ok, i kinda half take it back!
snow is funnnnnn!
but it still gets you cold and wet and hurts when it is thrown at you ;)
and i love walking on powdery un-walked on snow :')
lovely jubley.
Friday, 18 December 2009
wet freezing white stuff.
eurgh, hate it. abso-bloody-lutely hate it.
what's to likeeeee?
it makes you cold and wet. and cold.
the only plus is it makes my garden look pretty!
BUT I WANTED TO GO INTO SCHOOL TODAY 8-)
it would've been our last year 11 christmas together :/
and we could've had our annual christmas rave to reach up to the stairs, the crappy hour long assembly which is surprisingly entertaining, the christmas fair that has no point but is actually quite enjoyable, and leaving early hugging everyone saying merry christmas.
love. it.
damn you snow, damn you.
what's to likeeeee?
it makes you cold and wet. and cold.
the only plus is it makes my garden look pretty!
BUT I WANTED TO GO INTO SCHOOL TODAY 8-)
it would've been our last year 11 christmas together :/
and we could've had our annual christmas rave to reach up to the stairs, the crappy hour long assembly which is surprisingly entertaining, the christmas fair that has no point but is actually quite enjoyable, and leaving early hugging everyone saying merry christmas.
love. it.
damn you snow, damn you.
Sunday, 13 December 2009
the hungry goose and the lonely camel.
lizzie lizzie lizzie, where i'd be without you.
i wouldn't have anyone to laugh with everyday, to take a walk with and see the christmas lights, to entertain ourselves in any moment of boredom and to have stupid pathetic fights with but always know that a grudge won't be held for more than 10 minutes.
you, like no other, are my best friend. i could have no one and still be complete. just because i could spend every moment and everyday with you and never be bored. thats not to say i dont love my friends so much, just that you are at the top of the list babes.
i love you more than anything. ever.
ti amo mi chica.
p.s. YOU WAN PWAN CWAKA?
Wednesday, 9 December 2009
my addictions:
harry potter
but then again, who isn't?
tapping my pen annoyingly
oh, the kicks it gives me :')
top gear
oh yes, pure genius!
writing blogs
explains its self really.
reading blogs
again, pretty self explanatory
crap reality tv
i hang my head in shame, but whats not to like about watching people suffer?
tea
all hail mr twinings!
christmas starbucks
match made in heaven!
but then again, who isn't?
tapping my pen annoyingly
oh, the kicks it gives me :')
top gear
oh yes, pure genius!
writing blogs
explains its self really.
reading blogs
again, pretty self explanatory
crap reality tv
i hang my head in shame, but whats not to like about watching people suffer?
tea
all hail mr twinings!
christmas starbucks
match made in heaven!
Tuesday, 8 December 2009
we stick together like glue.
oh my lovelysss, how i love you. and how i'm going to miss spending every day with you!
you've treated me well, you have. entertained, comforted, made me laugh for the past 5 years. i appreciate it. i've got you to thank for what i am today :')
how cringy is this? but i gotta tell 'em somehow! i love you guys, "like a fat kid loves cake". and it is exactly like that! you can try and diet, bu somehow, you always need that fix of them! you sometimes get fed up off them, but they always find their way back to you.
and i love it.
i wouldn't change you lot for the world. not for anything.
there is that 3, that special 3, who are like my beanbag, always there to fall on ;) and don't take this offensivley at all! coz i mean it in the best way! i'd rather sit with you guys watching films with nachos than doing anything else in the world.
that one who i can never seem to get rid off, but i wouldnt want it any other way. entertaining me in the boringest (if thats a word?) of lessons, making me laugh, telling me all the gossip, just everything.
and then those ones where we used to go round each others house eveyr single bloody week. but it was amazing, sitting eating pizza with you guys was never boring. whenever we had nothing to do, it was round emmas, and it was always so comforting to know that we could do that every single week. and we havent done it for a while, i miss maggie making me cup of teas at emams house, and emmas mum ordering us indian, and getting the bus ALL the way, every single week, and maggie discovering the telescope, and making the wall, and just generally everyhting, it was always so much fun!
and then the rest of you rowdy lot :') i love everything about you, even the annoying little habits you may have, i actually bloody love you.
and when we "go our seperate ways" its you that i'm going to miss. not the teachers, not the building, not any one else, but you. you guys have made bishops what it is. yes, the building is crap, yes some of the teachers are assholes, but with you there has never been a dull moment.
thanks guys, i truly madly deeply love you.
you've treated me well, you have. entertained, comforted, made me laugh for the past 5 years. i appreciate it. i've got you to thank for what i am today :')
how cringy is this? but i gotta tell 'em somehow! i love you guys, "like a fat kid loves cake". and it is exactly like that! you can try and diet, bu somehow, you always need that fix of them! you sometimes get fed up off them, but they always find their way back to you.
and i love it.
i wouldn't change you lot for the world. not for anything.
there is that 3, that special 3, who are like my beanbag, always there to fall on ;) and don't take this offensivley at all! coz i mean it in the best way! i'd rather sit with you guys watching films with nachos than doing anything else in the world.
that one who i can never seem to get rid off, but i wouldnt want it any other way. entertaining me in the boringest (if thats a word?) of lessons, making me laugh, telling me all the gossip, just everything.
and then those ones where we used to go round each others house eveyr single bloody week. but it was amazing, sitting eating pizza with you guys was never boring. whenever we had nothing to do, it was round emmas, and it was always so comforting to know that we could do that every single week. and we havent done it for a while, i miss maggie making me cup of teas at emams house, and emmas mum ordering us indian, and getting the bus ALL the way, every single week, and maggie discovering the telescope, and making the wall, and just generally everyhting, it was always so much fun!
and then the rest of you rowdy lot :') i love everything about you, even the annoying little habits you may have, i actually bloody love you.
and when we "go our seperate ways" its you that i'm going to miss. not the teachers, not the building, not any one else, but you. you guys have made bishops what it is. yes, the building is crap, yes some of the teachers are assholes, but with you there has never been a dull moment.
thanks guys, i truly madly deeply love you.
it's funny, isn't it?
i love it when we all sit in the form room at lunch time, in our little group. makes me feel at home, with the people i admire and love. i don't want that to end, but i guess, where there is a starting line, there has to be a finish line.
it's funny, isn't it? how you can be in such a busy place, people surrounding you, and you still feel lonely. i think that i have a pretty amazing group of friends, but sometimes, just occasionaly, you see two of them laughing together, having a 'private' chat in the corner, and you just think, "where do i belong?".
i hate that feeling. hate it with a passion. of course, this is hardly ever, just someitmes, like yesturday for example, i sat there and i looked at 2 of my friends, who i used to be so so close with, and i sat there and thought "i miss them". and it's true, i still talk to them pretty much everyday, still smile at them in the corridor, but just somehow, we aren't as close any more.
my blogs seem pretty repetitive and depressing, i've figured. but that isn't really what i'm like? one day, i will do the happiest one everrr, just to show you that i can be happy, just its coincedence that whenever i write these, i have something on my mind.
shame, eh?
it's funny, isn't it? how you can be in such a busy place, people surrounding you, and you still feel lonely. i think that i have a pretty amazing group of friends, but sometimes, just occasionaly, you see two of them laughing together, having a 'private' chat in the corner, and you just think, "where do i belong?".
i hate that feeling. hate it with a passion. of course, this is hardly ever, just someitmes, like yesturday for example, i sat there and i looked at 2 of my friends, who i used to be so so close with, and i sat there and thought "i miss them". and it's true, i still talk to them pretty much everyday, still smile at them in the corridor, but just somehow, we aren't as close any more.
my blogs seem pretty repetitive and depressing, i've figured. but that isn't really what i'm like? one day, i will do the happiest one everrr, just to show you that i can be happy, just its coincedence that whenever i write these, i have something on my mind.
shame, eh?
Tuesday, 1 December 2009
pointless shit.
why is it that i am the only one who seems to be writing new posts?! you lazy, lazy bunch ;)
but who cares if i seem keen, i enjoy writing these pointless, yet quite meaningful (to me) blogs. yea yea, i know i ramble on but mehhh, do i look like i give a shit?
i pressed that "next blog" button at the top of the page earlier, and found one by an american lady who had two kids and was writing about her 3 years in calofornia. and yes, i was sad enough to read it (;D) but it was atcually well enjoyable! to read about someone without knowing anyting about them. to find out how they live, what they do etc etc etc.
and yes, eventually that is what i would like mine to be. and as many of my friends know, I LOVE PICTURES. but yet, noone will take bloody pictures. ahahaha, how pointless is this? but maybe you'll bother to read this and figure it out, take some pictures with me?
if we are all going to be going our seperate ways, dont ytou want something to remember all our good times by? coz we have had some good'uns guys! and yes, i know we will see eachother, but STILL, please guys? (a)
THIS WAS SO BLOODY POINTLESS.
so enjoy these pictures :')
i want her glasses well loads!
wow. lov-ing the cameras. and yes, the "-" was there for effect ;)
mmm, winter winter winterrrr!
but who cares if i seem keen, i enjoy writing these pointless, yet quite meaningful (to me) blogs. yea yea, i know i ramble on but mehhh, do i look like i give a shit?
i pressed that "next blog" button at the top of the page earlier, and found one by an american lady who had two kids and was writing about her 3 years in calofornia. and yes, i was sad enough to read it (;D) but it was atcually well enjoyable! to read about someone without knowing anyting about them. to find out how they live, what they do etc etc etc.
and yes, eventually that is what i would like mine to be. and as many of my friends know, I LOVE PICTURES. but yet, noone will take bloody pictures. ahahaha, how pointless is this? but maybe you'll bother to read this and figure it out, take some pictures with me?
if we are all going to be going our seperate ways, dont ytou want something to remember all our good times by? coz we have had some good'uns guys! and yes, i know we will see eachother, but STILL, please guys? (a)
THIS WAS SO BLOODY POINTLESS.
so enjoy these pictures :')
i want her glasses well loads!
wow. lov-ing the cameras. and yes, the "-" was there for effect ;)
mmm, winter winter winterrrr!
Sunday, 29 November 2009
google - the brain of the world.
Donald Trump once said everything in life is luck. and you know what? he speaks so much sense.
people say "our eyes met over the dance floor" etc etc etcccc. but it was really luck that you decided that you would go to this particular club, luck that you looked at that precise moment and luck that you decided to keep your eyes lingering.
you are a bloody genius donald.
everything has been figured out, except how to live
living your life is one thing that you can keep to yourself. of course there is influences and people that push you in a certain direction. where would we be without our parents for example? basically, you'd be screwed if there was no-one there for the first 16years of your life?
yea, some people are like "i cant wait to live by myself" but to be honest, no matter how much they nag, shout, moan, they still love you. even if some havnt figured out how to show it?
i'm not aiming this at my rentsss, coz they are (usually) lovelllyyy. but seriously, we take too many things for granted. instead of getting all aggs and in a huff about stuff, just move on. yea, they wont let you go out one night, get over it.
there is so much more out there that you can live by, that one night or one dress or one phone isnt gunna make that much of a difference now, is it?
so live your life as it comes. you're the one that can control it. remember that.
coz if you fuck it up now, then you're gunna be having "fuck my life" moments for the rest of your bloody life.
people say "our eyes met over the dance floor" etc etc etcccc. but it was really luck that you decided that you would go to this particular club, luck that you looked at that precise moment and luck that you decided to keep your eyes lingering.
you are a bloody genius donald.
everything has been figured out, except how to live
living your life is one thing that you can keep to yourself. of course there is influences and people that push you in a certain direction. where would we be without our parents for example? basically, you'd be screwed if there was no-one there for the first 16years of your life?
yea, some people are like "i cant wait to live by myself" but to be honest, no matter how much they nag, shout, moan, they still love you. even if some havnt figured out how to show it?
i'm not aiming this at my rentsss, coz they are (usually) lovelllyyy. but seriously, we take too many things for granted. instead of getting all aggs and in a huff about stuff, just move on. yea, they wont let you go out one night, get over it.
there is so much more out there that you can live by, that one night or one dress or one phone isnt gunna make that much of a difference now, is it?
so live your life as it comes. you're the one that can control it. remember that.
coz if you fuck it up now, then you're gunna be having "fuck my life" moments for the rest of your bloody life.
Tuesday, 24 November 2009
une leçon par Hatti
when you try your best but don't succeed,
when you get what you want but not what you need,
when you feel so tired but you can't sleep,
stuck in reverse.
and the tears come streaming down your face,
when you lose something you can't replace,
when you love someone but it goes to waste,
could it be worse?
lights will guide you home,
and ignite your bones,
and i will try to fix you...
and high up above or down below,
when you're too in love to let it go,
but if you never try you'll never know,
just what your worth.
coldplay; gotta love them.
telling it how it is always proves best in my opinion. honesty is a virtue, not a sin. just remember that.
ALL my blogs people have been saying "is this about me" etccc, and to be honest i've given up so, telling it like it is:
YES, IT'S BLOODY ABOUT YOU :')
don't take this personally, but blogging is a way to express yourself when you don't have much confidence to speak to someones face. anyways, its not liek these blogs are bitching about people, it's just expressing my "inner feelings" or whatever you like to call them.
so yes, if you think it is about you, it probably is a good thing.
but instead of getting all aggs about stuff why don't you just take it on the chin and appreciate the honesty?
that's the new motto i'm living by.
vivre sa vie par une devise ne vous mènera nulle part, mais c'est un bon endroit pour commencer.
when you get what you want but not what you need,
when you feel so tired but you can't sleep,
stuck in reverse.
and the tears come streaming down your face,
when you lose something you can't replace,
when you love someone but it goes to waste,
could it be worse?
lights will guide you home,
and ignite your bones,
and i will try to fix you...
and high up above or down below,
when you're too in love to let it go,
but if you never try you'll never know,
just what your worth.
coldplay; gotta love them.
telling it how it is always proves best in my opinion. honesty is a virtue, not a sin. just remember that.
ALL my blogs people have been saying "is this about me" etccc, and to be honest i've given up so, telling it like it is:
YES, IT'S BLOODY ABOUT YOU :')
don't take this personally, but blogging is a way to express yourself when you don't have much confidence to speak to someones face. anyways, its not liek these blogs are bitching about people, it's just expressing my "inner feelings" or whatever you like to call them.
so yes, if you think it is about you, it probably is a good thing.
but instead of getting all aggs about stuff why don't you just take it on the chin and appreciate the honesty?
that's the new motto i'm living by.
vivre sa vie par une devise ne vous mènera nulle part, mais c'est un bon endroit pour commencer.
Sunday, 22 November 2009
the eyes are the window to the soul.
bullshit.
the eyes tell you nothing. look into someones eyes and it will tell you what colour they are, possibly how confident they are. but they do not tell you whats in your brain.
sometimes i wish they did; to know what someone is thinking would be the best super hero power i reckon. i pretty much always think to myself, "what do they think of me?" or "do they like me?", but answers never come just by looking into someones eyes.
you have to look deeper, is sometimes said, but how the hell do you look deeper than into someones eyes?
not possible.
sorry if you're a believer in all this crap, but stop kidding yourself, you ain't never finding out what is in my brain. thats personal. just for me.
sorry.
the eyes tell you nothing. look into someones eyes and it will tell you what colour they are, possibly how confident they are. but they do not tell you whats in your brain.
sometimes i wish they did; to know what someone is thinking would be the best super hero power i reckon. i pretty much always think to myself, "what do they think of me?" or "do they like me?", but answers never come just by looking into someones eyes.
you have to look deeper, is sometimes said, but how the hell do you look deeper than into someones eyes?
not possible.
sorry if you're a believer in all this crap, but stop kidding yourself, you ain't never finding out what is in my brain. thats personal. just for me.
sorry.
Thursday, 19 November 2009
your personality is all you can control.
thanks.
just a lovely picture that made me smilleeeeeee :)
lets fly among the clouds together, holding our big red umbrella.
just a lovely picture that made me smilleeeeeee :)
lets fly among the clouds together, holding our big red umbrella.
Monday, 16 November 2009
Saturday, 14 November 2009
failing to take a chance is not failing in life.
Each day is a new canvas to paint upon. Make sure your picture is full of life and happiness, and at the end of the day you don't look at it and wish you had painted something different.
a little old lady once sang me the goodnight song; probably the most insignificant thing ever, but it really was special.
a few weeks later she died.
and i realised that poor woman probably didn't have family with her, just a nurse, a doctor and a life support machine.
sad isn't it?
i don't really know where i am getting at, but what i am basically attempting (and failing) to say, is that if we don't live each day as we want to, we may never have the chance.
if you obey all the rules, you miss all the fun!
a little old lady once sang me the goodnight song; probably the most insignificant thing ever, but it really was special.
a few weeks later she died.
and i realised that poor woman probably didn't have family with her, just a nurse, a doctor and a life support machine.
sad isn't it?
i don't really know where i am getting at, but what i am basically attempting (and failing) to say, is that if we don't live each day as we want to, we may never have the chance.
if you obey all the rules, you miss all the fun!
Friday, 13 November 2009
i'd like to live away with the fairies.
yup, i'd like to live away with the fairies. or where the wild things are. or somewhere were your prince charming will come galloping over the hill.
yes, i like to dream.
dreams about harry potter and alex pettyfer. dreams about starry nights and sunsets.
my dreams don't tend to be something stupid and unrealistic. mine tend to be ones that always have a meaning behind them. this may sound so cliché, but what i have learnt over the last few months is to not give a shit what others think.
i'm not going to wear certain clothes because everyone else is. i'm not going to move schools just because my friends are. i'm not going to like someone just because my friends do.
i'm doing it for me. yes, me. and i don't care how selfish or arrogant you may take this to be. because it's my future and i'm going to shape that for what i want it to be. not anyone else.
why should i live up to anyones expectations but my own?
yes, you may mean something in my life, but this does not mean you can tell me what to do, or what i am doing is wrong. you have no right to say that i am following people, when, clearly i am not. whatever you say does not mean a thing to me, so why wasting your breath even trying. why bother?
this may sound like i am an angry bastard, but i'm not. really. i'm just trying to finally express what i couldn't today by saying i don't give a shit that this "may ruin someone else's chances". just because you "went and visited" does not mean you have any right above mine. that doesn't mean you want it more. that doesn't mean you deserve this more than me. so why make me feel like a twat in front of people when you are meant to be a friend.
friends support each other.
yes, i like to dream.
dreams about harry potter and alex pettyfer. dreams about starry nights and sunsets.
my dreams don't tend to be something stupid and unrealistic. mine tend to be ones that always have a meaning behind them. this may sound so cliché, but what i have learnt over the last few months is to not give a shit what others think.
i'm not going to wear certain clothes because everyone else is. i'm not going to move schools just because my friends are. i'm not going to like someone just because my friends do.
i'm doing it for me. yes, me. and i don't care how selfish or arrogant you may take this to be. because it's my future and i'm going to shape that for what i want it to be. not anyone else.
why should i live up to anyones expectations but my own?
yes, you may mean something in my life, but this does not mean you can tell me what to do, or what i am doing is wrong. you have no right to say that i am following people, when, clearly i am not. whatever you say does not mean a thing to me, so why wasting your breath even trying. why bother?
this may sound like i am an angry bastard, but i'm not. really. i'm just trying to finally express what i couldn't today by saying i don't give a shit that this "may ruin someone else's chances". just because you "went and visited" does not mean you have any right above mine. that doesn't mean you want it more. that doesn't mean you deserve this more than me. so why make me feel like a twat in front of people when you are meant to be a friend.
friends support each other.
Monday, 9 November 2009
the deepness of it all!
its crazy right?
to love someone who hurt you.
its crazier to think that
someone who hurt you loves you.
woahhhh, i seem to get deeper and deeper by the second these days!
it seems to be that everyone is writing about life and love, but who really cares what they have to say?
an interesting blog, in my opinion, is one that really makes you feel for the person, one that makes you laugh, or cry, one that really blows you away by the power of their words.
Some people say a picture speaks a thousand words, but to me, a nice old sonnet by Billy Shakespeare can be just as meaningful, possibly more?
Others have dreams to be able to sing or dance, draw or paint, but i'd really like to be a master of words. Have people remember what i've written and really change people's point of views just from a couple of lines i've written.
I have some talented friends, yes, thats you i am referring to bloggers, you're the ones who really inspire me to write what i really think. Some of your blogs really blow me away by the shear talent you show, lucky buggers.
Yes, english gcse may be important to you, but to me, i don't care what grade i'll receive, it's what i write and whether i am proud of the piece of literature i have produced.
i dont even know if literature is the right word for it? i don't actually know what an adjective is, where you should use a semi-colon or what the difference between juxtaposition and paradox is, if there even is one? But i do know that i can spot a good piece of writing.
Even if i can't produce one myself.
to love someone who hurt you.
its crazier to think that
someone who hurt you loves you.
woahhhh, i seem to get deeper and deeper by the second these days!
it seems to be that everyone is writing about life and love, but who really cares what they have to say?
an interesting blog, in my opinion, is one that really makes you feel for the person, one that makes you laugh, or cry, one that really blows you away by the power of their words.
Some people say a picture speaks a thousand words, but to me, a nice old sonnet by Billy Shakespeare can be just as meaningful, possibly more?
Others have dreams to be able to sing or dance, draw or paint, but i'd really like to be a master of words. Have people remember what i've written and really change people's point of views just from a couple of lines i've written.
I have some talented friends, yes, thats you i am referring to bloggers, you're the ones who really inspire me to write what i really think. Some of your blogs really blow me away by the shear talent you show, lucky buggers.
Yes, english gcse may be important to you, but to me, i don't care what grade i'll receive, it's what i write and whether i am proud of the piece of literature i have produced.
i dont even know if literature is the right word for it? i don't actually know what an adjective is, where you should use a semi-colon or what the difference between juxtaposition and paradox is, if there even is one? But i do know that i can spot a good piece of writing.
Even if i can't produce one myself.
yes, well, i don't like you either.
Once upon a time, words never hurt me, Change never killed me, love never broke me, Fear never shook me. And my hopes never faded away. I never broke down & I was always happy.
once upon a time eh?
remember the good old days when you got "dumped" and you'd reply that you were gunna dump them anyway? when the only thing you cried about was dropping your lollipop, when the only news you ever heard about was who's house you were going for to tea that night or watching newsround, when someone sticking their tongue out at you was the thing mummy would comfort you about, when "big school" was the scariest thing you knew.
how we took being little for granted.
those days we should have lived knowing that those were going to be the simplest days of our lives, we should have danced in the streets and not cared if people were looking, we should have said what we want to who ever we wanted and not cared if they questioned what we said, we should have told everyone 'i love you' at every minute of every day, so if they never came back, we would always have known that the last thing we said to them was the most meaningful thing we could have said.
yup, the tragedy of life is not that it ends so soon, but that we wait so long to begin it.
once upon a time eh?
remember the good old days when you got "dumped" and you'd reply that you were gunna dump them anyway? when the only thing you cried about was dropping your lollipop, when the only news you ever heard about was who's house you were going for to tea that night or watching newsround, when someone sticking their tongue out at you was the thing mummy would comfort you about, when "big school" was the scariest thing you knew.
how we took being little for granted.
those days we should have lived knowing that those were going to be the simplest days of our lives, we should have danced in the streets and not cared if people were looking, we should have said what we want to who ever we wanted and not cared if they questioned what we said, we should have told everyone 'i love you' at every minute of every day, so if they never came back, we would always have known that the last thing we said to them was the most meaningful thing we could have said.
yup, the tragedy of life is not that it ends so soon, but that we wait so long to begin it.
Friday, 6 November 2009
Jack Bauer, you've served me well...
Happy 8th Birthday 24 ;)
You've entertained me for hours!
i have nothing to say really.
0% inspiration and still can't work out how you put fucking pictures up!
HELP?
Don't let the bed bugs bite bloggers!
You've entertained me for hours!
i have nothing to say really.
0% inspiration and still can't work out how you put fucking pictures up!
HELP?
Don't let the bed bugs bite bloggers!
It's all obscenities!
well, i don't actually know what this means (feel free to fill me in?!) but it sounded pretty good 8-)
yes, no need to remind me how cool i am!
anyway, i've pretty much realised lately how distant i am from some people. People who used to be the ones i would text first without fail, people who i would be round there hosue every week, people i know that i could phone up if any doubt ever came into my mind.
and it's not that i dont trust them anymore, or dislike them, we just don't seem to talk much anymore.
sorry about all the depressivness, sometimes i need to get stuff out of my system ;)
ANDANDAND, just some lovely pictures that made me feel happy inside ;)
OKAY, SERIOUSLY, HOW THE FUCK DO YOU PUT PICTURES ON HERE?
yes, no need to remind me how cool i am!
anyway, i've pretty much realised lately how distant i am from some people. People who used to be the ones i would text first without fail, people who i would be round there hosue every week, people i know that i could phone up if any doubt ever came into my mind.
and it's not that i dont trust them anymore, or dislike them, we just don't seem to talk much anymore.
sorry about all the depressivness, sometimes i need to get stuff out of my system ;)
ANDANDAND, just some lovely pictures that made me feel happy inside ;)
OKAY, SERIOUSLY, HOW THE FUCK DO YOU PUT PICTURES ON HERE?
Thursday, 5 November 2009
Remember, If you ever need a helping hand...
you'll find one at the end of your arm.
well put Audrey!
and thats all i got for today folks.
inspiration levels are pretty down, the iplayer awaits me!
well put Audrey!
and thats all i got for today folks.
inspiration levels are pretty down, the iplayer awaits me!
Wednesday, 4 November 2009
The start of a new era...
Welcome to my world.
Yup, welcome to my world indeed.
Not the most exciting of places, but none the less, pretty entertaining in my opinion.
Starting my blogging habits is a big step for me. Not the most creative, witty or humorous person, but maybe you'll find this interesting, maybe you won't. You'll never know until you try, eh?
Basically, this may be the crappest welcoming post you have ever read, but give me a chance, the next may be better...
I've pretty much come to the decision that I really don't find traffic counts and spheres of influence very interesting, so, as my wise old friend once said , this is "because geography case studies suck" and she is as right as right can be.
So, maybe this doesn't float your boat, but come and visit some other time. You have no idea what's in store for you...
and nor do i to be honest.
Yup, welcome to my world indeed.
Not the most exciting of places, but none the less, pretty entertaining in my opinion.
Starting my blogging habits is a big step for me. Not the most creative, witty or humorous person, but maybe you'll find this interesting, maybe you won't. You'll never know until you try, eh?
Basically, this may be the crappest welcoming post you have ever read, but give me a chance, the next may be better...
I've pretty much come to the decision that I really don't find traffic counts and spheres of influence very interesting, so, as my wise old friend once said , this is "because geography case studies suck" and she is as right as right can be.
So, maybe this doesn't float your boat, but come and visit some other time. You have no idea what's in store for you...
and nor do i to be honest.
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