Category Archives: Personal Posts

The Results Are In

Today, my brother and all the other Fifth Year leavers across the UK received their GCSE results. This was the first time that my brother had ever gone to collect results, so naturally my parents and I, accompanied with other parents of GCSE students, assembled in Caffé Nero, nervously biting our finger nails and sipping our tasteless cappuccinos.

Finally, we have the awaited phone call, that is instantly answered before the first note of the ringtone is even finished. I looked at my mother’s face, staring rigidly to see a subtle sign in her expression to show joy or dismay. I was glad to see that all the members of our company showed the former.

I am so proud of my brother. He held his own in the exams and did well in the subjects that were his weakest. Having my results a week earlier may have created added tension to the wait, and I hope he now feels relieved that the wait is over.

I would like to extend my congratulations to other GCSE students who have got what they wanted, but as news started to leak back to us, it was clear that others did not get what they were hoping for. To you, I express my condolences and I would like to directly talk to you now. Continue reading The Results Are In

My Eulogy to Robin Williams

Waking up this morning, I felt fairly good. I’ve been trying to cram in my lie-ins before I have to be greeted by a pitch-black sky through the cracks of my eyes to get ready for my last year of school.

My memory is hazy through the first part of this morning. I vaguely remember my brother looking fairly well, after dealing with his traumatic food poisoning the day before. It’s like the sounds have been engraved into his and my head. I recall my new alarm, an app called CARROT(squared) making me do tedious tasks in an effort to wake me up as I tried to turn of its slowly rising tones.

I think my memory becomes very clear when I started to check my vine feed. “Vines” are six-second videos that are made up of different clips. The first one was of Disney’s Aladdin. I heard the famous first lines of the genie. I smiled as nostalgic memories swam delicately around my head. I didn’t read the description. It was the second vine that I saw that had my smile drop. This time, I read the description. It was simple and to the point:


I vividly remember my first thought, my reaction that I believe I shared with everyone else who heard the news: It can’t be true. The crystal-clear memory comes: turning on the news to confirm the inevitable.

The picture is of Robin Williams. His name is called as he wins the Academy Award for Best Supporting Actor for 1997’s Good Will Hunting. His speechlessness gaze rests on the Award, which is tightly gripped in his hands. His joyful laugh is muffled by the roaring applause of the room. He gives his thanks, but not without putting in a few witty side-comments, that are greeted with the laughter of the onlooking audience. I wonder now, seventeen years on, where that joy has gone now.

It is no question that Robin Williams is a phenominal actor, who’s talent as an actor lead him to improvise effective comedy and create more serious and gritty characters in his films. However, even with his dark roles, we still saw the humour subtly hiding behind his clever, thought-provoking words.

While having rocky relationships, the love for his children was undying, and his bonds with his friends were unbreakable. A caring man, his charity work has helped many organisations, being the founder of the Windfall Foundation. It is hard to think of a man who created so much happiness to be feeling so alone himself. It is a shame that he never fully realised the love that others had for him, from his family, to his fans.

I was amazed by the response from other people today. I chuckled at the numerous people that reinacted his Mrs Doubtfire’s cake scene. It makes me happy to see the people keeping in high spirits, spreading Williams’ comedy with others. It is what Robin Williams would of, and did do, after making his friend Christopher Reeves laugh the first time after his horse-riding accident.

I have heard countless amounts of times the respect other people in the industry have shown towards Williams. People like Mel Gibson and Jackie Chan each share their condolances, remembering him for… well, just being him. Robin seems like a man who can make anyone admire him, and also create happiness wherever he goes.

My relationship with Robin may not be as strong as other fans. I haven’t seen many of his more famous films like Good Will Hunting and One Hour Photo, I haven’t actively followed his activity as an actor or on a social media page, but I am happy of what I have shared with the actor. I watched Mrs Doubtfire a number of times with my family. I remember a certain zany blue genie entertaining me as a child. I have the collection of Good Morning Vietnam on my iPod, which I listened to as a kid in my room, feeling like a crazy rebel that I’m listening to it after bed-time.

Sure, I bet other people have a lot more memories about Williams than I do, but that doesn’t make it any less of a reason for me not to write this post. To me, I think he deserves all the respect he can get. I dedicate this post to not only a great comedian, but a great person.

Robin Williams: you will be sorely missed.

I need to work up some stuff on this post like italics, but I’m working on my iPad at the moment which limits what I can do to edit. I wish you all a good night.


What you should include in a first blog post… which I haven’t included

Hello to all! I am Will Vincent, a.k.a. Vinci, and I would like to welcome you to my blog.

would explain to you who I am; I would explain to you what this blog is about; I would try and give you a friendly tongue-in-cheek post about the points aforementioned. However, my gun-ho attitude and absent planning has put all these points in my ‘Abouts’ page rather than in a first post. I would suggest you read that before continuing.

All done? Excellent! I’ll mention here a feeble excuse that I don’t really like to plan. A good excuse would be some pompous thought like: “Oh I do like to make my posts feel more natural and improvised! They should be from the soul and heart. I also have the spirit animal of a whale.” However, I find that planning something makes my mind whiz off into a complete tangent of extravagant plans and expectations, which ultimately delays and snaps me back into a reality where I have no time to actually do any of my planned masterpiece. So this is what you have!

But now that you have read the ‘Abouts’ page (or at least should have read) the question remains: what should you say in your first post?

Now, I can answer the question with ‘should’: everything that I said in the ‘Abouts’ page. That is my advice to budding bloggers out there. Now the question reverts back to me: what should I say in my first post now?

Frankly, there is nothing else to be introduced. The only other fact that has changed from the ‘Abouts’ page (which was written sometime before 7th July but failed to show up on the website) is that I am officially eighteen years of age, now making it legal for me to be completely irresponsible and totally accountable for any of my actions and that my brother has died down with hyped lectures, mainly due to me being away from home for about a week.

I am writing this post now as I am in a position to start sticking to a post-per-week-and-a-bit-on-the-side-nudge-nudge schedule, which is good for me and you guys (as long as you actually enjoy these posts).

The only other thing to mention is the future. You already know that I am going to stick to a post a week (probably one every Sunday) but I will be adding a post tomorrow to kick things off. Huzzah! It will probably be a film review, so get hype for that!

I am trying to stockpile some posts for weeks I know I will be away for this summer. I am working on another project (that is something that I have distanced myself from for a while that I am getting back to) and I am also working on coding to get my own theme for this website going. So far, I have learnt the basics of HTML (the backbone of a webpage) and I am delving into the mysteries of CSS (what makes a website shiny and pretty).

I have been deliberating what to do about more personal posts, as they are fun to write. I would probably say that they will be less frequent and more fractured during the weeks to come. All posts on Sundays will be ‘Picks’ (a name I have just come up with, but fits nicely) and more personal things will be laced with future developments for the blog.

A friend of mine offered to be an editor of the blog. I have to see whether that offer is still available as my editing at the moment is a quick proof-read and publish, like a cheap hand car wash down at the local petrol station.

That is all! I wish you all the best in whatever you are doing with your lives and wish you good luck in stomaching the posts/picks to come.

As a hyperactive, jumping tiger once said: TTFN!