I think I just missed Simon Cowell

Not that I feel much remorse. He's in Manchester for a "Britain's Got Talent" search, and as I passed the Palace Theatre, I saw large groups of people gathered outside. Awhile later, when I was several blocks away, I heard cheering. As this was only at 10:20, I doubt they had a winner.

That's the best guess I have so far.

Sigh...my brush with fame.

NotW: Getting Personal

Border Control shake-up set out

Truth be told I haven't looked too deep into this, but obviously it's something that hits me quite deeply. My VISA renewal needs to be in by the end of the month, and I'm curious about what I'll need to do regarding fingerprints et. al. (perhaps I'll have to fill in a whole new form....sigh)

Full Disclosure

You do notice after awhile that you haven't updated in awhile. The difficult part is realing that you're not blogging because of time, or lack of events; it's a deep shame that permeates every part of you. Failure in one part seeps into every aspect of your life: suddenly, you can't do anything.
The amazing part about this is the failure to rationalize, or accept positive thoughts.

Here are the facts: I lost my Master's, failing in my compositions by 5 points. Had I gotten the minimum, I would have graduated with honors. Had I gone for only a PGDip rather than a Master's, I would have received high honors.

Luckily for me, the school allows all one-year students to resubmit failed portions. My composition teacher is gracious enough to provide me with some more lessons. I have until September, so the key now is to get off my duff.