Take a look at the Green Party website and you’ll get a good idea of how pessimistic they actually are. The Party implies the British Isles being reduced to this if their policies are not enforced to combat such rapid sea level rises due to climate change.So maybe you should think about voting for the Green Party if you live anywhere below eight metres above sea level or are predicted to be blue according to the forecast. Either that or move house.

Other than that I’d go with the Lib Dems, if I had the choice of course.

The past month or so my computer has been reduced to a pathetic crawl. I would wipe the system and start a fresh but I have so so so much crap which I don’t want to delete as I have a possesion problem. Just scanned with AdAware and it found 24 naughty objects, 18 of which it found at the last scan so something’s not right, is it? Oh look, FireWorks just popped up with its loading screen after a three minute wait. Fantastic. Someone please tell me what I can do! My Internet Explorer is totally bugged up and Microsoft’s Anti-Spyware is a load of bull. All it can do is tell me I’ve got problems with my system (mainly browser hijacks) every time I start up but never actually does anything about it. AAAAAAAArgh!!

I’m not into all the take life slow stuff at the moment, although I really wish I was.

One exam is over, I’m happy to say. I handed it my art exam on Wednesday complete with presented prep. Just the rest of the year’s work to complete and present now! On that same day my Young Enterprise company, UBER, was invited to the YE Chester Finals to give a presentation and to be apart of the awards. And awards we were a part of! After being entertained by three or four other companies we finally gave our presentation with a hint of apprehension.

Ten minutes later we’ve picked up an award for best presentation. A few more pass by - on to the Best Company award. We find ourselves up on the stage for a second time complete with flashing cameras. Uber won the Best Company award for Chester. So now we are into the regional finals against three other companies.

Great. I had my mind made up that Wednesday would be the last day of Uber and I could forget about the commitments and concentrate on perhaps starting slightly more important things. 4th May we are going to Warrington to do the same again, just with the added pressure and cause to step up our game. Heh, it will be worth it because Uber will reign over the county and district for the best company, I have no doubt. But then again, if we do, we will then have to take a massive step to present in London in the national finals - I hope we arn’t that good! Nevertheless, I can’t help but feel a sense of acheivement.

This could be the future - Adobe has accquired Macromedia (developers of Dreamweaver, Flash, Fireworks) for £1.8bn or $3.4bn! First I’ve heard of it but at least we can say it’s not Mircosoft. Adobe are seeking a larger market share in the competitive software market bringing some serious competition to the Microsoft giant (wahoo). Let’s see what’s made of it…

Today was one of those days you don’t want to have to write about too often, in fact hardly ever. I spent a few hours yesturday preparing my prep for my art exam on some A1 sheets. So I come in this morning dodging the rain droplets with my eight large black sheets and scuttle into the art block. One of my art teachers takes a look at what I have done and immediately asks if I have stuck my work down. “Yes”. “What did I tell you, do not stick anything down until I have gone through it”.

I have two art teachers. The one aforementioned, lets call them A, has not been as involved in my exam course as much as the other, B. So on Friday B told me to make sure my prep was mounted etc on sheets as it had to be in by today (Monday). I mentioned that A had told me to make sure it was looked at before I stuck it all down but B made it clear it had to be done by today. So to do it for today I did. And for once, I have done work and been at a disadvantage. Others in my set didn’t mount their prep/didn’t do any work. Such is life.

At least one thing has come out of today - I am not doing art for another year. I didn’t take art for GCSE so this year (AS) was a leap of faith, thinking I would really enjoy it and excel. I started off with lots of enthusiasm but the longer the course went on the more I got worn down up to now where it all has to be mounted and presented, and I’m doing the exam (i finished today). I can’t be arsed with it anymore - just want to get it off my chest, which I thought this blog might do a little. Not sure if it has though! Only a month and it’ll be over.

Sorry about this rant, probably a crap read but just a vent for what’s spinning around in my head. Future blogs I’ll keep much more interesting on more enjoyable topics! No more art.

Uh oh. oz iz back, well at least returned back to his cyber birth place… One difference this time though, I’ve fallen for the Blogging craze phase meaning this website has been effectively hijacked by blogger.com with my old website cast in the shadow. You see I got bored of the old. Bored of writing to myself about things - I was on an isolated e-island as oziz.co.uk then was with no real connection to community. I did try, many times to create my own web community within oziz, but in the end I have come crawling back on my knees to the heart of the blog leaving my stubbornness behind.

So in farewell to index.php and in celebration of index.html I bring to you the lyrics of Redefine [WMA]- Incubus. I think this song was destined for this day and this… blog.

Imagine your brain as a
canister filled with ink
yeah, now think of your body
as the pen where the ink resides
Fuse the two; KAPOW!
What are you now?
You’re the human magic marker, won’t you
please surprise my eyes?
It’s in your nature,
you can paint whatever picture
you like no matter what
Ted Koppel says on channel 4 tonight
So modify this third rock from the sun
by painting myriads of pictures
with the colors of one
I’m sick of painting in black and white
my pen is dry, now I’m uptight
So sick of limiting myself
to fit your definition
Picture the scene, where whatever you thought,
would, in the blink of an eye,
manifest and become illustrated
You’d be sure man that every
line drawn reflected a life that you loved
not an existence that you hated
So, must we demonstrate that
we can’t get it straight?
We’ve painted a picture,
now we’re drowning in paint
Lets figure out what the fuck it’s about
before the picture we painted
chews us up and spits us out
I’m sick of painting in black and white
my pen is dry, now I’m uptight
So sick of limiting myself
to fit your definition
Redefine