Stevie Wonders Typing Efficiency

FARK,

I should be doing some homey-work.

Haha, i wonder if i lived in a low social economic area of suburbia in north America, homey-work would be like helping my homeys role cunts and like bustin' caps etc. Thats my type of homework. If you guys really knew me, you would know that i already roll cunts on a regular and often bust caps, sorry, i'm just not gonna lie.

Today, my friend Jaz decided to "troll" the whole of Facebook by making me and my mate "in a relationship" and you know when that happens, its fucking official. I think if this works, its aimed at how hectic Facebook has become in our lives, like, if it happens of Facebook its the goss.

I am now going to ask you a question, if this keeps going on, GOSSIP GIRL WILL BE OUT OF A JOB.

Wait.

I've just stumbled on a vital problem with gossip girl, she just gets all her information of Facebook, and everyone in that stupid fucking show is to stupid to realise. To this I say TITS or GTFO. If second option is chosen you should head straight to "Hardladtopia", (see previous blog).

YEAH, TALKING SHIT FOR THE BOYS!!!!!

Below are a chosen few picka's, one very relevant.

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1337 (For you that don't know its something i made up)

I LAUGH at you

You think you so alternative, that you are that cool.

YOUR NOT.

What you are, are hypocrites.

You think your the only ones who can be different.

And if anyone tries to be different, there never going to as "different" as you.

So get fucked,

One day you will realise,

That...ITS FUCKING BLASTOISE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

hey, i'm going to put these pictures that are way new and i'm the only one who's seen them,

lulzkthxbi hehe trollzz u hehe :3

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D0 Y0() W4NT T0 D4T& MY 4V4T4R? (Nup, Thats It Your Getting Stabbed!)

"Break-up" season, again. Well at least i can be happy i'm not involved. But then again, i would have had something good to blog about in the "Get Together" season, oh well, move on.

I had a funny conversation today, it was about boarding in an all boys school. We agreed that if we did live there, everything would be FTB, or FOR THE BOYS! So, you would wake up to hear "Waking up FOR THE BOYS!", followed by "Eating lunch FOR THE BOYS!", then "Doing homework FOR THE BOYS!", along with "Taking a piss, FOR THE BOYS!", and ended with "Sleeping FOR THE BOYS!". Trust me, if you didn't find it funny, i sure did!

Mabes good chance of a concert this weekend, hoping for the best, but still in doubt.

I've realised that my blogs have become now, more boring that they originally were; meaning that i'm not attempting to insult anyone or anything, but if i'm going to be honest, i really do not give a fuck about the quality of my blog, because really, your opinion does not count.

Heres a Facebook Comment which i found amusing :3

I'll just leave this here...

oh, and this...

Thats all Fokes!

Her.

I want to but i can't.

Why don't i get a choice, or even a chance.

I probably shouldn't but i do,

Fuck the Friend Zone,

Fucking diddly of a pickle,

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Sitting, Waiting, Watching, Lurking.

ROUNDABOUTS!

"Its getting late but we don't care".

Good times with Good Mates.

They were my last few days. Fucking fantastic.

It all started with an 18th...

And ended with a road trip...

Some will say the second one sucked.

I say that it was great, so many memories.

And also, when your have good mates, you will aways have good times. Hmm, i think i have found my 4th rule!.....

• Times with Uncle Naughto and Aunty Shazzzz and brothers Sammy and Danny
• Joshy's Dance Learnt
• Roundabouts
• Car Convoys
• Rape Park
• The Strazburg EXPRESSS Chugga Chugga CHOOO CHOOO!
• Power boxing.
• Attempting to shuffle
• DOOB PATROL
• Well Played
• OI, can you clean this up...
• Irony of ECO Warrior
• Pull Your Ranger Head IN!!!!!!!!
• Raging
• 1337

LOVE YOU GUYS

Oh and...

DOOB DOOB DOOB!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

FUCK LUCK.

Full of Confidence.

No reason too.

My Life Story.

Joking optimistically about my chances the days before to friends, i entered with a slight confidence never felt before. Soon that confidence dwindled and i was in the same position i was always in: Take another drink, act the funny guy, watch as my mates pick up, and be placed in the generic "friend zone". Fuck it i constantly tell myself, move on, "there will be another time", all lies feeding my friend pessimism.

She sure has grown large.

Now i think my future. My optimism tries to make a dash for the light, but is drowned out once again, is it my fault?

How can it be your fault for something you can never achieve.

FUCK LUCK.