think of new and elaborate ways to kill ourselves before the next half of the coma inducing lecture and also to reflect on various chunks that we just plain don’t get. Others use this time for a quick liquid rejuvenation stop or for a quick liquid jettison stop.

Being a lecturer must be strange, it’s like going to lectures, only being on the other side of them, in these intervals they usually answer questions from some of the more confused students and then resume again once it looks like a few of the 10 or so people return for the second half, but on this occasion ours didn’t.

Instead they decided to go for a quick trip to the toilet, unfortunately leaving the microphone turned on…

Once we (all 20 of us that were in the room at the time) had all picked ourselves up off the floor and stopped crying the person in question came back in, we informed them of the blunder on their part…and even though the noise was just the taps running it just goes to show how careful you have to be when your mic’d…

The moral of this story?

If you at any point in your life come in contact with a microphone, please make sure that it’s turned off before doing anything that you could be embarrassed by.

There are things in this world that have been happening since the dawn of civilisation, in fact, there are some things that predate even that.

Ever since the dawn of time the sun has set in the west and rises again in the east a few hours later, between this period, sunlight usually shines down on the ground providing a phenomenon commonly known as Daytime.

After this regular event, what is commonly known as Night-time starts, marking the time where the sunlight crosses the other side of the globe giving other continents the feeling of such a phenomenon. During this time, over generations, people have found themselves in a state of hibernation, which later became known as sleep.

Sleep is a magical and mystical state of mind in which the human body is in a state of statelessness but at times the mind can be in a state of activeness, leading to Dreams.

Dreams are unconscious thoughts that our minds all think about during the seemingly useless ritual that we go through every night, some people have happy dreams, these include but are not limited to saving the world, flying into outer space and falling in love with a beautiful woman, but others have nightmares, these would be something like dreaming your face is being eaten by a spider or other things that are equally as weird.

Most of the people that inhabit this world need some sort of regular sleep pattern, one that looks more like a nice gradual curve rather than the twin peeks.

This is what a normal sleep pattern should look like

This is not….

Perhaps it’s the aura that Seething Wells exudes that makes its inhabitants evolve into nocturnal creatures of the night and as much as it pains me to confess it would seem that even I have been put under this same spell, as I find myself being less and less able to sleep with each passing night.

What really amazes me is that no matter what time it is, be it 1am or 5.30am there is always someone wondering around outside, undoubtedly trying to find the marbles that they dropped out of their window in a fit of foolish movement, and then it hit me, some people are aliens and just don’t need any sleep.

Imagine the scene….

Having been woken by beautiful birds chirping outside my window – gently lulled into a sense of consciousness by this god like sound, my eyes opened, there was light in my room, most of it obscured by the curtains hanging over the picturesque view outside. As I gracefully glided towards the curtains a sweet smell of earth filled my nostrils, it was here that I had a sudden urge of adrenalin, I woke up from my still dazed state instantly and without a second thought threw open the curtains to see what the new day had brought. I took in the sight for a second, enjoying the natural radiance of the sun, then the sight hit me, sitting not 10 meters from me was a giant mound of earth.

That’s the fairy tail version…..

Having been woken up by Lloyd ringing my phone to see if I was actually still alive from staying up all night listening to Mondays, I yelled hopeless things into the void of air in my room, and stumbled from my bed onto the floor and walked like an ancient cave goer towards the ringing noise of my phone, upon answering the phone and probably sounding very dazed I suddenly realised what time it was and then realised the topic of Lloyds call, I agreed to talk to him about today’s outing over skype, it was here that I – still dazed – slowly drew the curtains, the view before my eyes almost knocked my already fragile body into a state of cardiac arrest.

Here is the view that I saw

So I ask you….Have I upset anyone to warrant this level of retaliation?

Recently I’ve been noticing a trend in my referral logs, a lot of people have got to my blog by searching for the words ‘depression chart’ or some derivative of it. Either there are a lot of people that are depressed or I have a very unstable reader base.

The most recent of these bizarre referrals was at 1.30 am this morning (as opposed to 1.30 am in the afternoon), the first thing that I’m thinking here is the time, if your depressed where in the 1023 page manual does it say that you should stay up till the early hours of the morning looking for a chart to plot the depression you are feeling while surfing the internet in the early hours of the morning and getting even more depressed because all you can find is some guys blog about how he’s got a depression chart that’s better than yours which makes you go and look even more to prove him wrong and in turn get even more depressed….and so on, you see what I’m getting at here….get some sleep.

The second thing that I notice is that on the search page I am second in the list, just below the Crisis Chart over at suicidal.com and just above a Depression Drug abuse chart over on car-donation.us….

Should I be worried?

Or should I just be happy that I’m providing a service to all of the clinically depressed people among us?

Do I even deserve such a high position in the depression awareness campaign?

…So many questions