HEy you big bunch of birks. (As promised) My younger brother has started palling about with a group of lads and after having to sit through 2 hours of them pissed, talking shit and puching each other it came to surface that one of them, Gareth, likes art. I honestly wasnt expecting his artwork to be this good. And because i like it so much i said i would post some of it on my blog because you never know. His name is Gareth Sheals. Dont wear it out.
Its your boy here. I have been spending stupid amounts on clothing and nothing on serious things such as Travel insurance, apartment deposits etc etc. Ahhh well. Atleast i will look nice being skint. Besides my tres lovely Auntie Janey gave me a generous amount of money in Euros to take so that should keep me on my feet. Thanks Janeth and Degsy and Josh and Elliot and Jaimey and Bob. I love you and miss you all.
Before today i have been really nervous and scared about going but i am suddenly fucking ridiculously excited. I have spoke to the 2 girls i will be sharing an apartment with for the first 4 weeks and they both seem lovely, they are also both travelling alone so we have something in common.
I am supposing to be emptying out my room today and getting rid of any shit i dont want or need but i cant motivate myself into doing this whatsoever, at all and instead have spent the past 3 hours whoring Spotify and making an old fashioned family photo/religious symbols shrine on my wall. Thats for Nance. For when you move into my lovely room. Your gonna miss me when am gone (Thats said in a sort of Sean Connery american accent if you can imagine it). My accents are classsss. Badger boy Bobby doesnt agree, infact he laughs at my Lucious Malfoy impression 'Now, Now, Draco'. that could be more to do with head movements i do when i say it.
Oh Harry. What was the last words Dumbldore spoke to us. Harrys our only hope.
I still havent decided what i am going to do about good old Harry. We probably have about 3 copies of each book lying around my humble abode but if i was going to pack them i would end up paying ridiculous amounts in baggage fayre. I may ask Nance if she can send me a book over at a time.
Oooo i will take a picture of Mums wall shrine. your gonna Lav it.
Kids in water. Lav it.
Boy oh boy. We LAV Rolf in this house.
I cant upload the picture of the shrine because the flash is being a yeti.
In recent news i want to fall in love with a football hooligan. pre-stone island.
I practice every day to find some clever
lines to say
To make the meaning come through
But then I think I'll wait until the evening
gets late
And I'm alone with you
The time is right
Your perfume fills my head
The stars get red
And oh the night's so blue
And then I go and spoil it all
By saying something stupid
Like I love you.
For those of you who dont know. This is my mum. Nance. My best friend. These are some pictures i took.
Nobody puts Baby in the corner. Sit down Frank. I'm wrong i say i'm wrong.
Mum, i will miss you so much when i go. I love you too pieces and dont have the words to describe how thankful i am to have you in my life. You are always there when i need you. I admire the person you are and you inspire me more than you know. I know your stupid and crazy and Julie Walters but i dont care. I'll be here for you forever through anything and everything.
So sometimes we all like being a bit of a poser and seen as though it appears i no longer have friends i have nothing to do in my spare time other than take pretty mint photos of myself (sometimes with the help from Bobs- see happy face) On the up side, i am getting pretty good at it arent i and i really enjoy it. Yeyy yet another way to express myself. Express yourselfffffff.
Look i still havent learnt how to get the text write on this god darn thing. You scabhead. Why do they smell though? Cos their scabheads. Yeah like Daisys head. *SMACK* Dont mess with me Bobby.
