D1G1TAL-INSOMNIAC

Well, quite a bit of updating to do methinks. So here goes, hope you like reading. Coz this is gonna be a long one methinks.

Well I got kicked out again for a short while. Broke back in, got pushed around by my sister and her fiance for a bit. So I decided to threaten them a tad - They're now pressing charges, with some fucking amazing changes to reality in their statements.

They seem to have tried to make me out as some kind of mafia boss, im actualy quite flatered. Although I do seem to remember Kris (my sisters fiance) saying "you dont leave ill break your f**king legs" repeatedly. Would have shat myself if he wasnt such a pussy, the fat cunt could'nt break a breadstick

On the up side my sisters kicked out now Which is great. Oh and I got my GCSE results. which were suprisingly un-crappy.

I got 3 As, 3 Bs and 4 Cs. Which was surprising since I put no effort in - no revision for any of the subjects and I did'nt even do any Maths or ICT coursework.

Oh and I spent most of the last 2 years drunk or stoned, god gotta love GCSE's. They hype them up so much, they were gdamn easy. Hate to even think how well I would have done if I'd revised. They always say we'll feel bad for not working, but I dont.

So there, any young people reading this - Go fuck yourselves up. Its fun.

Gather Round by the warming fires and I'll tell you a tale the likes of which you will never have heard, nor which are you likely to hear again. For this is a story of . . . well, its what I did at the park But I wanted to try and make it sound interesting so people would read it. And you did, didnt you? Heh

Anyways went upteh Park today, which was pretty cool. Ripped woolworths off for pick'n'mix inteh morning with tim, pete and matt then met up with kaz, belle and Marcus later on.

Got to see Pete wedgied numerous times, even if he did lift me up by my boxers for doing it. Heh, swung him round the swinging net thing in christchurch park by his boxers. Good times

Ahh, we then tied eachother up like the nice emotionaly developed children we are before burning off our bonds with cigars . . . yeh, sensible group of mentaly stable children . . .

Anyway yet another update, enjoy.

*If it seems a bit specific with names dont worry, twas ripped from my live journal and I couldnt be bothered to re-write