6/9/08 – We’re all going to die anyway.

On Wednesday it seems. Some wacko scientists are planning on attempting to recreate the big bang or something and there is a 1 in 500 million chance that it will create a blackhole and we will be sucked into obliviation. So it’s all good. I tried googling it, but I didn’t get much useful information but I discovered this blog post with some details. http://cantaffordtodie.wordpress.com/2008/09/04/the-world-will-end-next-wednesday/ 

My friend mentioned it to me in biology today and I sort of went a tad paranoid, even though I knew the chance of it creating a blackhole was so slight. It really got me thinking – this could be my last weekend on this earth. This could be everyones last weekend on earth, which is quite a weird thought. I realise I could die tomorrow in some freak car accident, but it’s not as if someones said “actually, some car is going to run you over for definate and you could die” so I have no real reason to think that but this blackhole business is something else. I have a genuine reason to believe that this could be my last few days and forgive me for wanting to do something special with it. I know that I am going to play hockey this morning and then going into the city centre to see some giant spider, and on Sunday it’s my aunty’s birthday, so we’re going out to celebrate. Really, if you think about it, it’s a pretty bog standard way to spend your last weekend. Like “hmm… how are you going to spend your last weekend?” – “Well, actually, I’m going to be seeing something cool in town and then having lunch with my family.” What a boring answer. I mean, honestly, there are so many ‘cooler’ things you could do, like surfing in the Great Barrier Reef or cruising to the Galapagos to see the great wonders Darwin saw when he went. Sadly, I have a little thing called a budget. Budgets are evil.

Yes, I am up late. I am already only going to get like 6 hours sleep and I am not really helping myself by doing this damn addictive blogging lark but anyhow.

Ok, so we’ll round the day up. Woke up, got dressed, ate and ventured out on the journey to school. I got soaked. Yes it is still bucketing down, how crap right?! Then, a couple of lessons into the day I get told we’re going to get killed in some blackhole creation attempt or something similar – so far so good. Then, things get better (and I am not being sarcastic), I get a very nice little email from a boy who I think is pretty ok. Following that the day drastically improves and I get the thrilling oppotunity to walk home. In the rain. But really, it wasn’t all bad, there was a slight highlight and honestly, it could be worse. I could be travelling miles to collect dirty water that must wash, hydrate and help my family make food. I guess that kind of puts things into perspective.

Anyway, see you darlings! Pip pip, cheerio, farewell *insert other stereotypical English phrases here.*

Lots of love and random, sarcastic comments from Fleur. Who shall be back.