Energy Resources...We're Screwed

I thought physics today would be the same old tired affair, either do nothing for the whole lesson watching old man Ghettle walk in and out of the classroom occassionally or listen to him drone on about resistance or whatever the fuck we're supposed to be learning about. But anyway, todays lesson was different, today we were (and I use this lightly) learning about energy resources.

Big deal, you may say. We learn this kinda crap in Geography all the time. However, unlike our Geography teacher Frost, Gettle uses his "dynamic" youthful charm to really captivate his target audience of bored and hormone-driven teenagers.

I already knew most of the stuff he told us but to have it consolodated like that... wow.

So our worlds resources are running out. In 40 years time we will have used up all our gas and oil. In 200 years time we will have used up all our coal. Basically we're screwed but I knew all this. Apparently someof the most important things in the world are made from oil (clothes, tupperware, ikea furniture etc.) we will be in shitstreet without it.

Which is why there's so much pressure on the Middle East from America. Should all our oil finally deplete then it would trigger a WWIII with the superpowers fighting it out for that precious liquid. America are planning to stockpile it all so the can sit it out should any war spark. Unfortunately for them, there is also China.

China might not seem too great at the moment but its economic growth is increasing by 250% and will overtake Britain and America by 2025. Roughly around the time we start panicking over resources. So when China comes knocking at the doors of America (with its kickass economy and massive population) I doubt they'd take a polite no for an answer.

To cut to the chase there'd be a nuclear winter where there'd be no food or fuel. Soon we'll resort to Soylent Green to survive and people don't want to know what that's made of.

Apparently, Yellowstone Park will also explode around that time (I watched SuperVolcano on ITV so don't question me) and there won't even be an America.

So China inherits the world and survives off soylent green until the nuclear winter dies down. Then they'll start thinking about fuel. Maybe they'll even think of improving China's football team (who couldn't even qualify for the World Cup)

All this isn't certain. What is certain is that I won't get my pension and Labour will screw us over just like it has done a thousand times. It'll start with the 12 year olds forced to vote for Labour then our pension packages will be replaced with the pill. I haven't even taken into account what will happen should cyanide start running low.

To summarise: There's nothing to look forward to in 40 years time.

So yeah, the future's pretty grim.

The Popularity Project

I've realised, what is the point of venting out your hatred if there isn't anyone to hear what you've got to say? Sure, it's a kickass blog but now it is time for me to discover that audience I crave so much.

To achieve the desired result, I can choose any of these three options:

A.) Post as much spam as I possibly can in the hope that someone, in their blind fury, comes onto this blog and deems it worthy to revisit. Possibly using a message along these lines:

I find your blog intriguing. Visit my blog about my humourous attempts at Oxbridge and gain insight into my hate-filled world. This is not spam.

B.) Post this blog on every blog directory site I can find. Living in deperate hope that people actually surf such directories.

C.) Make some sympathetic blogging friends who would take pity and link to a wretched soul like I.

This isn't going to be something that will happen overnight. Rome wasn't built in a day as they say. I have a long, arduous journey ahead of me and not one of my posts has been to do with Oxbridge. Oh well.

Aesthetically dull

At the moment, the blog isn't exactly artistically captivating (despite my love for the colour green) therefore something needs to be done about.

You'd think that a webmaster with eight years worth of experience would be able to liven up this sorry excuse of a blog.

I could put up a picture of myself but that might draw a couple of paedos (being such a handsome and suave individual something like that is bound to happen) and I don't want my friends to find out I've got a blog. I'd lose all respeckt amongst my hommies fool.

Maybe I should put on some random funny pictures or some phychadelic flashing thingies to hyponotise people into bookmarking this blog (LMAO). If that fails I'll just upload some pornography.

I'll have to sleep on it.

So it begins...

I've realised, writing the first post of a blog is the hardest thing I've ever had to try and do. It is the reason why I have sleepless nights trying to summon every ounce of wit and sarcasm to conjure up a post so mesmerising fantastic that I feel it worthy to continue to write for. First impressions are everything and that is definitely the case with blogs but why must this be so difficult?

Therefore I've come up with a simple solution. Cut the crap and write some shit that vaguely fills the empty space. Every other post can build upon this one.

Now a summary. What is the purpose of this blog? Ideally, it is to "chart the attempts of a China-born British student trying to grasp an alusive place in Oxbridge Medicine" but that's not exactly gonna draw the masses.

so...

I shall also report on current events (mostly in the UK) and then moan about them like the sarcastic, hate-filled little scamp I am.

Now all I need is an appreciative audience... What I'll do now is write some crappy posts and show enough potential for the big boys of the blogging world to link to me. How difficult can that be eh?