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| Wednesday, January 1st, 2003 | | 4:32 am |
How do we say this properly..... "You're all cunts" That is all. | | Monday, September 30th, 2002 | | 2:11 am |
Hello my dearies. First, I'd like to thank everyone up in Nottingham for putting up with me (this is pressuming you've got your internet stuff sorted out by now). Befor I forget, Dave - did you manage to pull that blonde brummie that you were clearly after (despite her being drunk and a complete flirt). I did enjoy going up there, the city's a shit hole, it's a bugger to walk everywhere and the place is crawling with Chinese, but apart from that it's just about OK, oh yeah and the crappy weather ... and the Liverpudlians ... and the abundance of gays. So all in all, a good choice lads. | | Tuesday, September 3rd, 2002 | | 11:16 pm |
Mr Fred, Detling, the Military Odessey thingy with all the re-enactments is this weekend if you want to go, I may even have a free pass for you if you want and can go. Alnog those lines, if anyone wants to go (particually those with cars) I could do with a lift early Saturday morning. It's actually a great thing to go and see, there's loads of re-enactments and stalls and stuff like that, it's a good day out and you'd be doing me, and possible Fred a favour (you won't have to pay anything to get in either) | | Thursday, July 18th, 2002 | | 3:32 pm |
So, I'm in the shit
OK, firstly, cheers for the surport and everything, I'm actually not all that bad now, I think. I'm in a private hospital in Phuket and I'm walking about and obviously, I'm now able to use the computer. I don't know what you have heard, but on Saturday night (early morning Sunday), Sam and I were driving back from town, the jeep lost control and crashed into a concrete ditch. My brother had a few minor injuries and was able to get back to UK quite quickly. I smashed my face open, I've lost almost all my teeth and 50% of the bone in my upper jaw as well as breaking my lower jaw in 12 places. The doctors here have been great and I can now swallow and have some teeth back. I look a fucking state as myface has swelled up to twice it's normal size, I can't even recognise myself in the mirror. I should be able to fly back to UK on Wednesday and then the work to repair my jaw and get me some false teeth sorted out is going to be done by Jon's dad, so I should be back to almost normal in about 6 weeks. It's not the best way to start my gap year, but I could very easily have been killed so I have to be very thankfull. I would say have a drink on me, but this has put me off drinking, so I'll just say, don't worry about me and I really greatfull that you guys I'll be there to gimme a hand when I get back. | | Sunday, May 5th, 2002 | | 9:51 pm |
Not good
The 'rib situation' has taken a bad turn. This morning I found myself unable to move I was in so much pain. I could literally not lift my left arm or put any pressure on my left foot. I went to A&E and after examinations and x-ray was told that not only were two ribs broken and another two cracked, they were pushing on my lungs and any jolt may well pierce my lung. So, I can do nothing at all for several weeks or I could die: Yay! This not only means that I cannot enjoy the full experiance of the last day, but I can't go out for a while, including Party in the Dark II, the 50 units challenge is also no go. Added to that, I get to spend the next few weeks in (in the words of the doctor) "the most pain you'll feel unless you give birth" makes my life just get so much better. Cheers Jonny! | | Monday, April 29th, 2002 | | 8:35 pm |
Reading
Fri 23rd THE STROKES PULP JANES ADDICTION WEEZER THE WHITE STRIPES DANDY WARHOLS MERCURY REV Radio 1 Evening Session Stage FEEDER Sat 24th FOO FIGHTERS MUSE • ASH SUM 41 THE HIVES A LESS THAN JAKE ANDREW WK Radio 1 Evening Session Stage BLACK REBEL MOTORCYCLE CLUB Sun 25th PRODIGY GUNS 'N' ROSES (Leeds Only) THE OFFSPRING SLIPKNOT INCUBUS NOFX PUDDLE OF MUDD HUNDRED REASONS Radio 1 Evening Session Stage SPIRITULISED THE STREETS | | Tuesday, April 2nd, 2002 | | 11:19 am |
I'm sure that most of you have been panicking as to where I have been for the past few days, well, you can put your minds to rest, I have of course spent the past four days or so inciting racial hatred in third world countries; or if you're going to be picky, I've been at a reenatment at Frimley Green. I had forgotten just how interesting they were, but it was excellent fun. The conversations were such that Dave (Big) would have loved it - more sick perversions you could not have wished for, including the advertising for Company Quim (any old cunt will do) and the new regimental salute (just make sure you're not in the artillery). It was however, a very drunken and expensive affair and all money I had previously made/accumulated has now gone down my throat in liquid form. News for Allan - before I left, I rang round innumerable places to find a venue for our 18th and news is not good. It has now reached the urgent stage so I would suggest that you start phoning round as well to try and get a place. | | Monday, March 4th, 2002 | | 9:36 pm |
WTF is going on, does anyone know - coz i'm scared. In the past hour or so I've got three e-mails from people with just a subject. One from 'aison@bton.ac.uk' saying "don't drink too much", one from 'd3fwing@d3fwing.freeserve.co.uk' saying "a very nice game" and one from Charlotte saying "HEIGHT". Why? Please help me. | | 6:58 pm |
Much as I should be after blood, I actually now have some respect for Jonny. He finally stood up for himself and showed he's not a total pussy - kudos to the lad. The swelling has gone down now and everything seems to be working fine so it's all good now. It is not, however, a laughing matter, so I don't expect to hear anything tomorrow. Ah well, the weekend - it was pretty screwed up and I never really want to repeat it. I have however, kept to my lent promise and have not so much as touched any whiskey. Leeds were damned lucky at the weekend, if it hadn't been for that cockhead, D'Urso, we would have got at least FOUR penalties and there were two other good shouts. Dave Unsworth played another blinder and should have clawed his way back into the first XI. Really he should be in the England team, he's is SO good on his day, but he doesn't play enough to show it off. Also, does anyone have a CD with the 1812 Overture on it? - Cheers | | Saturday, February 23rd, 2002 | | 9:08 pm |
Most unlike me to make two entries in one day, but I have just recieved this information which may be of interest to some people. From Friday March 15th to Sunday March 17th at Blackbird Leys Leisure Centre, Cowley, Oxford there will be a re-enactors market. There will be over 90 traders form all periods and prices will be very cheap. So if you want to buy any armour, swords, cheap combats etc this would be an excellent opportunity. | | 6:12 pm |
It's about time that I said something on here and for the first time in months it's a happy post. I have had an excellent half-term break, finishing my Classics coursework off, making me one of very few people to have done all their coursework. I have also made a load of revision notes for Geography and History, this is in fact the most prepared that I have ever been. In addition I have gone hunting, renewed my passport, killed several pigeons that were annoying my nan, as well as topping a rather cockey squirrel that was in her garden. There's been paintballin too and I've done some more work on my car. So, this has been my most productive half-term ever. Well, we shut up those fucking scouse gobshites this afternoon as well, although I was most disappointed that they got an equaliser, but thats what you get if you don't play Dave Unsworth and you're managed by a terminally depressed sweaty who insists on playing that nancy boy faggot in midfield. Anyway, a win against Crewe on Wednesday and we've got a good chance for the cup, honest. | | Tuesday, January 29th, 2002 | | 8:59 am |
I'm in quite an odd mood this morning, not depressed or anyting like that, just contemplative. I feel as though I should write down everything to try and analyse it later, so I shall. At the moment everything is a mess. I am not at school today because I have so much work to do, I may jest about being a slacker, but it is causing me some serious problems. My current outstanding work is: 5 Class. Civ. essays Class. Civ. coursework 2 Miss Duke essays 2 Geofiles for RPAB Most of the RPAB synoptic work History essay 2 lots of Class. Civ. notes That's a lot of work to get done. By not doing it and then bull-shitting teachers that I have, I don't harm anyone but myself. I need to do this work and it is I who will suffer in the long run if I don't. It's not just work, my room is a mess, my brother's old room (my study) is a mess, my filing system is a mess, even my face is a mess at the moment. This morning I couldn't be bothered to go for a run, dragged my self to the bathroom and fell asleep in the bath. I was woken when my mother returned with the dogs. I tried to sort out my hair, go gel on my hands, ran it through and then, in a daze, wiped my eyes. They still sting and my eyebrows are still solid. Wincing through the pain, I attempted to shave, succeeding in slicing open the edge of my lip, I decided that that was it, I was not coming in today, enough was enough. That just about sums it up at the moment. My life is a mess, so what's the solution? The problem with my solutions to these problems is that they are short term. For example, staying at home today to catch up on work. Yes, I will do quite a bit and I'll feel good, but then I'll have missed some important work today and new homeworks will be set and I won't do them and will fall behind again. I cleaed mine and my brothers room last week, now there a piles of clothes, books, papers, files, bags, weights, CDs, plates, bottles, engine parts, shells and a large blanket. I will probably clean up again today, but by the end of the weekend it'll be a state again. Even myself, I have my exercise regeim, doesn't mean much though. I'll go out 2/3 mornings a week for a run. My afternnon 3 mile run is usually only 2 miles and at the end of it I eat a great deal of chocolate/crisps/soft drinks and quickly regain all those lost calaries. Yes, I'm buffing up, but I'm not getting any fitter. It is this attitude of 'it'll be alright in the end' that has cost me dearly. My GCSEs were poor, because I did no work, then I did no revision. I paid the price with my results - 5 As and 4 Bs which have limited me now. I could have achieved far higher had I tried, but I didn't. I am really worried that it will be my GCSEs that mean don't get the two universites that I want, Durham and York. I have OK offers, Exeter and Nottingham are both good (I don't want UEA even though they have said they really want me) but the courses on offer aren't great. Exeter means spending a year in Europe and the Nottingham politics course is very liberalcentric and not very appealing to me. I short, I want York and Durham and will be very pissed off if I don't get them. I always get a bit down, or at least start thinking more when my ife starts shifting about. It's currently changing in an odd way. I have always had friends outside of school. That way I have never been bored and always had someone nearby to talk to or go out with. Now, however, I'm starting to lose that. After Nic and I split up I felt that I would have no-one outside school, because I hadn't seen anyone for a while. However, I started to go out with some really old friends and it's been great. Now Adam has moved in with some guys in Sevenoaks, David went back to Uni a while back and there's only three of us left. I'm worried about leaving my 'fall-back' option and then having no-one out of school and it's a bit scary for me. The other thing that's worrying me is money. On average I get through about ?20 on a Friday night, last Friday it was nearer ?30. Re-enacting season is coming up and that is very dear, I need to insure my car, I've got holidays to pay for - there's loads and I need not only a job, but a well paying job that'll let me have time off for re-enactments and wn't mind that I'll be leaving in a few months - that's not gonna happen. Who I am is also vexing me. I don't like the person I am, a drink too much, I occasionally smoke (even though I find it ile and repulsive) and I think nothng of smoking dope. I will change, I'll try to anyway. I ahve dreams, hopes and ambitions. I have become a very ambitious person in fact, so that should help to sort me out. This seems to have been quite long so I'll stop now. If anyone has read this though, I not depressed, I'm not sad, I'm fine. Now, notes to some people: James (Davis) - sort it out will you. Texting people isn't big or clever, it's just vexing. Besides, I am a lot bigger than you and if you think you can hurt me you are ery much mistaken. All those that sent on APBs e-mail - oh dear, even you Greg, saying it's crap while still sending it on to people. It won't happen and it just pisses people off. | | Friday, January 11th, 2002 | | 9:26 pm |
Right, I am very confused. I have made no post on lj since 5th Jan. I have just looked at my e-mails and been very, very confused. I blame fat Dave, but it doesn't sound like him so I have my reservations, but will still blame him. Please disregard anything the prior post made in my name. Dave or whoever did this you have shown yourself to be a total fuckwit who deserves nothing but a combanation of pity and contempt. The fact that people appeared to have believed it is somewhat scary, but it's good to know that some people see no problems with others being gay. On another note, they have got new bouncers at the Swan, I was IDed at my local, that is just wrong! NB For those who still don't understand, I am not batty | | Saturday, January 5th, 2002 | | 5:58 pm |
I have made up my mind that I am happier now, my problems are quite insignificant in really. My brother has just split up with his girlfriend of six years, she has gone back to live with her parents and he is alone in his little house, miles from anyone. I feel so sorry for him and it makes losing a relationship of three months seem nothing. He has applied to go to Australia to fight the bush fires, so he may well be off for a while. This past week has gone so fast. I have spent most off it writing Classics essays, Classics coursework and doing revision and the day just seems to end really quickly. The novelty of good phesant wore off by Wednesday (the forth day of phesant) and so the last one was given to the dogs. One question people, why, after Allan posted about the Weezer tour, were people asking whether they could go? It's one of those things where you buy a ticket and go if you want to, not if Allan says you can. Oh, Allan and Dave - didn't Palace do well in the cup then? Greg, have you sent off your application for a shotgun ticket yet? - if not, why not? I shot another bloody magpie this morning, silly fucker was siting on the garden shed. A little while later the woman from two doors down came knocking on the door saying I had shot a bird blah blah blah... I do hate stupid people. Oh dear, so much to do, so little time - so why am I so bored? I don't care now, I'm happy again. | | Wednesday, December 26th, 2001 | | 9:08 pm |
Ha ha, I am a fantastic shot if I do say so myself. This morning at the shoot I got 4 pheasant, my brother and I came second out of 19 pairs in the clay shoot and on a little 'trip' round the farm we got 3 more pheasant and 6 pigeons. So tomorrow I shall be a pleasant pheasant plucker, plucking pheasants pleasantly (its much easier writing it down than saying it). 'Tis good that most people seem to have enjoyed Christmas, especially you Steven. If Jon H is working tomorrow I wish him good luck and I will see several of you fine people tomorrow evening and the rest hopefully on Friday. I'm now down the Crown to top up the copious amounts of wine and whiskey I have consumed, but remember, never mix grape and grain - bollocks to that | | Tuesday, December 25th, 2001 | | 7:22 pm |
I think that for me the year can be summed up by the words of a long dead socialist scribbler: It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness... it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of dispair. At the start of the year I did not care for school or the people I knew there. Outside of school, I had my cadre of friends and Tom Nicholson. I would spend long chuncks of time playing shitty computer games and the like and living in the past (quite literally at times). Then I started work, that robbed me out most of my time and re-enacting took the rest). The start of the year (first 6 mths) were mainly characterised by a slow drift away from Tom, we stopped our drug/porn dealership, we stopped going out together at weekends and only went out in the evening etc. It was an odd experiance and in a waty sad as we had so much history, we had been really great friends for about 5 years. It ended with a very unpleasant evening when we both got totally rat-arsed he expressed certain feelings which I did not share. Re-enacting also took over my life and came out very positive when I met Nicola at Weston Park in July. Eccles was not so good for me (for obvious reasons for those who were there). The rest of the summer was great with me seeing Nic reguarly and discovering life can be quite fun if you are prepared to live it. The return to school was however welcome and the first few weeks were great. Then came Detling, which I would rather forget now. The worst week of my life was just around the corner though, Nic an I split up (very baddly) and I realised that no job ment no money. The one good thing to come out of the break-up has been me starting to go out with people from school. This started with a very drunken and expensive party (Jon, Graham and James'). The following morning taught me it is not good to consume near fatal amounts of alcohol when the washing is on the bathroom floor. Recently I have just been depressed and not at all coping and that seems to be the way the New Year will start. Highlights include: - Frimley Green in April - Weston Park/meeting Nic in July - Nicola and I's first night out - 'Bash Bash' in September After there it's pretty much downhill. Still, I'll keep up a happy face, pheasant shoot tomorrow and Bobby and Charlie's on Thursday and Jim and Dom's on Friday ... | | Monday, December 17th, 2001 | | 10:00 pm |
Look guys...
The post that was here was a strategically placed joke. HA! Now you have to guess what the post was (if you didn't see it) from the comments on it. Thanks, Not Jac | | Monday, December 10th, 2001 | | 8:26 pm |
Help for Winter Fayre
I may well not be in school tommorrow, I feel more shit than on Friday so if somone could ensure that Aki gets this notice for assembly: ?From the Winter Fayre Committee - Please could all 6th formers who are willing to help at the Winter Fayre this Saturday come to the front of the hall for a brief meeting at the end of assembly. Also could anyone who has items to bring in for the fayre come to the front as well, thanks? - and kick Jon to remind him he has to talk to everyone. Also we are looking for help, anyone with any donations: toys, books, games, CDs, LPs, wine, spirts, cakes, dodgey software, tapes, odd things that no-one quite knows what to do with, anything that sells in fact. We will also need help running the events, just turn up at school at about 9am on Saturday. Cheers | | Sunday, December 9th, 2001 | | 9:32 pm |
This has bee the worst weekend for a great deal of time, well over 6 mts anyway. I haven't left the house at all. I have read the whole 'Politico's Guide to Parliament' and the 'Oxford Dictionary of History' in addition to the numerous quote books I bought on Thursday. My chest infection fully engulfed my sinuses and my nervous system so I've felt pretty shit. I've found a great new way to get rid of the stress and shit I've had. It involves hacking at the big bush in the garden with a sword whilst screeming profanities at the top of my voice followed by taking close range shots at badly draw pictures of Nic. Oh yeah, did anyone get a flyer from the Bitter End on Friday. The prices are great, Spitfire ?64 for a polypin, Badgers Best at ?56 and Broadside at ?64.50 or ?117 for a firkin. Anyone with anything to help fo the Winter Fayre please sort it out ASAP, cheers | | Friday, November 30th, 2001 | | 7:53 pm |
I thought that I should perhapes write down some sane words before I go out tonight as I intend to get exceedingly drunk. I try not to be depressed aroun school as it only serves to get other people down/pissed off. For about a month now I have been really low. I need another girlfriend. Not just for sex, I need someone who's fit, witty, bright and very fuckable - I need Nicola. I come home from school and I lie on my bed with some music and curse myself. I have no-one to spend hours on the phone to talking about nothing, no reason to get up early to go to High Wycombe, no reason to clean my room. I can't strut around London with Nic on my arm, looking smug, in fact I don't go into Londn now. I have got no sexual vent. God, this is the worst break-up I've ever had. I've tried to erase her memory, removed her e-mails, number, ripped up our pictures - but she's still in my mind. Why am I writing this, I don't know, no-one cares. I know that alcohol won't solve this problem, but there's no harm in trying again. Smile. Tomorrow's going to be worse. |
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