If you want the stories of an angry testosterone filled 18 year old adult male, then keep reading, if not, then go fuck yourself.

Sunday, 1 August 2010

America

I'm in the USA.

Its 110 degrees, im dying in the heat, and i'm about ready to just sleep for a little while. My dad is a very lets do as much as we can on this beach holiday kind of guy... and my sister follows in step. Basically they want to do as much stuff on this holiday as they possibly can, as is usual with my family.

To put this in perspective:

Yesterday, we rented bikes, we went swimming in the sea, we dug a six foot hole, we went shopping, we cycled to the overend of the island, we got stuff ready for today and tomorrow, we bought food, we bought clothes, We did more sea swimming and its just a little bit over baring and i could use some sleep. However my sister doesn't seem to understand this and thus she thinks its ok to ask me every five minutes some stupid question like 'why did you bring your laptop on holiday' or 'why arn't you ready yet' or 'why haven't you eaten breakfast yet this holiday' or 'why this, why that' She's like a fucking 4 year old and its getting on my nerves. She has also, much like her mother taken to using the imperative all the time. This family is fucked up and i can't wait to get out of it.
The other really weird thing about this holiday is that, basically, whatever i say we should do my family do. They're like trying to fatten me up and they try and get me to stay in october.... hahahahahahahaha, go fuck yourselves family, im not staying, i ahve much better things to do, like make friends, find lovers, and have fun, something that you overbearing bastards haven't let me do yet.

The other terrible thing about this country is that i can;t drink in the comfort of a restaurant, or a bar, beacuse this country is fucking backwards. At sixteen in this country, i can get married, by a gun, learn to drive and join the army. But i can't drink. At 18 i can get more, bigger guns, go to college and join the special forces, but i sitll can't drink. This country is fucking shit. This is the most sober i have been in weeks and coincidently the most angry and twitchy i've been all weak. Grrrr. This country really does piss me off with its stupid laws and its faggoty people with their stupid accents and sheer stupidity. I will probably regret saying this but on this holiday i have met some seriously dumb people, some seriously uncivilised people. When in New York, i was in a shop where an American female decided she would just strike up conversation with me. I was ok with this. It was when she started to lambast BP about the oil spill that i got angry.

To all americans out their. WE'RE NOT SORRY ABOUT THE OIL SPILL BECAUSE IT WASN'T OUR FAULT. YOU BLAME THE BRITISH FOR IT AND CALL IT BRITISH PETROLEUM WHEN IT WAS REALLY YOUR ENGINEERS WORKING ON IT. IT WAS AMERICAN AND MEXICAN CITIZENS WHO MANNED THAT RIG AND IT WAS THEY WHO CAUSED THE PROBLEM, NOT THE MAN WHO RUNS IT, SO STOP MAKING A SCAPEGOAT OUT OF HIM, HE'S A GOOD MAN WHO YOU HAVE GOT SACKED AND BLACK MARKED DUE TO YOUR FANCIFUL RUMOURS THAT IT WAS SOME FAULT OF HIS.

I said something along those lines to the woman, who slapped me, and left.

I hate this country.

Probably the most amusing part of this trip so far was watching 2 very large black women making out on the subway. Or get flashed by a bloke in the hotel next to us.

Results come out in a 18 days. Good luck to all my friends and to everyone who has ever read this. To my enemies, and the people i hate. Go fuck yourselves. I hope you fail.

I must also add that thanks to the author Trudi Canavan, if i call you a lad i am being derogatory. If there is anyone who wishes to join me in this secretive lad hating spree, then i would be happy.

To let you know what it stands for:

In modern day English, a lad refers to someone who smokes ad drinks a lot and is seen as being pretty awesome, but can be a right cunt to some people, only adding to his awesomeness in the eyes of others.

In TC English, a lad refers to a man who is a Lover of Aroused Dick. No offence to my homosexual friends, its just something you can use on people who think they are lads to be derogatory to them behind their backs :)

haha. I love being sneaky.

Yep so i thats about it from america. If anyone wants to do anything when i return then dont hesitate to ask. I know im going to fail my a lvls because i didn't really take them as seriosuly as some people. I wish luck to all my friends.

And special shout out goes to my friend Andrew, who has his first driving lesson tomorrow after putting it off for 18 months.

Yay, the overbearing pair our back. And they're being massivly overbearing.
Bastards

And Jess, if you read this, we all love you and i'm here for you
xxx

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