The Chocolate Factory

So it's the night before departure. I feel ready. If this were a scene from a movie it'd be the bit where Iron Man suits up. After thinking about leaving for weeks tomorrow is the big day, and you know what? I feel like Charlie probably would have (if he wasn't a figment of Dahl's imagination) the night before he went to visit the esteemed Mr Wonka. But with that comes a bit of sadness. This will be the last time that I sit here in the room I'm currently in (not naming the room to keep an air of mystery) for a while. My desk is empty, walls stripped of posters and whiteboard erased. It truly feels like the end of an era. My head tells me that I should be more sad, tears will probably be shed tomorrow, partly because my parents will be leaving, partly because I forgot to download Doctor Who before I departed and will have to go till Christmas without watching it again. But already my new life has been in contact, spent forcing its way into my world, talk of subject lunches and matriculation photos have already found me, filling me with a sense of apprehension and sadness. I can no longer class myself as a child, the veil of innocence has finally been lifted and the grind that is adult life has begun. I've taken mementos (the film 'memento' starring Christian Bale is pretty good) of my old life, small keep sakes that will probably mean nothing to those that see them but everything to me. I'm still excited though, my world and life are about to collide with some of the smartest students of my generation, the opportunity to learn and grow are staggering, the mementos will remind me who I am and where I came from. From now on the posts will get a little more exciting. Not too exciting mind you, I'll aim for 6 out of 10 on the universally used excitement scale. Farewell.

1/10/14

So with 4 days to go before I start the next phase of my life, a respected peer of mine came over this evening to play Fifa, a totally normal activity carried out by most males in my age group. After being defeated twice (Neymar let me down and put an easy shot over the bar against Réal (pesky accent again, if you've forgotten why I hate these consult the first post)Madrid), we moved on to talking about life. After discussing Religion (always interesting as we sit on opposite sides of the fence-but of course I'm right), we got onto talking about Science. He proposed the idea that Science is responsible of removing the everyday phenomena of modern life, for example every Scientist worth their salt (great phrase) knows that a rainbow is caused by the refraction of sunlight through water particles in the atmosphere. He proposed that knowing this removes the 'awe' factor that such an event possesses, but I whole heartedly disagree and I'm going to explain why. Knowing that everything we can see is fundamentally made up of the same few particles (the fundamental particles) is a difficult notion to comprehend, but once you realise that everything is it's truly wonderful to think that a chair and rainbow are at some level the same. And this is surely amazing. Knowing more about something gives the control to delve deeper into an event, I for one can't stop thinking about star life cycles and fusion whenever my mind consciously recognises the Sun. The fact that I know how it works makes me appreciate it more, in the same way that food critics insist that well sourced ingredients improve a dish. I understand that my argument isn't very rigid or balanced or thorough but I don't have the time to get into it now. This post hasn't real helped me, I'm as lost as I was before I started. Oh well.