Thursday, 26 August 2010

And I hate looking like a fool.

I don't have a lot to say for myself today. It's funny how the weather can reflect on my mood. Because it's miserable and raining; I'm miserable. When I'm in a rubbish mood, I think about the bad points in my life.
Missing someone who you can only imagine as the 'love of your life' is one of the worst things I have experienced. It's strange how I've been to the full extent of my happiness with a person, and then when not with them, I've been at the most miserable I've felt. I don't have much else to say.
xo,
                                       
"Do you want to go to the seaside? I'm not trying to say that everybody wants to go. I fell in love at the seaside."

i miss you,

Tuesday, 24 August 2010

The Feeling of Success

I am surprised at my GCSE results, i thought I would do a lot worse than I did. I got what I wanted and made my mum cry because she was so proud. Success is one of the best feelings in the world, knowing that it took you so long to achieve something finally turning out to be worth while. I am very content.
,xo

"My name's Tim and I'm a criminal. In the eyes of society I need to be in jail, for the choice of herbs I inhale. This ain't no wholesale operation. Just a few eighths and some playstation's my vocation. I pose a threat to the nation, and down the station, the police hold no patience.
Let's talk space and time. I like to get deep sometimes and think about Einstein, and Carl Young, and old Kung-Fu movies I like to see. Pass the hydrator please? Yeah, I'm floating on thin air. Going to Amsterdam in the new year - top gear there. 'Cause I take pride in my hobby; homemade bongs using my engineering degree. Dear leaders, please legalise weed for these reasons."

Monday, 23 August 2010

My encounter with Russel Howard

It was on Wednesday 28th July 2010 at Gatwick Airport. Iona and I noticed Russel Howard and approached him.
Me " Are you Russel Howard?"
Russ " I am."
I explained how much of a fan I was, being proper ass-licky.
Russ "Whereabouts are you two going on holiday then?"
Me " Rhodes."
Russ "Are you on the Easyjet flight?"
Me " Yeah!"
Russ " See you there then."
It was one of them things that you get excited for, purely because it's someone famous, not because you are a huge fan. I wasn't really, I just thought he was funny from when I'd watched him in the past, especially that 'yawn rape' thing he did.
We were second from last to board the plane and there were several seats dotted about. I scanned the plane for a spare seat, and there was one, right next to Russel Howard. I pushed past people through the aisle, I didn't care because I would probably never see them again in my whole entire life. As I was about a meter from my seat of 4 hour Russel Howard bliss, an old man sat down. Just before he planted his bum on the sea, he farted. I was never so disgusted and heartbroken in my life, so me, Iona and Heather (Iona's mum) ended up sitting at the back of the plane. With my headphones on, I shout out - "At least being at the back means we will die last." I got some funny looks of horror before I took my seat. I was pleased that when we were in passport control in Rhodes Russel Howard said Hi to me and Iona though.
xo,

Sunday, 22 August 2010

Up, up & away

Sundays are the worst. Not only have I done nothing, there is nothing to do. Everything is shut! But, why? What makes Sunday different to any other day of the week? I think it's a load of bollocks that it's meant to be the 'day of rest' or whatever. Also, I'm not even a fan of roast dinners. I think they're too over rated and too boring. My nan's ones are LUSH though.
Not only am I in quite a shitty mood today, I am at the point in the summer holidays where I am over bored. The weather is shocking for summer and I lack money. Also, another reason for my shitty mood, would be the fact that GCSE results are fast approaching and I'm getting prepared for the disappointing look on Mama's face. 
,xo


P.s "2 great European narcotics; alcohol and Christianity, I know which one I prefer."

Friday, 20 August 2010

Inventions

 Whenever I do too much thinking I come up with the most genius ideas. I don't think I could name every single one of them, but here's a few:

  • When someone is talking about you, you get a sort of "notification" and you know if it's good or bad
  • Sniper water balloons, non harmful ones of course
Okay, maybe that's only 2 and they're pretty rubbish but when I can finally think of them I shall post them on here!
I think that the best invention in the whole world is music. You may think that a lot of people would say that, but that is because it is totally true. When I think back to Year 7/8/9 music with Mrs Barnes, there were so many types that we learnt about. Everyone in the class used to moan because we weren't listening or reciting the latest songs in the charts such as Rihanna, Green Day or The Pussycat Dolls (this was year 9 by the way). We learnt about music the Monks made hundreds of years ago, to Henry VIII's Greensleeves, all the way to music from the country Java. I had no idea Java existed before the lesson. Now think of all the kinds of music you can get now! Getting back to the idea of inventions, surely there couldn't possibly be a genre of music yet to be created in a few years time? What else is there? Music is something that is inevitable, it will probably live on further than diamonds. Who ever thought that you could compare a diamond and music as a whole, giving off the sense that it is precious. People live music. Where would we be today without it? In addition, the music we listen to today is all pretty much the same. It's all based on love and hate and general life. There isn't anything sang about, like J.K Rowling's Harry Potter, yet. I think that Harry Potter is amazing, that sounds really nerdy of me! It's the fact that since Lord of The Rings, there hasn't been an over commercialised version  of a different world. Every day objects have been made magical by her, even things like letters and photographs.
Inventing something in your mind, you can almost guarantee that it has been thought of before, maybe not written down to an extent, but thought of. 
 xo,