So about time for another blog.
It's Bonfire Night/ Guy Fawkes Night, the only man to ever enter parliment with honest intentions. Ok the point is to celebrate the fact that he failed but these days a lot more people would probably celebrate that he came so close
Tonight like Halloween, though not as much made me feel shitty, another night when I should have had someone to share it with but she fucked off with some cunt who dresses like Mr Rogers.
I had a rough week, my 2 days off last week I didn't get dressed at all, stay in bed all and stayed up all night, went out with my mates for the first time in 3 weeks Saturday (lazy tight buggers), nothing made it a great night but still felt like it too me, I got to show off my finished vest for the first time and it got me some attention along with my mohawk, but not quite as much as I would have liked (if you know what I mean), not that I'm some attention whore, I just need all I can to make me feel good about myself after being fucked over so badly! Though of course the universe can't let me stay happy for long and I dreamed I talking to the cunt and he was telling me how she was his now and not mine, spent the whole of Sunday feeling traumatised like I had witnessed some awful event.
But today my mood was better and for the first time in ages since getting home from work I've felt really good about myself, got myself really pumped from a good bit of rocking out with loud Bad Religion on the drive home and since then I've just managed to keep her from my mind and when I do stay I focus on the bad times, which thinking about it there were quite a lot of, I think about I actually upset I was in the last year that I couldn't make her happy no matter what I did, and I never stopped trying!
So, you know what? I'm sorting my shit out, I will enjoy things and I will move and find someone better, because you know why? I'M FUCKING AWESOME! I'm loving, kind, caring, supportive, intelligent, funny in a random crazy way, good looking, damn good in the sack, unique, loyal, fun loving, thrill seeking, ambitious, Punk rocker. Any lady would be so damn lucky to have me, they should be queuing up round the corner for me. So come and get it girls, I am back!
P.S. Here's my finished vest
And also because it's awesome, here's the deadlist creature ever known, a Raptor with an RPG riding a shark
Also considering it's election day for you Yanks tomorrow, here's a music video for the occassion. Considering the USA's influence globally and the potentional impact for the world of this election, everyone should care how it ends. Especially since I'm sure one magic underwear beliving candidate could very well bring about the nuclear holcaust, I'm not saying Obama is good, I'm just saying...
DON'T SCREW US AMERICA!
It's Bonfire Night/ Guy Fawkes Night, the only man to ever enter parliment with honest intentions. Ok the point is to celebrate the fact that he failed but these days a lot more people would probably celebrate that he came so close
Tonight like Halloween, though not as much made me feel shitty, another night when I should have had someone to share it with but she fucked off with some cunt who dresses like Mr Rogers.
I had a rough week, my 2 days off last week I didn't get dressed at all, stay in bed all and stayed up all night, went out with my mates for the first time in 3 weeks Saturday (lazy tight buggers), nothing made it a great night but still felt like it too me, I got to show off my finished vest for the first time and it got me some attention along with my mohawk, but not quite as much as I would have liked (if you know what I mean), not that I'm some attention whore, I just need all I can to make me feel good about myself after being fucked over so badly! Though of course the universe can't let me stay happy for long and I dreamed I talking to the cunt and he was telling me how she was his now and not mine, spent the whole of Sunday feeling traumatised like I had witnessed some awful event.
But today my mood was better and for the first time in ages since getting home from work I've felt really good about myself, got myself really pumped from a good bit of rocking out with loud Bad Religion on the drive home
and since then I've just managed to keep her from my mind and when I do stay I focus on the bad times, which thinking about it there were quite a lot of, I think about I actually upset I was in the last year that I couldn't make her happy no matter what I did, and I never stopped trying!
So, you know what? I'm sorting my shit out, I will enjoy things and I will move and find someone better, because you know why? I'M FUCKING AWESOME! I'm loving, kind, caring, supportive, intelligent, funny in a random crazy way, good looking, damn good in the sack, unique, loyal, fun loving, thrill seeking, ambitious, Punk rocker. Any lady would be so damn lucky to have me, they should be queuing up round the corner for me. So come and get it girls, I am back!
P.S. Here's my finished vest
And also because it's awesome, here's the deadlist creature ever known, a Raptor with an RPG riding a shark
Also considering it's election day for you Yanks tomorrow, here's a music video for the occassion. Considering the USA's influence globally and the potentional impact for the world of this election, everyone should care how it ends. Especially since I'm sure one magic underwear beliving candidate could very well bring about the nuclear holcaust, I'm not saying Obama is good, I'm just saying...
DON'T SCREW US AMERICA!
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Haha, not sure I wanna ask questions there