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

Tuesday, 29 June 2010

harddrive.fm

harddrivefm.com
Listen, they're fucking awesome.

Not much to talk about really. Have the plague, a gay best friend and a soul patch.

Bar that, everythings the same.

the 4th crusade is the best crusade.

Tired!

C.V.A.D

Sunday, 27 June 2010

England football

We lost to the Germans

Fuck.

Not good.

About to return to facebook and have a go a Tom Stott for being a cunt to George.
And arthur Thomas is a cunt, if anyone is up for cementing this to him, go onto my facebook and find the post about peter crouch, like the last post i made about him being a twat.

Thank you for your support. I'm going to give him a blackeye at leavers ball :)
Him and Max White.

Fucking Germans.

Im going to go hit the gym, cos i could play for england.
Shit.

C.V.A.D

Saturday, 26 June 2010

probably the most awesome day ever

Went to my old school reunion today with Ames and Hatty, and it was fucking awesome. Had a right laugh! And next year, i'm going to do it again. Just with more people from our year.

And i maybe going bak on thursday, so hatty, you maybe in devon then, but if your not an fancy coming to see it with me then please come. Lottie if you fancy coming to see the canturbery tails on thursday night with me at my old school it'd be appreciated.
I need a guest to come with me.

Cheers

It'd be good if you could come!

Neway, today was awesome as fuck, but it has made my plague worse.
Haha, i can't speak.

Shit

C.V.A.D

Friday, 25 June 2010

40 miles

I cycled 40 miles today before i was picked up by my grandparents.

Wednesday, 23 June 2010

cancellation

yep, i've done it again.

Orlando, Saas, Obergurgl and Rome will have to do without me this year.
And the reason for it.
Can you guess?
Correct!

My mother.

Having got me up at 7 this morning to do chemistry revision..... for an exam next monday..... and knowing that i'm in all day tomorrow, she still decided to have a right old nag.
So i did an hour. I did an honest hour of chemistry revision, not much, but enough this far from an exam.
So i did my hour, had some lunch and sat down to watch England.
Seeing that i'm not revising she flips. She tells me i'm going to fail. Has a bit more of a nag.
So i turn the volume up. She hits me. I stand up, she backs off. I sit down again.
So the game finishes, England win. :) Well done boys.
She comes up and shouts at me again. I stand up again, head out the door, grab my bike, and cycle.
So 2 hours later i return home. Her and my sister have gone out. They haven't let a key.
I cycle to my grandparents, get a key, cycle home, let myself in.
She was home afterall, just refused to let me in.
She's a bitch.

She told me i have 3 days to get out of her house.
I have refused to talk to her.

Don't you all just love family arguments


Whore.

Carousel, Buddha, Blink 182
Better than the other versions

I'm in school tomorrow from 2 till 8.
Busy for a lot of it.

C.V.A.D

Tuesday, 22 June 2010

u-turn

Failure.

I broke. I wasn't going to. I'm just so miserable. I'm crying for no reason. I'm sitting in a room, its 100 degrees, im watching QI, with city and colour in the background, and i'm crying.
I don't know why.
I honestly don't know why.

I'm lost, theres nothing i can see, feel, do thats gonna make me happy. I've fallen for a good friend who i see before most of my exams, and i want to hold her, and i invited her out for a coffee but her mum was ill so she wouldn't and i'm lost. She said she would another time, but that doesn't merit this feeling of emptiness, and tears, and lose.

I cut my hair again, but unfortunately have been bitten on my forehead by a spider so have a massive lump there. And my lip is fucked again. I don't know why it does it, but it has swollen, and its weird.

But this girl, gods i want her, but i know that it is too late. And i would have had her last year if i hadn't been a fat layabout, and if i hadn't been raped at christmas. I want her, but its too late. I may see her once more if i'm lucky, and i doubt she likes me in the way i like her.
But she knows i've got her back, and i think there maybe some feeling for me. I'm a bit weird in that i never put the phone down first, listening to a persons breathes is both creepy, but also very revealing. Her breathes were ragged, as if taken aback, but there was also a sense of nervousness. And whilst we spoke lastnight, my voice, as it does when i talk to a woman i fancy over the phone, vibrates, it goes up and down, usually quite high. But when i talk to them in the flesh, it is deep. Ask Emma, she can verify this.....

haha.

So fucking tired.

I'm going to get to sleep

Candor Viribus Alas Dat

Have strength my brothers, and next year, when we are apart, remember me.

We die tonight.

C.V.A.D

Monday, 14 June 2010

last post

read the title

goodnight.