You may be wondering why that is my title. If not, then its understandable, we all have opinions. But basically, one of maths teachers humiliated me in front of my classmates yesterday, i was truly destroyed. Then he made me wait behind after class so the bastard could have a go at me some more. You may still be wondering why that is my title. Basically, i haven't hit him yet. But i'm gonna if he does it again. I'm taller, stronger, faster, and more angry than him, even if he is a scouser. I'm a strong believer that humans learn nothing from humiliation. We can see this in the way that Theseus humiliated the half way man, Procrustes by racking him and cutting off his feet. Admittedly Procrustes deserved this, due to the fact he was a perfectionist to the extreme. But did Theseus learn anything from this? No, he didn't. That is the main reason for why i'm so pissed at the bastard. No one treats me or my friends like that and gets away with that. No-one.
But in other news, i've had to stop doing my music, which was probably the only thing keeping me sane because my grades are freefalling. I spend too much time working. Literally all my time is spent working. I skipped 11 out of 21 meals last week to either catch up on sleep or work. I just don't have time to eat. My work rate has shot up but my grades continue to free fall. Its just not good. And with exams only 3 months away i'm fucking bricking myself. And one of my parents is being very unsupportive of my musical drop, mainly because she thinks its because i'm a lay about and don't do any work. She can go fuck herself. I'm doing 2 more a levels than she did, and harder one's at that. Oh well, at least next year there are only 6 hours of lectures a week for me. That will be so unbelievably good. I want to pick up Italian. And move to Rome, where i will undoubtly be stabbed for not being an Azurri, or a Lazian.
My bowing out of music at school is on Thursday where i'm hopefully playing my bass one last time. Am hoping to play an acoustic version of +44's Lycanthrope with just the bass and singing just to see what happens. The song was written by a bassist for a lead bass and two backing guitars, therefore it kind of works. Its also a good excuse to get pissed and impress women with my musical skills. Well, the one's who don't think i'm a self-righteous prick anyway.
This blog is a little unexpected. Its a bit of a spur of the moment jobby due to the fact that my good friend Hatty made me her facebook profile status. I will return the favour at some point! Have you as my status, or buy you a pint or something. x
Today did have some good moments though. I made friends again with my ex-girlfriend, which was nice considering she wasted about 40 quids credit sending texts to me and my friends saying what a twat i am, how shite i am in bed, how i used to cry all the time, how i confessed to being gay and having a boyfriend, and how i was a twat. I will admit, i'm a real dickhead. A true arsehole amongst men, but the rest was uncalled for. Almost as bad as my old MSN sending messages to my friends about my erectile problems and how i have to use only the best viagra. I was 11 when my MSN got that virus. And no, i don't have erectile problems.
Still.
Its been a hardcore day, evensong and shit. Did have me a few redbulls though, which i can highly recommend. It goes with absolutely anything, and tastes wonderful. It is truly amazing.
Anyway,
I love you all
Jx
Song of the day: Slit wrist theory - 36 Crazyfists
Quote of the day: 'Anger cannot be dishonest' - Marcus Aurelius
Sunday, 28 February 2010
Friday, 26 February 2010
Right.
Basically, today was a bit crap. The choir i'm in, (yes, i know, i'm in a choir, bloody hell, how can i be angry when i'm so angelic.... maybe because of the fact that i'm not a christian, and i hate choral music), has got through to the finals of the choir of the year competition again for the 3rd year running. We've lost the last two times. We are not going to win. Last year we were told we were the better choir and we still didn't win. The reason for this:
the main prize is a grand of musical equipment. Giving this to a private school would be wrong. If i'm being honest, thats total bollocks. If you're going to be unbiased, and fair, then at least follow your own fucking rules you self-righteous bastards. Howard Goodall, your a twat, and i wish you'd take your head out your own arse.
The other thing i dislike about this choir, is that my choir master is a boot licking arsehole. Men should stand up for themselves. We are the dominant forces on this earth. I apologize to my female readers, but its true. You have the brains, and have more rights, and the world would be better if it was run by you, but i'm still a 6 foot 2 inch white guy who would fight to save his own life, and has shed his own blood to stop people hurting my friends. Back to the arselicker. Basically, he invited Howard Goodall to our school, wined and dined him, and let him stay out his house, and asked him to do a talk about music. Now Goodall is a great musician, but im into fair play where ever possible. And that isn't fair play. And therefore its should be discounted.
To be honest, i should probably write these blogs whilst not listening to people like Geto Boys or Roy Jones, they just physk me up to a state where i'm ready just to hurt people. Next time you or your brothers have rugby, get them to listen to Roy Jones - Can't be touched, or possibly some here comes the boom by someone, either Nelly or R. Kelly, i don't know. Don't care. They do the same thing, just get you ready for a fight, for smacking your shoulder into the fleshy area above someone's groin and below their ribs, or the connection as you pick someone up, and drive their back into the ground, and hearing the air leave their lungs as the air leaves their lungs. I like rugby, its a good sport.
And of course, nothing beats shattering one of your knuckles when your hand connects with either someone's eye region, or jaw area.
I'm a big boy who likes fighting. And i will fight anyone, bigger or smaller, older or younger. But never women. As Hatty knows from the time she 'accidentally' kicked me in the face and i didn't retaliate. Some said progress, others said chivalry. The later were correct.
Chivalry plays a key part in my life. I'm a mediaeval historian, i'm doing history next year at uni, and i like to think that chivalry is one of my fortes. It is something i try and live by. I'm a barbarian. Thats why i'm so angry. The anger flows through my blood. And no doubt there'll be jail time, i've been kicked out clubs before, i've been sent off before. I have anger issues. And thats why i'm a barbari. The tattoos i plan to get are mainly of barbarian descent. The plan is:
An eagle across my shoulder blades, black, with the wings spread, like the eagle ontop of the Roman aquila. AS well as that, the assassins logo on my upper left arm, the liverpool FC logo on my right peck A dagger entangled with a rose on my left thigh. A celtic bracelet on my right wrist. A sleeve on my right arm, of either a tree root, or a celtic design around it. My fmaily moto on my left forearm, the word Caesaris on my left wrist. The latin words 'veritas' and 'aequitas' tattooed on my arms. My wifes name tattooed over my heart. Any bullet wounds i'll get the date received tattooed on the wound.
I like tattoos, i think body art is the best type of art. My parents say it is a lower class thing to do. This is because they are upper class conservatives. I'm more liberal. If anything, i'd say i prefer to communism to democracy. Communism has great merits, especially in poor or over populated countries. This is why china is a great communist country. And if India became a communist state, then communism would take over the world. Because when the red army marches through Europe and African, and America is left on its own, we will see how useless the americans are.
Anyway, i'm slightly less angry now, just tired. Time for my daily push ups and sit ups. 20 a day, makes you a fit piece of ass, or so they say.
Love you all
Jx
Song of the day: bleed and blister - .moneen.
Quote of the day: The world needs anger. The world often continues to allow evil because it isn't angry enough - Bede Jarrett
Basically, today was a bit crap. The choir i'm in, (yes, i know, i'm in a choir, bloody hell, how can i be angry when i'm so angelic.... maybe because of the fact that i'm not a christian, and i hate choral music), has got through to the finals of the choir of the year competition again for the 3rd year running. We've lost the last two times. We are not going to win. Last year we were told we were the better choir and we still didn't win. The reason for this:
the main prize is a grand of musical equipment. Giving this to a private school would be wrong. If i'm being honest, thats total bollocks. If you're going to be unbiased, and fair, then at least follow your own fucking rules you self-righteous bastards. Howard Goodall, your a twat, and i wish you'd take your head out your own arse.
The other thing i dislike about this choir, is that my choir master is a boot licking arsehole. Men should stand up for themselves. We are the dominant forces on this earth. I apologize to my female readers, but its true. You have the brains, and have more rights, and the world would be better if it was run by you, but i'm still a 6 foot 2 inch white guy who would fight to save his own life, and has shed his own blood to stop people hurting my friends. Back to the arselicker. Basically, he invited Howard Goodall to our school, wined and dined him, and let him stay out his house, and asked him to do a talk about music. Now Goodall is a great musician, but im into fair play where ever possible. And that isn't fair play. And therefore its should be discounted.
To be honest, i should probably write these blogs whilst not listening to people like Geto Boys or Roy Jones, they just physk me up to a state where i'm ready just to hurt people. Next time you or your brothers have rugby, get them to listen to Roy Jones - Can't be touched, or possibly some here comes the boom by someone, either Nelly or R. Kelly, i don't know. Don't care. They do the same thing, just get you ready for a fight, for smacking your shoulder into the fleshy area above someone's groin and below their ribs, or the connection as you pick someone up, and drive their back into the ground, and hearing the air leave their lungs as the air leaves their lungs. I like rugby, its a good sport.
And of course, nothing beats shattering one of your knuckles when your hand connects with either someone's eye region, or jaw area.
I'm a big boy who likes fighting. And i will fight anyone, bigger or smaller, older or younger. But never women. As Hatty knows from the time she 'accidentally' kicked me in the face and i didn't retaliate. Some said progress, others said chivalry. The later were correct.
Chivalry plays a key part in my life. I'm a mediaeval historian, i'm doing history next year at uni, and i like to think that chivalry is one of my fortes. It is something i try and live by. I'm a barbarian. Thats why i'm so angry. The anger flows through my blood. And no doubt there'll be jail time, i've been kicked out clubs before, i've been sent off before. I have anger issues. And thats why i'm a barbari. The tattoos i plan to get are mainly of barbarian descent. The plan is:
An eagle across my shoulder blades, black, with the wings spread, like the eagle ontop of the Roman aquila. AS well as that, the assassins logo on my upper left arm, the liverpool FC logo on my right peck A dagger entangled with a rose on my left thigh. A celtic bracelet on my right wrist. A sleeve on my right arm, of either a tree root, or a celtic design around it. My fmaily moto on my left forearm, the word Caesaris on my left wrist. The latin words 'veritas' and 'aequitas' tattooed on my arms. My wifes name tattooed over my heart. Any bullet wounds i'll get the date received tattooed on the wound.
I like tattoos, i think body art is the best type of art. My parents say it is a lower class thing to do. This is because they are upper class conservatives. I'm more liberal. If anything, i'd say i prefer to communism to democracy. Communism has great merits, especially in poor or over populated countries. This is why china is a great communist country. And if India became a communist state, then communism would take over the world. Because when the red army marches through Europe and African, and America is left on its own, we will see how useless the americans are.
Anyway, i'm slightly less angry now, just tired. Time for my daily push ups and sit ups. 20 a day, makes you a fit piece of ass, or so they say.
Love you all
Jx
Song of the day: bleed and blister - .moneen.
Quote of the day: The world needs anger. The world often continues to allow evil because it isn't angry enough - Bede Jarrett
Thursday, 25 February 2010
Day 4
4 days in, i'll try not to fall asleep this time.
I have a confession to make to you all. But i will do this later, because i may as well have you read 3 blogs before you never read me again.
Today was a very stressful day. I haven't yet eaten, so my temper is flaring a bit, and i have lashed out once, resulting in a split knuckle for my troubles. As many of you may know, a kid that was in the upper 6th at my school when i was a lowly first year has confessed to the murder of his father, who has been missing for 6 months. Mark, a student with 5 A levels, who currently works for IBM is thought to have beaten his dad up with some form of club due to the trauma to the head. The body has had 6 months of riga mortis to cope with, so it will probably be hard to tell. Still.
I like CSI, leave me alone! When i'm not out of Saturday nights, CSI acts like a women for me..... apart from the fact i don't pleasure myself to CSI..... that was a terrible analogy, i apologize.
But my day has really focused around a few simple questions:
1. Is there such thing as physics? which i have proven there isn't due to my awesomeness
2. If it is immoral to keep a bull in a cage, and if it immoral to keep a human in a cage, why is it moral to keep a minotaur in a cage?
3. Nottingham Uni, York Uni, or open day at Cardiff Uni, what should i do?
I would appreciate your answers to these few questions. Here are mine:
1. No, because one of the key parts of physics is that there is a resultant force acting on you. When i jump up i fall back down again. This is simple gravity. But due to the fact that gravity is technically pushing me into the earth, and that the force of gravity is not equal to the resultant force i have when i stand at an angle, why is it that i do not either fall to the centre of the earth, or fly off towards the sun? Therefore mechanics is wrong, because i don't fall back towards the centre of the earth, or towards the sun. Therefore physics is void. If you have a problem with my method, please keep it to yourself. I feel very smug by the fact that i think i have proven physics wrong!
2. The kids i teach think that it is ok to keep a minotaur in a cage, even if a bull is more vicious than the minotaur. Bulls are stupid animals, they will charge you for no good reason. A minotaur is a killing machine. It has some brains. Our modern society suggests that due to our brain capacity and out shape, we are the most advanced civilisation ever, and we keep advancing towards the next epoch. But a minotaurs brain is surely part way between a human and a bulls brain, so it would do some thinking, have some feelings. You know. And therefore surely it is a bad thing to keep them locked up?
3. I went to York (AAA) uni yesterday, loved the course, hated the uni. At Nottingham (AAA), i loved the uni, but didn't like the course. I have an offer from Cardiff (AAB), should i see that as well, knowing that i will definitely apply to Birmingham (ABB)?
You see, my days are eventful, and often are good like that.
As some of you know, i'm a football hooligan. I'm a big Liverpool FC fan. I sleep in a LFC shirt and am going to get their emblem tattooed on myself. I'm a big fan of tattoo's, they're a good way of making yourself look more handsome in my eyes, and body art is the best type of art. The human body is the perfect canvas. There is nothing more perfect than the human body, but especially that of the female.
And now you kind of know my secret. Britney Spears once sang a song about me. And the Muse song i have for my son of the day has some connotations to it.
Neway, i have some beer to drink, and some faces to break. The night is young, and its student night.
Sleep well all, i may see you tomorrow.... but i probably won't.
omnes tui amo
Jx
Song of the day: Map of the problematique - Muse
Quote of day: An honest man whats two things: danger and play. For that reason he wants a woman, as his most dangerous plaything. - Friedrich Nietzsche
I have a confession to make to you all. But i will do this later, because i may as well have you read 3 blogs before you never read me again.
Today was a very stressful day. I haven't yet eaten, so my temper is flaring a bit, and i have lashed out once, resulting in a split knuckle for my troubles. As many of you may know, a kid that was in the upper 6th at my school when i was a lowly first year has confessed to the murder of his father, who has been missing for 6 months. Mark, a student with 5 A levels, who currently works for IBM is thought to have beaten his dad up with some form of club due to the trauma to the head. The body has had 6 months of riga mortis to cope with, so it will probably be hard to tell. Still.
I like CSI, leave me alone! When i'm not out of Saturday nights, CSI acts like a women for me..... apart from the fact i don't pleasure myself to CSI..... that was a terrible analogy, i apologize.
But my day has really focused around a few simple questions:
1. Is there such thing as physics? which i have proven there isn't due to my awesomeness
2. If it is immoral to keep a bull in a cage, and if it immoral to keep a human in a cage, why is it moral to keep a minotaur in a cage?
3. Nottingham Uni, York Uni, or open day at Cardiff Uni, what should i do?
I would appreciate your answers to these few questions. Here are mine:
1. No, because one of the key parts of physics is that there is a resultant force acting on you. When i jump up i fall back down again. This is simple gravity. But due to the fact that gravity is technically pushing me into the earth, and that the force of gravity is not equal to the resultant force i have when i stand at an angle, why is it that i do not either fall to the centre of the earth, or fly off towards the sun? Therefore mechanics is wrong, because i don't fall back towards the centre of the earth, or towards the sun. Therefore physics is void. If you have a problem with my method, please keep it to yourself. I feel very smug by the fact that i think i have proven physics wrong!
2. The kids i teach think that it is ok to keep a minotaur in a cage, even if a bull is more vicious than the minotaur. Bulls are stupid animals, they will charge you for no good reason. A minotaur is a killing machine. It has some brains. Our modern society suggests that due to our brain capacity and out shape, we are the most advanced civilisation ever, and we keep advancing towards the next epoch. But a minotaurs brain is surely part way between a human and a bulls brain, so it would do some thinking, have some feelings. You know. And therefore surely it is a bad thing to keep them locked up?
3. I went to York (AAA) uni yesterday, loved the course, hated the uni. At Nottingham (AAA), i loved the uni, but didn't like the course. I have an offer from Cardiff (AAB), should i see that as well, knowing that i will definitely apply to Birmingham (ABB)?
You see, my days are eventful, and often are good like that.
As some of you know, i'm a football hooligan. I'm a big Liverpool FC fan. I sleep in a LFC shirt and am going to get their emblem tattooed on myself. I'm a big fan of tattoo's, they're a good way of making yourself look more handsome in my eyes, and body art is the best type of art. The human body is the perfect canvas. There is nothing more perfect than the human body, but especially that of the female.
And now you kind of know my secret. Britney Spears once sang a song about me. And the Muse song i have for my son of the day has some connotations to it.
Neway, i have some beer to drink, and some faces to break. The night is young, and its student night.
Sleep well all, i may see you tomorrow.... but i probably won't.
omnes tui amo
Jx
Song of the day: Map of the problematique - Muse
Quote of day: An honest man whats two things: danger and play. For that reason he wants a woman, as his most dangerous plaything. - Friedrich Nietzsche
Wednesday, 24 February 2010
I'd first of all like to apologize for my blog yesterday. I'm very tired, i'm out of my pills, and i'm a little tense. You see i broke a rib last week whilst skiing, and its just healing. Today it was aggravated again. Both whilst playing football, and due to the idiocy of some of my best friends. But what are friends for? Love? Happiness? Anything whatsoever? Thats the brilliance about friendship, it brings people together. And bringing people together is the best part of life.
I scored twice today in football. This is a good feat for me, i'm injured, and also play at right back. I'm sorry if sport isn't your thing. I like some sports. I'm terrible them though. I should learn this. I don't. In the famous words of a song i was listening to earlier 'i joined in with some football hooligans and they were all bastard cunts'. I'm one of them bastard cunts. Sorry.
I so far don't think i've really used these blogs for anything other than really explaining who i am. I may just keep them like this for a while. I'll tell you all about myself, some of you may already know me. You'll know my hair, my hands, my lips, my heart. But most of you won't. And as i sit here and listen to Europe after the rain by Max Richter, and the violin plays and makes me feel more mellow, and more scared, i feel that perhaps i don't even know myself, and that maybe these words i write will explain me some more. I have a lot on my plate. I play the role of Seneca, whilst my friend Sam, plays the part of Burrus, rather badly too. My house master plays Nero. Nero is very harsh on the younger years, but gets better the further up the food chain you move. His two advisors, Seneca and Burrus are key to his survival. However one of his advisors, young Burrus is stupid, foolish and the ultimate jock. I am a musician. I do almost everything in the house. One of my main successes culminated in the arrival of our house sports shirts today. Still. I complain. I should shut up now, before you all leave.
As i said, i'm a musician. Music is my life. If any of you have ever seen the film where Jamie Fox plays the homeless schizophrenic pianist, i am the pianist. I play the clarinet to grade 8 standard. I sing, and have appeared on tv nine times. I play the bass guitar. I can sorta play piano, there are one or two others. Music is the only thing that keeps me from ending it now. The day i go deaf will be my last one on earth. Blindness can be overcome, the inability to feel anything would be a blessing. (For few of you know, that if my uni stuff all goes wrong, then i'm going to join the army and fight in afghanistan. Fighting people i'm not scared of, who i would kill to protect my family and friends, and to protect my religion. Islam is a great religion, and i take many parts of my own religion form it. I just do not appreviate all their laws.
I'm falling asleep at my screen.
I wrote that all lastnight, i did fall asleep about 30 seconds after writing that. I was very tired. Long day.
Today i hit the town of York to see the uni. It was a bit of a dump if i'm being honest. Not really for me, will probably apply to Nottingham instead.
Not really up for writing a post tonight, may just leave it like this.
And by may, i mean will.
Love you all
J
Song of the day: Second chance - Lovehatehero
Quote of the day: 'When we are tired, we are attacked by ideas we conquered long ago' - Friedrich Nietzsche
I scored twice today in football. This is a good feat for me, i'm injured, and also play at right back. I'm sorry if sport isn't your thing. I like some sports. I'm terrible them though. I should learn this. I don't. In the famous words of a song i was listening to earlier 'i joined in with some football hooligans and they were all bastard cunts'. I'm one of them bastard cunts. Sorry.
I so far don't think i've really used these blogs for anything other than really explaining who i am. I may just keep them like this for a while. I'll tell you all about myself, some of you may already know me. You'll know my hair, my hands, my lips, my heart. But most of you won't. And as i sit here and listen to Europe after the rain by Max Richter, and the violin plays and makes me feel more mellow, and more scared, i feel that perhaps i don't even know myself, and that maybe these words i write will explain me some more. I have a lot on my plate. I play the role of Seneca, whilst my friend Sam, plays the part of Burrus, rather badly too. My house master plays Nero. Nero is very harsh on the younger years, but gets better the further up the food chain you move. His two advisors, Seneca and Burrus are key to his survival. However one of his advisors, young Burrus is stupid, foolish and the ultimate jock. I am a musician. I do almost everything in the house. One of my main successes culminated in the arrival of our house sports shirts today. Still. I complain. I should shut up now, before you all leave.
As i said, i'm a musician. Music is my life. If any of you have ever seen the film where Jamie Fox plays the homeless schizophrenic pianist, i am the pianist. I play the clarinet to grade 8 standard. I sing, and have appeared on tv nine times. I play the bass guitar. I can sorta play piano, there are one or two others. Music is the only thing that keeps me from ending it now. The day i go deaf will be my last one on earth. Blindness can be overcome, the inability to feel anything would be a blessing. (For few of you know, that if my uni stuff all goes wrong, then i'm going to join the army and fight in afghanistan. Fighting people i'm not scared of, who i would kill to protect my family and friends, and to protect my religion. Islam is a great religion, and i take many parts of my own religion form it. I just do not appreviate all their laws.
I'm falling asleep at my screen.
I wrote that all lastnight, i did fall asleep about 30 seconds after writing that. I was very tired. Long day.
Today i hit the town of York to see the uni. It was a bit of a dump if i'm being honest. Not really for me, will probably apply to Nottingham instead.
Not really up for writing a post tonight, may just leave it like this.
And by may, i mean will.
Love you all
J
Song of the day: Second chance - Lovehatehero
Quote of the day: 'When we are tired, we are attacked by ideas we conquered long ago' - Friedrich Nietzsche
Monday, 22 February 2010
New Beginnings
Someone once said to me, that every now and then we need to just stop, and think. About anything. About everything. About whatever first comes into our heads. We need to just sit down, and shut the fuck up and think.
Its true. The images our minds create mean so much more than the words that we speak. So we should just be quite, and listen to where are hearts, minds and souls take us.
And this is why i decided to start righting these. My little rambles may mean nothing to you. But they take me back to the good things in my life, the happy moments, the moments that took my breath away. The best moments. The ones that shook me. The ones that have moulded me into the man i have grown to be.
I should probably start by talking a little about myself.....
I'm six foot two.
17
caucasian male
well built
muscular torso, less muscular abdomen
brown hair, green/blue eyes
205 pounds
single (and hating it)
I'm human. Just about anyway. Many people don't understand me. They see me as different. And difference scares people. So me being different scares many people. This amuses me. A lot does.
But this is who i am. And nothing will change me.
I'm addicted to music. Screamo, techno, electro house, rock, alternative, hip hop, latino rap, american rap, jazz, classical, goth, indie, psy, emo, metal, grundge. Literally anything will do. harddrive.fm. Listen to it. Even if you don't like music. Just listen. It will change you.
I love to read but haven't been able to read anything recently due to my work load. Which is very annoying. And gets at me. But still. Work takes priority. Fuck that. I'd rather be in a club. In clubs, people don't judge you, they dance with you, get with you, and move on. Being judged is what i hate most. My teachers. My friends. My family. Anyone. You judge me, you anger me. You anger me, and i hurt you. I hurt people. Some people are good at learning, and doing other stuff. I'm good at hurting people.
As you can guess, i'm one angry son of a bitch.
But the Gods keep me strong. They watch over me. Play with me. Just like they do anyone of you. But who are we to question the Gods?
Oh well.
Next time, i'll talk to you about something more interesting. Like whether there are any women in my love life that don't either want to hurt me, ridicule me, use me, abuse me. You know, shit like that.
Don't worry girls, i love you all.
I'll give this to Hatty, she can spread it out, if you're one of Hatty's friends whose reading this, then thanks you even giving me a minute of your time. There isn't much more i appreciate more. If you leave me your addresses, i'll read yours too, and we can expand our horizons, make new friends, and become better people. Its the people around us that shape is most. I may have just contradicted myself. I do that a lot. Fuck all that.
Oh, and if you have a problem with getting pissed at bad grammar, then i'm sorry. I'm very dyslexic, and am terrible at English. Please don't judge me for it. You will only anger me. And i also swear a lot. Get over it.
I'm probably gonna try and do one of these every other day, 4 a week starting on monday, but that will probably fail. But who cares?
Anyway, i love you all.
Jx
Song of the day: New Beginnings - Finch
Quote of the day: 'Every new beginning comes from some other beginnings end' - Seneca
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