I know people, people who do all sorts of things. People who are destined to have wikipedia pages created for them, and about them, due to all sorts of success within an industry the public pay attention to.
One guy who used to be in my history class is the drummer in a band who make MUSIC. I'm all that certain he will one day be a minor pin up and therefore a D list celebrity. I am at the level of acquaintance with him that we nod at each other when we pass one another in the corridor. Once when using adjacent urinals we even had a little chat about our recently completed coursework.
Not content with just a rock star I also have a football player as a pal. Who am I mates with? Rooney? Ronaldo? Not quite, my buddy goes by the name of Sean Latimer. He plays for Torquay United's youth team and from my memory he can kick a ball at roughly the speed of light. Just in case you don't believe me here's a website that proves his existence. Yeah, my main man scoring in order to set up a tie with Manchester United. Bet you've heard of them! Me and Seany poo go back, I remember once he was left midfield and I was the right back in a proper league game, if memory serves he destroyed me. More recently than that I came to his rescue when a somewhat unattractive female (she was a frickin' troll) was trying to lock lips with him. To cut a long story short I interrupted a lot, he was very grateful. Because of that I reckon when he plays for England I can get some free world cup final tickets. Not that I'm being overly optimistic.
Last, but by no means least, apparently the third best female fencer in the country is in my maths class. I will concede that fencing is less glamorous than rock music or football, and I shall also admit that I have never held a full conversation with her, but I considered it relevant. So there you are, todays blog nailed. I hope you look forward to Patrick's blog tomorrow, respect.
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