The weather is atrocious..... I glance out of the window and I see lethal drizzle, this makes me sad. Pathetic fallacy perhaps, but also symbolic 'cause it's the end of summer. Looking around my room, I see photos of the common room and all the old school days, it makes me quite nostalgic.

I haven't seen people nearly as much as I'd like to, Delve; if you're reading can we PLEASE have a practise soon, schedules permitting obviously. I'll be back on the 5th Nov so anytime after that is fine with me!

Watching 'Boot Sale Challenge' this morning really made me realise that people like absolute crap. Some woman was trying to sell a china bassett hound, she was getting it estimated first. I thought to myself 'I wouldn't pay a quid for that'........ "Probably around 50 quid" - I DON'T UNDERSTAND! People say "But it's collectible" - so? You can collect anything. Call me ignorant, call me what you will, but with stamps too........ my dad paid £300 for a stamp once, couldn't believe it... ahh people.

Anyway, I'm off to LA tomorrow..... and when I get back I am going to SORT MY LIFE OUT! Plans, we need plans!

Over und out x

I said to Alix (she begged me) that I'd write a blog tonight, I don't have any specific things I really need to say... in fact, I can barely distinguish the days anymore and I'm slowly forgetting what I do each day. When you work a pub job where the shifts are choppy and you have no clue which days you'll be working, it's difficult to keep track!

After Los Angeles, I think I'll quit both existing jobs and do something completely different. I've had some good experiences, but considering I hate the general public, retail is really beginning to grate me. Enough about work, cor! Note to self: Don't become a slave to the week/weak slave. I'm always really really happy when I work at the pub, I love the social side of it, but the physical pain is just too much! aaaaah.

in 96 hours I should be arriving in Los Angeles with Bekka - a well needed break! Life is pretty weird at the moment. I've been measuring up my life in coffee spoons and I really need to make sure I don't waste this gap year. This is such an important opportunity and I fully plan on making the most of it. I'd love to go on a music tech course or something, but that would mean subsidising the hours I work and consqequently the earnings, but then again...... I don't want to work througout my gap year! I'm still planning on the Germany boarding school thing and travelling around Espana with Jenni so it ain't all doom n gloom. I wonder if Jack still checks this blog, I know he used to, so hello if you're reading! x

10 days to Bekka and I jet off to Los Angeles, sorted! Not that any sort of itinerary has been devised, but plans are lame anyway. Went to London with Adam and purchased some of those heely shoes from Urban Chaos. Admittedly I look like a 6 year old or a spaceman in them, but fuck it! They're rad... well, at least I'm sure they will be as soon as I've figured out how to use them properly. Bumped into Matthias in Camden, which was nice... so went and used the McDonald's vouchers, which Parsons had kindly given to me prior to him going to Warwickshire...

My heart is suffering badly... not because of emotional trauma (cause really no-one is worth it) but because I've eaten/drank so much crap recently. Bacon, kebabs, Mcdonald's, and the treacle tart in the fridge will probably be devoured soon enough. Mother thinks I've turned anorexic, but I think I'm just a slob who would rather sleep all day and skip meals for sleep. I just eat loads around midnight to make up for no breakfast. Life is still pretty much like a summer holiday, in the fact that I have no homework and go out every single night, pretty cushty if you ask me.

Annie, Bekka and I were discussing who we'd;
A) like to punch
B) who's drink we'd like to spit in
C) stab

I thought C was a bit far fetched but I devising a list for A and B was a walk in the park. I used to think hate was baggage, but hell no! like in the good words of ol' Davey "Love! Your hate!" - good!
I like to make my hate as humorous as possible when verbally emitting it though... cause I can't bare those 'hate everyone' kinda people. Ok, so the majority of people are complete knobbers, but take it for what it's worth and at least enjoy your hatred! I don't quite know where I'm going with this.

"Ahh for f... " pretty much sums up what I think of everything these days. I also think im developing a slight form of tourettes. x

BOUNDLESS ENERGY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ah wow I can't get enough of it all at the moment. I'm bouncing off the walls and back again. I REALLY would like to get some 'heelys' you know those rad trainers with the roller skates on, ah wow. In fact, tomorrow I believe I'll make it my mission to track some down! wahey! Saw AFI tonight with Jack, got shat on by a bird at Victoria;

katie masterbatie says:
last time a bird shat on me i got 70 euros

seems all good then! After AFI, Alex said she'd meet me at Jon Ali's, but I knew she'd go to bed! Cor, these 9-5 works just can't cut the mustard it would seem. Tomorrow I have nothing planned so I might go n bounce round London some. See ya! x

As I was saying before I got rudely disconnected; I'm not entirely sure why I insist on listening to 'It's A Hit' by We Are Scientists, because it always gives me a feeling of impending doom. Ah well! I've had a pretty rad time since I last wrote here, "On top of the world!" en fait...

Saw Matt and Helena at UCL and Eastbourne respectively. UCL > Eastbourne although UCL would be a lot better if it had a pier and sea right by it. Got mashed up good with Hauwa and Matt, and Rosie PB briefly. Hauwa got sloshed on about 3 sips of Malibu - loved it. PB mainly just stole my vodka-redbull and I was sailing on a sugar high from the 'magic carpets' I had purchased from Matt's local. Matt's birthday present from Jack seemed to do the trick. On top of these festivities, got to speak to Tom and Harry (doo doo doa!) on the phone, 'cause Hauwa has way more free calls than sense.

Eastbourne - visited Helena's pad. Nice house! Nice local! Dickheads in the toilet though.

Next week - Southampton, then off to Warwick I reckon. Before I go to said destinations, I wanna get some roller-skate shoes though. Luckily, Mousy and I have the same size feet so we can share them. I've been reading about 'intrusive thoughts' a lot, good! Ahh there's so much to write, it always seems like a good idea writing a blog at the beginning, then I just get nuff bored. So I'll just say YES! I did get a tub of butter (Flora) thrown at me on the 208 yesterday - "It's all in her hair!!" Fuck! At least it was pro-active x

kik kik pow pow - jack