Anyway, what else has happened? Ok, well my birthday passed and was spent in the company of my bro at his flat, as I had planned. Just chilled out, watched movies, got in a pizza, and chilled out. Stu got me a Wrestlemania 17 box set, I got Dave Navarro’s album and Slayer’s “Reign in Blood” from my dad, some Issey Miyake from my mum and just general cash from most other directions. Could’ve been worse.

Went to Holland last Saturday, and it was very, very nice. I stayed with my family out there, and it was nice to be welcomed with open arms. We got there on Saturday evening and I met some of my family and stayed there til the late evening, at which point we all motored back to my cousin’s crib, and I got some shut eye.

Sunday was spent wandering around the Hague and being a total tourist retard. Lots of fun. Got some cool comic related tees in the form of an ice blue Superman logo tee with “I’m from another planet” on the front, a black Steel logo tee with “Man of Steel” written below the logo, an Ultimate Hulk tee and an Ultimate Spiderman tee. I didn’t sleep at all that night, which led to a very interesting occurrence. About 5 in the morning, my cousin’s hubby, Muhammed, woke up, and asked if I wanted to go with him while he drove his buddies to work. So I said, sure. He said his prayers, and then we were off. We picked up one of his buddies, then headed back to the house so Muhammed could pick up some stuff, then picked up his other friend, and promptly began to speed along at a scary rate. Which led to a very cool moment as we sped along the motorway at 105mph while the sun rose and everyone sang along to “Wake Me Up Before You Go Go” at 5:45 am. Very surreal but cool. We dropped his buds off at their work place, then sped bang, singing along poorly to “Killing Me Softly” and “Lady Marmalade”. Muhammed then drove me around the Hague for a bit, before we headed back. I crashed out at about 8 in the am, and woke up a good 13 hours later.

Proceeded to pull another all nighter mostly due to my dad’s incredibly loud snoring, then went to Amsterdam. Now, I thought Amsterdam would be really skeevy and dingy, but it was actually pretty nice. I wandered around some of the cafés whose details I obtained from the good people at 420Tours.com, and I have to say, the Bushdocter seemed to be the nicest place of em all. Bought some pure joints from Dutch Flowers, some Bubblegum from de Rokerij and some AK 47 from the Bushdocter, had some lunch, then made our way back to the Hague. Went back and slept a bit, then woke up and watched TV. Then went to bed.

Woke up pretty early and sorted out stuff to go back, packed up, and went into town. Bought some cigars, a lighter, and some boxers, went back, did the goodbye thing, and then made our way back to the ferry port. Got our ferry back, and got home about 9 pm. Called a few people and had one of the best conversations with Matt that I believe I have ever had. All in all, it was good.

Thursday, weny up to Camden with Nat, Lara, Chris (Nat’s ex is indeed back in the picture, and not in the army) and Flint, who I only thought looked slightly like a werewolf. Finally got a pic with Lara, which was nice. Got myself the phattest pair of Wu Wear jeans ever, a standard blue and red Superman logo tee, a Black Flag tee and a NIN tee. Went back to Nat’s and got totally wasted on the Amsterdam weed I’d brought back.

Same for Friday.

Saturday, came back, bummed about the house doing nothing.

Ditto, yesterday.
Notes: Meeting people this week. Might go up Camden again next week. I Miss Matt. I should call Braidy Rach actually. And I wanna get tickets to see Rza and also for Tattoo the Planet. That’s about it. A lot more has gone on, but those two days at nat’s really left me knocked for six. Oh, yeah, and Jimmy Eat World rule, and Bauhaus have blown my mind. Yup, that’s about it. Lataz.

10.07.01

Well, what a past couple of days this has been. Thursday afternoon I went out and bought a black shirt, black trousers and a red tie for the Icarus Line gig, and also Go on video for only £4! Result! And then I came home, tried on the outfit, realised the trousers didn’t fit, and resolved to return them the next day. And that was Thursday.

Friday, woke up, made calls to arrange to go see Tomb Raider. Then went back to exchange trousers for right size at Next, then came home, chilled out, then went to meet Nat in Bromley. She was somewhat stoned, so we just hung out, with one misadventure occurring when Nat walked into on a couple getting their freak on in the Burger King toilets. Funny stuff. Met Mark, Braidy Rach and Dylan walking up to the cinema, as they were walking down the high street. Then we waited at the Odeon for them to return, and Mike and Chris arrived. Then the others returned, we traded or tickets for a free empty row so we could all sit together, and then watched Tomb Raider. Save the opening 10 minutes, the house battle scene and Jolie running out of a cave at the end, it was pretty shit. Not recommended. Mind you, I am now salivating at the prospect of the Final Fantasy movie. So lush… Anyway, Nat and Chris went their way, and the rest of us went to Mark’s car. Mark gave Mike a lift to his bus stop, dropped of Dylan at Shortlands station and then I went back to his, called my dad, and hung at Marks until it was time for me to go. Mark gave me a lift to the Chinese garage, and then I got my ride home. End of day.

Saturday rocked my colon. Woke up late, had bath, and spent the majority of the day wandering around in towels. Now, half of you are puking, I will continue. Chatted a lot to Ruchi. Cool chick. Also chatted to Beth. Nice. Chatted to Matt, confirmed stuff for evening, then got dressed into gear, and hit the road. Got underground to Highbury, then went to The Garage. Waiting for Matt, Icarus Line’s drummer, The Captain, stopped, turned to me and said, “That’s awesome, man. If I new you were gonna come dressed like that, I would’ve left my stuff behind and just used yours.” Coolness. Another guy in a skeleton mask asked me if I was in the band, or just dressed like them. I said the first, and he went, “Oh cool.” I did point out the drummer to him, sitting talking with fans. Went up front for Hell is for Heroes set, and they were very good, despite the fact few got into them. That’s always the thing with support groups. They always feel bad afterwards, because they don’t get appreciated due to the fact people are rarely their to see them, with the exception of John at the Offspring gig, who primarily went to see AFI. Good solid set, if a bit short. Pics will be up later this week. At this point Matt made himself known, and we got ourselves some pints. Next was the Icarus Line. Now, keep in mind, I went to the gig with 25 exposures on my camera. About 10 went on Hell is for Heroes. The rest on the Icarus Line. And in the end, it was worth it. Before they started, The Captain pointed at me and gestured to his collar, and mouthed “Nice Tie”. Sweetness. And then it began. Truly amazing from the opening “OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHH….. MYYYYYYYYYYY… GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOODDD!!!” right until the end of S.P.M.C, the gig was one of the most amazing aural and visual experiences I have witnessed, beating out Amen for sheer fury and craziness, and Incubus for unforgettable iconic moments. Notable moments for me personally include the guitarist playing his instrument as if it were a weapon, swinging it up into the air by the neck and still playing for the sharp opening chords of “You Make Me Nervous” (a suitable song for the man himself”, jumping a good three feet in the air during “Oh Faithless”, getting tangled in his guitar’s lead whilst playing standing on an amp, rubbing his guitar against the light rig to play it, playing it behind his head, falling of the amp, a good five feet high, to right in front of me, and finally smashing it into pieces at the end. Joe also was an amazing front man, who seemed to be incapable of staying still at first, infused with the spirits of Iggy Pop, Casey Chaos, Glen Danzig and Davey Havok all at once. That was until about halfway through “Enemies in High Places”, where he gazed out into the crowd as if deep in some trance for about 45 seconds, before exploding back into action. The man also shook my hand twice. And played my two requests, Feed a Cat to your Cobra” and “Suicide Pact”, which garnered the response, “I don’t know about anyone else, but we’re gonna play ‘Suicide Pact’, which none of you probably know except for this one guy here”. He also knelt down at one point right in front of me, and I said “hey Joe! Pose!” He looked at me, spat to his side, and then looked back at me, his face covered by his black hair. Click. Got my photo. Following the band knocking down their gear, Joe slapped me on the shoulder a few times. I felt good. Gig over, Matt and I went to get the underground back. But on the train, Matt pointed out the sticker on my shoulder. It was a backstage pass. Cue getting off train, running around the station for the right platform, and then heading back. Got back in, and got backstage. Talked to Joe, shook hands with the band and the bassist from Hell is for Heroes, got a black rubber bracelet from Joe, got my album signed, and then took my leave of them, so as not to get in the way. Matt and I then made our way back to his, where we watched Devilman and then Smackdown. At about 4:30, I hit the hay.

Sunday, woke up at 9:44. Said fuck that, and went back to bed. Woke up at 1:46. Lay in bed. Matt came to wake me up. Got up. We hung out and did stuff for the day, and after Futurama, I got my lift home and made it back at 8:18. Watched tv, used net, made some calls, headed to bed.

Monday, wake up about 7:00, get myself sorted out, head to train station, get trains and underground to Waterloo, then hang around. Stu, Nahida and Sam arrive at 9:27. God Rachel, Shaz, Matt, John, Goth Alex, Mike, Stu, Freddie and Christina followed at 9:55. We then all just hang around for our train, then board it, and head to Chessington. Good stuff. The Rodeo and Galleon were kinda lame. I used to really like ‘em. The Samurai was good , but really hurt my balls. The bumper cars as usual were some good light fun, and the huge rotating swing was great. Upon discovering the Minnie the Minx water fountain, we all took turns in getting drenched. A lot more happened, but I cant be bothered to recap it all. In the end, as the park was closing, Alex, Shaz and I got some “interesting” pictures taken with the life size Action Man model. Hopefully they will end up on my site in the near future. Following raiding the sweets store, which had a gorgeous blonde security guard complete with impractical 6 inch heel boots, we went to the train station. Got the train, and much hammering with inflatable rubber mallets followed. That could be easily misread, I know. But anyway, got back to Waterloo, said our adieus, and then me, Mike and Freddie headed for the tube. Got back to London Bridge, got the train to Grove Park with Mike and Freddie, then got a bus to Bromley, and bus home. I left home at 9:20. I got back at 10:05. I used the net for a while, and then passed out on the green chair in my living room. Woke up about 4, went to my proper bed, and slept.

Woke up today, got myself sorted, watched some tv, got my photos back from the gig, and lo and behold, they 25th, 26th and 27th pics are fucked up because the 26th negative got cut wrong. Returned the negative for those pics to get them redone, called Matt and arranged to hang out Thursday. Came online, read some wrestling stuff, and then decided to update.

Notes: I have decided to change to format of the photos page to a more convenient one. Mostly for me, but probably for you, too. Anyway, current plans for this week involve getting tickets to see Seafood, deciding on which party to go to on Friday, Dylan’s or Ruchi’s, and going to Shaz’s party on Saturday. And obviously hanging with Matt. Birthday in seven days. Not got anything big planned, mainly due to financial constraints. But obviously lots of drinking and possibly drugs are on the cards. Also expecting a letter from Alicia, whom I met chatting online. She seems really cool and sweet. I enjoy talking to her. Should be interesting to read what she has to say that she has yet been unable to online, thus necessitating a letter. Getting my redone photos back Thursday at noon. Also should probably be scanning some at Matt’s for both of our sites. That’s it for now I think. Anyway, toodles.

05.07.01
Time for yet another update, because I know all of you out there just cannot go without one. : ) Anyway yeah, let’s get started.

Wednesday, went in for Psych and watched a video about anorexia. Pretty painful to look at some of the uber thin women that have starved themselves so severely. Anyway, lesson over, hung out with people outside of college, then went back to Nat’s with Mike and Lorina. We hung out, and then Lori left to meet Alex. Hung out some more at Nat’s, then we went to Bromley to meet up with Lori and Alex. Met up with them, then got our tickets and went to see Evolution. Not bad by any means, but the hard sell of Head and Shoulders just ruined it for me. Anyway, then got a lift home and that was that.

Thursday, watched another video in Psych. Pretty boring. Anyway, that over, just hung around with people and did jack shit until it was time for Film. Then I just didn’t bother going to watch the rest of The Birds, and hung out some more. Went to Bromley, wandered about a bit, then went back to college to watch Sig's drama presentation. Pretty blah. Then got my dad to pick me up and went home.

Friday, went in for Film, and fell asleep in class watching The Birds. I own it,so wasn’t really bothered about watching it. Afterwards, Tom and I went into Bromley to hang out. Tom went to see Tex Mex Rach at work, and then when he came back out, we went to the park to hang out. Hung out for a good few hours, then I got my bus home, sorted out some basic essentials and threw em in my bag, and then went to Nat’s.

Friday night through to Sunday evening was just a mix of music, drugs, sleep, cable tv and movies. I won’t attempt to recount it all, because I probably couldn’t. However, one conclusion can be drawn: Lara is very fit. Anyway, I met a bunch of new people over the weekend as they came and went, and all in all it was a pretty cool weekend. If I could remember more of it, it would probably be better.

Anyway, Monday I just laid in bed, because I couldn’t be arsed to drag myself out of bed to go to only one lesson after an exhausting weekend. Spent the day being a lazy sod. Nothing too eventful really.

Tuesday, went in for Film and watched Clerks with Latoya and Jo, since no one else turned up. Hugs all round since Jo isn’t going to be our teacher next year. Hung out, then went up to Nat’s with Mike. She wasn’t in, so then we went to Bromley, and then back to mine. Just chilled on the net, had some much,watched some tv and some movies, then I fell asleep.

Yesterday, woke up and got sorted, then went in for re-enrolment. Got my new ID card and then Mike and I went up to Nat’s. Helped tidy the place up for a while, then went down to meet Cheesy Puffs Nick at Mirage. Run into Matt and Shaz. Mike really wanted us to stay there, but we then went to Pizza Hut and had the buffet. Then Nat, Nick and Lori went to get much from Sainsburys, while Mike and I hung outside college with Matt and Shaz. Luke, Ola, Vicky and Latoya arrived shortly after, and Latoya’s attempts to skate on Matt’s blades were very funny. When everyone left, Mike and I went back to Nat’s. Smoked out with Nick and Ben and watched some of the Bone Collector, then left and made my way back to my pad. Some messageboard miscreants took the time to mess with my MSN and delete all of my contacts. And everytimei attempted to set it up again, it would say someone else hadlogged on from another computer, and log me off. As a result, I have now set up a new email account, and emailed all of the people I felt it was necessary to inform of my predicament. I can guess who it was, and as a result I am probably gonna have to pull out of PPW. It’s a shame, I suppose. But life goes on. Anyway, that’s about it for now. Today I have done nothing so far, so until next time, Toodles.

26.06.01
Got home early, felt like updating. Graphics are still taking ages, because Matt is lazy.

Wednesday was pretty blah, and I fell asleep in Psych watching a shitty boring video. Woke up to Karen like an inch from my face. Pretty funny stuff. Hung with people afterwards, then went home. I don’t remember anything remarkable occurring, so I am assuming nothing did.
Thursday, watched another vid in Psych, and then spent the whole day chilling outside in the sunshine spot. Went to Film, fell asleep watching Mildred Pierce in the lesson. I do like Film Noir, but it just wasn’t that interesting for me. Went to bromley with Tom, and hung with Tex Mex Rach. It was pretty cool, but little did I know the whole truth about her conniving ways.

Anyway, Friday hung out with Rachael with college buds, then she went off to her formal dance thing. More on that later. Went to Bromley, bought my tickets, strolled around, then went to get bus. Ran into Sarah’s mate, (her name escapes me) and got the bus with her. We chatted and she said she was gonna get my number of Sarah so we can hang out. So I made a new friend. Hooray for me. Did jack shit Friday night, so nothing really to write about. On the other side of the scale, Rachael copped some bloked at this formal dance thing, and I have since learnt that I wasn’t the only one interested in her. Avais is/was too. I cant be arsed with people that act like sluts, especially when they think acting slutty is perfectly acceptable. Also, this ties into stuff later in my update.

Madball was fun. About 30 of us ended up going, and I have to say that the “Sekk and Destroy”, “Angel of Death” and “Walk” trio back to back was lots of fun. Also got a shitload of D12 matchbooks and 4 D12 posters. Helped Alex pull, and he thanked me profusely for that yesterday. Got the bus back to mine bout 2:10, got home bout 3:30. After getting off the bus, I gave one of my D12 posters (I had gave one to Cam in the club) to this guy walking beside me, who had also got off my bus. He was thankful and I said he was welcome. Altruism rules.

Next up was Sunday, and I did absolutely nothing constructive. Me and Rach had an argument of sorts about her polygamous ways, and that was all really.

Yesterday, got into college about 1, didn’t catch Tina so I left a note on her desk. Hung with people til Psych started, and in Psych we just chatted about eating disorders. With my knowledge of online Trish’s problems, I surprised the class and Keith with the information I had at my disposal. Kat Rachel told me today that Keith said that our lesson was “very interesting and intelligent.” Bully for us. Left lesson early and hung out with guys some more, and since it was Sam’s last official day as a college student, we all gave her a huge hug. I then went into Bromley and I was torn between getting an AFI album, Reign In Blood by Slayer and Euphoria Morning by Chris Cornell. I bought the last one, and also The Producers on video. Listened to Euphoria Morning on the bus home. Yesterday was pretty blah, but I got my smoke on in the late hours with Ray and Ant, so it werent all bad. Ant and Ray said I’m coming along well. Bit strange, but I guess its just them watching me grow. That was about it.

Today, went in for Film but since no one turned up, me and Jo watched The Producers instead. Hung out with Matt and Shaz, then went off and bought Muse’s new album and also the Smiths greatest hits album. Went back and hung with Lori, Gemma, Harjit, Tim, Punk Rach and then Braidy Rach and Kat Rach. Went to the park with Braidy Rach and Kat Rach arrived in time. We just hung out and enjoyed the sun, and then Kat Rach went to her lesson. Braidy Rach believed she also had a lesson, but to her chagrin she was wrong. So when I went to get the bus, whilst talking to Charlotte (Placebo Charlotte, not Braidy Rachel’s friend Charlotte) Braidy Rach arrived soon after. Got the bus with Briady Rach. I like talking to her a lot. Very honest. Anyway, she got off at her stop to go meet Mark, and I had a short conversation with Claire about getting to know her better next year. Got off by the Glades, then wandered around for a bit before buying Gods & Monsters. Got bus home, read some wrestling stuff on the net, and started typing this.

Notes: Trish snapped at me last week, and has since blocked me. Ah well. No biggie. I’m still going on the “insane til proved sane” school of thought, so for all I know she is having weird schizophrenic outbursts where voices tell her to interpret what I say in other ways. Feh. Besides, as much as she bashes me, my input is still there on her site, so despite her best efforts, I'm still there. All you have to do is check the quotes page. You don't really believe she knew who Neil Gaiman was herself, did you? Anyway, yeah, Tex Mex Rach and I are pretty much toast after we had an argument again last night, and I guess its just as well since she was leading both me and Avais on. I can think of a Ludacris song that’s initials are Y.A.H to describe my thoughts on the matter, so that’s all ive got to say about that. Avais assures me she is great friend to have, but I can’t be bothered with it all. I got a busy summer planned, so I don’t need this shit.

Which leads me on to my summer plans as they stand. July 3rd is my bro’s birthday, which should hopefully be insane. July 4th is my re-enrolment day at college, so I will have to try not get too wrecked the night before. July 7th hopefully me and Matt are going to see The Icarus Line live. July 9th I’m meant to be going to Chessington’s World of Adventures with college people. July 13th is Dylan’s party. July 14th is Shaz’s BBQ. July 17th is my birthday. July 18th is Nat’s open house. July 20th I am meant to be going for a long weekend to Holland to see family and get wasted on AK-47. August 20th I am going to see Kelis live. And if I go to the Reading Festival, that’s gonna be August 27th til the 29th used up too. Should be a fun summer.

I have been chatting to Ruchi quite a bit and she seems really cool. Len assures me she is “normal”. Well, as normal as can be, which is reassuring. Nic, Shaz’s old mate, supposedly “likes” me, which is a bit odd since we have never met and hardly chat. And I also need to get Sarah’s mate’s number and sort out to hang with her. Busy days ahead. Ah well, better than nothing I guess. Anyway, that’s all I’ve got to say for now, so until next time, toodles.

19.06.01

Wow, life moves pretty fast. This update is probably gonna be a lot more pondering than journal, but it’s my site, so I’ll do what I want. Now, first off, I saw Hundred Reasons and Incubus two Saturdays ago, and they were excellent. Possibly the best gig I have been to so far. Secondly, I have now finished all of my exams, and may return to rp’ing for Adam’s efed. Thirdly, I went to see Mos Def last Friday, and ended up catching the end of Ty’s set and then being treated to a full on Black Star experience when Talib Kweli made himself known. Very, very good stuff. I wanna get Kelis and Incarus line tickets later this week, and then I’ll be a happy camper. And really, that’s all the interesting stuff out of the way really. The rest is just regular college stuff.

Now, on to today. I got a Jones, and it’s great. You see, I referred to Tex Mex Rachael in my last update, but fortunately a lot has changed since then, and I have had to put away certain childish attitudes and realise some things. And you know, it feels great having to grow because circumstances dictate necessary growth. And I think I may be onto a winner.

You see, Rachael is someone who I can be totally brutally honest and candid with, and it doesn’t phase her. Which is great. Someone who can handle the truth, as it were. I’ve been talking to her for hours at a time on the phone, and its great. Someone that I can engage in conversation with for ages without getting tired of them. Its… fun. Makes me smile. Which brings me to today. Today I went into film studies. Was the only one there. So me and Jo talked about films all lesson. Then I chatted to Stu and Shaz, then went to Bromley. Walked around a bit, then met my dad for lunch. On a side note, I hate running into people I don’t like from my old school. Fucking arseholes. Anyway, had lunch with my dad, and then got some cash off him to shop with. After some trouble, met up With Rachael, God Rachel and two of their bloke mates. Me and the Rach(a)els went to Virgin where Rachael bought the new Muse CD, and then to Boots where they got munch. God Rachael left, so then me and Rachael and her mates sat down and did nothing while I got bored. Me and Rach then went off to buy me some jeans. Bought jeans, then went to HMV where I bought some CDs. Then went to park and hung out. It was fun. After a spell, she went to get her bus and I waited with her, and then she went home. I wandered Bromley for a bit, then ran into Sarah leaving Gap. We also hugged. Then I got the bus to come home.

Now I have a new fast friend in William, a socialist guy from college who I had seen about, but never really talked to. He got the same bus as me this afternoon on the way home and we had a pretty deep convo that attracted quite a bit of attention. It was great. I then came home, chilled, went to get some gel, came back, watched some wrestling on tape, and then decided to type up this. Now, where was I? Yes. Rachael is great. She makes me feel revitalised when I talk to her. Its like chatting to her is fuel for my spiritual gas tank. She’s like my drug as it were.

And I tried to leave her behind after some home truths came out, but I couldn’t. Which shocked me, since I can be a cold, detached, evil bastard on occasion… my dad just gave me a home made mango milkshake, and goddamn it is good. Anyway, it surprised me I couldn’t just leave her behind. So now I am back and I’m chatting to her again and hanging with her, and its top stuff. It’s great having someone so honest to talk to. Less bullshit to cut through. And she isn’t tres affectionate, so now my goal is to break down her defences and get her to emote more. And I am gonna try, and if I fail, I actually reckon I’ll try again. Makes me think of a David Gray song I like…

But anyway, as the world turns and time passes, hopefully I will have some more updates for you on my life. That’s my update for now, and I hoe you come back next time to read my continuing adventures. Hopefully they will still involve Rachael at that point. But anyway, I have a mango milkshake to finish, and some wrestling to watch, so until next time, Make Mine Marvel.

As for updating the site, it will continue, but I am waiting for some gifs to be made. Patience is a virtue. Exercise it.

o7.o6.01
No, I'm not dead, so you arseholes can stop partying. Well, many weeks have passed, I am a little bit older, I am a little bit wiser… well actually not the last one. Anyway, let’s recap the cool stuff only ok? Alright, first off, Ozzfest ruled. Amen rocked, Raging Speedhorn rocked, Tool rocked, Soulfly rocked, Mudvayne rocked unexpectedly, as did Slipknot. I found Sabbath disappointing really. But I’m ungrateful, so ignore me. All round, good day out.

Next, was Tuesday last week when I had Tom, Thomas and Mike round. We watched wrestling, movies and drank lots of beer. Good fun.

Last Thursday hung out with Stu, then when Len’s party got cancelled, we instead went back to his, hung out with Dan, Steve, Dave and Dave’s girlfriend Rachel, whose nick name to single her out in my diary from now on will be Quiet Rachel, because I don’t feel like being inventive. That was my interesting stuff last week.

This week has been spent doing exams. I’m pretty sure I have fucked up most of ‘em so far. I hate my Psychology teacher for not teaching us half the shit on the question papers. Keith sucks. Although someone in his family died this week, so I guess I take back that stuff. Just wished I had known before the tests. Have my two film exams and a final English one next Monday. So yay. Then I am home free. I will revise for these three though, and hopefully do better.

I am going to have to add Tom to my Shoutouts list. We are becoming good buddies. It’s fun. He’s a lot like me in some ways. Kindred spirit and what not. Top bloke.

Sarah McLachlan rules. If you disagree, you suck. No two ways about it.

The less said about my brief affair with Tex Mex Rachael, Kat Rachel’s mate (I wish parents had been more creative in the 80’s) the better. I swear, the day I find a fucking normal girl is the day the world ends.

Which leads me to Stephanie here online, who was never Stephanie, and was always Christine. Confused? So was I. I guess its true you can only trust people as far as you can throw ‘em. When you can’t even touch, I guess it’s even more reason.

Life has been shit lately, but I have decided know wants to read me bitch and moan about stuff. Anyway, I am going to update some other stuff, and might put some pics up soon. ‘Til then, toodles.

15.5.01

I really don’t feel like recapping the last two weeks or so, and I doubt all of you want to read it either. So I am just gonna mention the highlights, to make it shorted and easier to read. Three Saturdays ago wen to Madball. Three Saturdays ago went to Madball. I missed everyone at the station because I was late, but met them in the club. If I can remember correctly, it was myself, Nat., Matt (dude from Walthamstow), Sig, Richard (Sig’s mate who looks like Davey Havok), Alex, Lorina, Dave, John, Connor, James, Dylan, Lorraine (Dyl’s new girl), and Stu. Good night out. Went back to Nat’s with her. Came home the following day. Two Fridays ago I watched a Touch of Evil. Good, good stuff. Film noir rocks. Orson Welles was an amazing actor, and I hardly recognised him as Hank Quinlan. I really wish I had been around during the fourties and fifties in Hollywood. Must have been an amazing time. Anyway, Saturday I went to Nat’s, then we all went to Madball, all being Death Metal Nick, Alex, Lorina, Me, Goth Alex (guy), Stu, and Tom. Met some other people at the club. Left at about 2:30, went back to Nat’s. Stayed all of Sunday at Nat’s. On Monday, stayed at Nat’s and called Tom, and he came to Nat’s. We Watched Bedazzled and Bring It On. I left at about 7:30. Came home, did some work, went to bed.

Last Tuesday was Elena’s birthday. I gave her the Jay and Silent Bob Big Blast figures I had got her months ago. She was very happy with them. Also last Tuesday, skipped English and a bunch of us went to the Park. It was fun. Also, went to see AFI. It was good. Davey Havok reminds me a bit of Glen Danzig, always bouncing around the stage. I got a T-shirt, and got John one because he didn’t have the money. Left gig at about 11, went to Lewisham, got Dad top pick me up.

Wednesday, went to Bromley after Psych with Tom and ran into Elena and Chris in Virgin. Had a short conversation, and then bought Queens of the Stone Age’s first album. Hung with Tom for a bit, then we went our separate ways.

Thursday, Film was cancelled, so spent majority of day at the park. Went to Bromley, and bought American Graffiti. Came home.

Friday, went to my lessons, hung with Latoya, then went to Bromley with Tom. Bought Everclear’s new-ish album and Maxwell’s Unplugged album. Came home.

Saturday, woke up, placed calls, everyone was broke. Still got James, Goth Alex, Tom, and Stu to come to Madball with me. It was a good night in my opinion. Tom came back to mine, and we spent yesterday on the net, browsing his web site, http://www.ukwrestling.com , and watched American Graffiti. Good movie. It is clear where a lot of eighties teen movies drew inspiration from. Tom went home at about 9, and I surfed the net a bit and then went to bed.

Today, woke up, felt really tired, and didn’t go to college. Woke up and wen to construction site with Dad. Then went to Bromley and bought Lateralus by Tool and the Green Album by Weezer. Came home. Surfed net, started typing this.
Notes: Shaz and Matt are supposedly pissed off at me, and proclaimed me “annoying” last week, to a certain person who will remain nameless. A bit crappy since I let Shaz stay at my place when she had nowhere to go and I give Matt CD’s to copy onto his comp if I think he would like em. But I’ll survive, as I always do. I know who the friends that will stick by me are now. So some good has come from it. On a side note, Nat has been crushing people like garlic lately, from one guy to the next. First it was Dylan, then Thomas, then Matt, then Connor, then Tom, then Stu, and now a dude called Greg. I personally think this sort of behaviour is a bit crappy, as she is leading people on and then leaving em cold, which has probably left some of em feeling down. But I guess it is her life, and all I can do is support her and hope she finds someone she can be happy with soon, not only for her sake, but for the casualties of her recent crushes. I would try and resuscitate the hopes I once had that she would turn to me, but luckily depression, pessimism, logic, fact, and reality have lain waste to that school of thought, as well it’s classrooms, library and text books. I guess I shall get myself a season ticket on the John Train of Thought about women. Or contemplate a career in the German porn industry. All I would need to do is learn some basic German and grow a handlebar moustache. I think I’ll leave you on that note, and hope you all live long and prosperous lives as Colombian drug barons on life support machines. Toodles.

2.5.01
Oh yeah baby, it’s time for my regular update of what has been going on, so prepare for information.

Well, Tuesday was Tuesday, as far as Tuesdays go. In Film, Jo read us a sample evaluation, and it was nothing like the one I had done, and had few of the things she had asked us to include in the evaluation before half term. Nevertheless, we covered some more things on Sixties cinema then class was over.

Off to the Common Room I went, and there I hung with people, as normal. Then once English rolled around, Stu, Shaz and I went off to English. However, all through English, Shaz did Psychology revision. At this rate, she isn’t gonna learn much of Module 3, which is a shame. But anyway, hang in the Common Room for a bit, then head off to Bromley. Head home. Chat online then piss off to bed.

Wednesday, more of the same really. Psych mock, thought I did well. Hang in Common Room, head home. Chat online, go to bed.

Thursday, wake up feeling like shit, lie in bed and skip the day. I didn’t have any mocks, so I figured that I wasn’t missing the critical stuff.

Friday, go in and do second English Mock. I thought it went better than the first. Have break, then head off to Film. Watch the end of A Hard Day’s Night, discuss some of the parts of the film that pertained to Sixties culture, then went home. Hung out at home, watched TV, watch vids, went to bed.

Wake up Saturday about 6 pm, call people up for Madball, then get kitted out and head for Victoria. Arrive 7 minutes late, people aren’t there, head to Madball. Meet people in the club, hang ‘til 2:30, then Stu and I come back to mine. Talk with Stu, then head off to bed.

Wake up late in the day, watch tv, stay up for Backlash. Good PPV, but not up to usual WWF standards. Raven vs Rhyno was the best match. Good pace, and the shopping trolley Gore spot was some smart thinking. A Gore into DDT spot would have been cool, but we can’t always get what we want. Angle v Benoit was a quick half-hour, and Benoit is definitely over as a face. The rest of the card isn’t memorable, or I would mention it. So anyway, that was that, then I caught some z’s.

Monday, wake up, get sorted, off to College. In English, look over test. I did shit, as I expected. She gave us some handouts and some stuff to do for homework, and that was that really. Didn’t go to Key Skills, so just hung out in the Common Room. Went to Psych in the afternoon, and got the highest in the class, which still wasn’t saying much. We ran through the test, and then I headed to Bromley. Wandered around, went to HMV, and bought Touch Of Evil for only 4 quid. Score! I Then went home.

Yesterday, went to college, Film was cancelled, so I just hung out all day in the common room ‘til English rolled around. Managed to get pics of Chav, Rachel and Harjit, Pacey, and Bill and someone who I do not know, yet he insisted on being in the pic. Fair enough. English was used to run through some basic English Language and linguistic terms. Learn there is a mock next week. Curse mocks. Anyway, come straight home and fall asleep on chair. Wake up, chat to people on net, head to bed.

Today, went to college, and sadly learnt today was our teacher Kate’s last lesson. Shame really, she was a pretty cool teacher. Less like a teacher, more like your mum’s cool friend. Anyway, I did quite well in the second Psych mock, and therefore was chuffed. Hung in common room, the headed to Bromley. Bought Snake River Conspiracy’s “Sonic Jihad” and Black Flag’s “Damaged”. Ran into Chris, Nat’s ex, and had a chat with him. He looks so weird with short hair. Nevertheless, we chatted then he went off, and I got a bus home. And so here I am.

Notes: It has been a class week so far. I have got Touch of Evil for 4 quid, “Sonic Jihad” for a tenner, and also got an email of mine printed in the best selling UK rock mag Kerrang! On top of that, I already have plans for Saturday, AFI is next week, and all in all I rule. I have also joined adam’s efed which is located at http://liquid2k.com/ppw/index.htm for anyone that is interested. I am Cameron Chaos, just to let everyone know. Also, go check pics of me and my buds at my bud Matt’s site, at http://www.angelfire.com/weird/OrpCollegePhotos .On that note, I am outta here, so may you all love one another and exist in peace and harmony… by taking lots of drugs and being so stoned you can’t do anything. Lataz!

23.04.01
Ok, lets try recap everything. Tuesday evening I stayed home.

Wednesday I went over to Mike’s. Stayed the night.
Thursday, came back to mine the next day.
Friday, went to Matt’s. Watched Payback and Friday the Thirteenth with Shaz, Matt, Kat and Matt’s Mum. Then stayed up late.
Saturday evening, return from Matt’s. Decide not to go to Madball. Stay in.
Sunday, mum comes over. Have big family meal thing.
Monday and Tuesday, hang around the house.
Wednesday go to Nat’s and hang with Dyl and Nat. Watch Hollow Man and Cherry Falls. Hollow Man was alright, Cherry Falls was pretty shite. Slept over Nat’s.
Thursday, wait for Dyl to come to Nat’s, hang and Nat’s, go to Mark’s. Stay up playing truth or dare and watching Game On.
Friday, come back to mine and then went to Matt’s gig in Beckenham. It was alright, but not much new stuff was played so it was a bit poor IMO. I got back to mine and couldn’t sleep, so emailed Matt.
Saturday, wake up feeling lousy. Don’t go out.Watch boxing early Sunday morning.
Sunday, do work ‘til early hours of Monday morning. Get an hours sleep.
Today, went in for English mock, did pretty poor, then had a Psych mock, which I had not been told about, and did pretty well. Bought Rebecca, Vertigo, The Birds, and Marnie. Gave Rach the 411 on the Psych mock. Ate Chinese food. Typed up this.
Notes: This update isn’t long, because I can’t be bothered to make a long entry this time around. I’m just doing it to appease people at college who demanded I update my site. Anyway, The Fragile is a good album. Broken is a good EP. Have now increased my Hitchcock collection. Good stuff. Have 7 live versions of Starfuckers. Inc. Now getting into Lords of Acid. Good stuff. Lennox was careless in his fight, and Rahman fucked him up with that series of jabs and that final right cross. Lennox fucked up, and paid the price. Ruiz is a new champ, Rahman is a new Champ, and Nas lost his titles. Changing of the guard. All good. Gonna probably sign up to Adam’s efed. Should be interesting. Might sing at Matt’s next gig. Not confirmed, but its possible. Also, might hold a big end of exam party for college people. Under consideration. Anyway, that’s about it. Bye.

10.4.1
Ok, lets recap my week.

Tuesday, went in, sat through Film where I just did a bit of editing to my mise-en-scene essay and talked to LaToya with Jo about how to improve her essays a bit, then hit the break. Went to see Tina, but she wasn’t there. Not too much of note went down, and soon I was off to English. English was cool, as we learnt about terms for expressions in language. Tuesday English lessons are good and I learn new things in them. Much better than Monday and Friday English lessons where I learn nothing new. Anyway, yeah, college ends, but I hang around for Shaz and I go to Bromley and run into Sig and Lil Matt. Wander around with them for a bit, then Sig catches the bus with me and Shaz. Shaz then comes back to mine with me. We come back to mine, chill out for a while, I do some work and peruse the net, listen to some music, and then Shaz helps me do my bridge stretch. My back is really stiff these days, so I got her to help me out by pushing me back. If anyone has seen an old school wrestling match where they have the test of strength and then one leans back, that’s what I attempted. I was successful after three tries, and so that was me sorted. Shaz went to bed, I went to bed, and then fell asleep.

Wednesday, got out of bed, sorted myself out, and then Shaz and I got a lift to college. Psych was nothing special, and after a while Kate, our course tutor, decided since we no doubt had better things to do with our time, let us go. I hung around, and then Shaz, John, Matt and I went to Bromley. Shaz and Matt got their respective hair dyes then went back to Matt’s, and John and I wandered around Bromley for a bit. Ran into Lil Matt again, and then after a look in HMV John and I parted ways. Came back to mine, edited my Film and worked on my English Key Skills stuff, before heading to bed.

Thursday, Went in For Psych, we reworked our results tables, then the lesson was over. Hung around for the rest of the day due to terrible weather, lack of things to do, and also because I wanted to see if anyone wanted to go to Bromley with me. No one did in the end, but I still went, and ended up buying Blackstar’s album. I really do dig Mos Def. The man is just such a good rapper. Also ran into my old mate Nicola Webb and had a chat with her. Then came back home and just hung out at my place.

Friday, woke up, rushed to college but still ended up half an hour late due to the shitty bus service we have. Sat through English for the remaining half-hour, then Stu, Matt, Mike, Me, Jo, Nahida and Sam went to Bromley. Shaz seemed a bit stressy when I told her not to swear so much, and that we weren't in a Tarantino movie. I got a bit P.O'd after a while when we would continually stop and stand in one place for 5-10 minutes and so strode off to the Food Court by myself, since I was hungry. Went to Food Court, had some munch, then strode off to Milly's Cookies, had some ice cream, waited for everyone to catch up, then sat on a bench in the Glades. Then we headed to the park. It was really cool to just hang out at the park. After a few hours, I cam back home, and watched tv and then caught some z’s.

Saturday, woke up late, placed some calls, and then got a lift to Charing Cross. Met John, James and Stu there. Alex, Thomas, Nat, Rachel, Mark, and Dylan arrived soon after. We made our way to Madball and met Charlotte at Tufnell Park. We got in at about 10:40, and stayed till about 2.15. I have to say, it was a great night out. Mark and Rachel did leave early after Mark got booted for being too violent while moshing, but otherwise it was a good night out. Dylan, Alex, Nat and I went back to Nat’s. Spent the night there.

Sunday, woke up, came back to mine, had a bath and got changed into some new togs, grabbed some vids, then went back down Nat’s. Watched Nat’s vids first, (Christina’s House and Me, Myself, and Irene, both of which were utter pap) then went to sleep.

Monday, wake up, go to Superdrug with Dylan and Nat, go back to Nat’s, then go meet Sam with Nat and Alex, run into Matt, Pete and Tessa on the way there. Nat gives Sam the money, then we head to Bromley. Wait around for Dylan to come back from his (he had caught a train when we were all coming back from Superdrug), then call Mark. We all go back to Mark’s, watch tv, then watch vids. Fall asleep sometime in the am.

Tuesday, Wake up repeatedly, then decide to go back to sleep each time. Wake up properly at about 1, then hang at Mark’s ‘til about 3, and then come back to mine at about four. Come home, watch Payback, and then start writing this. That’s about it.

Notes: Dylan is Mark’s friend, Mark being Braidy Rachel’s boyfriend. Nat has started to cling to him, as she is now on the verge of breaking up with Chris. She wanted Thomas for a while, but the whole language barrier thing kinda fucked that up. Dylan is a decent guy from what I know of him and from the chats I have had with him. But I have to question the ethics of Nat on pining for guys when she hasn’t finished with her last one. I am also kinda pissed on how she shows hardly any affection towards me, yet I have been there for her when she needed someone. I would raise the issue with her, but she is on her period, and since she was nasty to me for no reason last night, I don’t want to thing of how nasty she could be if I gave her one. I have decided that if she ever calls me up in tears and asks me to go to hers on a weeknight at 9 o’ clock again, I’ll just tell her that it’s not my place to get involved. I don’t want to just be used as a fair-weather friend, because frankly no one deserves that. Anyway, tomorrow I’m probably gonna hang with Matt and Shaz and that should be cool. It will be nice to be in the company of people who treat me decently all the time and who value my company as much as I value theirs. On that note, I’ll finish this off and leave you with the thought: If music is the food of love, what’s the beverage?

2.4.01.
I’m in the mood to update, lets do it.

Thursday, went in for Psych typed up a new results table. That was about it all lesson. We’re lazy, so what? Least we turned up. Anyway, big ass break was pretty cool. Nothing amazing. Film, we reviewed each other’s film synopses. That was about it. After college, Stu Mike, Matt, Shaz and I headed to Bromley. Mike left after we had some munchies at the food court, so then the rest of us cruised around. I got the Perfect Circle album. I have been listening to it almost since it came out round Matt’s, so I thought I might as well buy it. Also bought Aerosmith’s Classics LIVE! Album. Its good stuff, and frankly kicks seven shades of shite out of the crap they are putting out now. Toys in the Attic and Train Kept Rollin still sound good after so many years. Testament to the talent they have, and still have, but choose not to exercise. Anyway, after that, Shaz came back to mine, since she pulled a big power play and stepped out on her parents and is now bouncing around cribs. I set up the fold out bed for her and then we just chilled together, went on the net for a bit, and then hit our respective sacks.

Friday, woke up, went in for English, wrote up the draft of my Key Skills essay, then had lunch. Me, Mike, John and Nat went to Subway. Subway is good. Tasty. Yummy Yummy. I have resolved to go more in the future. Anyway, walked back to college. Learnt Nat’s man, Chris, is trying to enlist and join the army. Crazy. Back to Common Room, hung with the crew, off to Film. Watched the ending of Carry On Up The Khyber. Surreal ending. Read handout. Hung out with Alex and Braidy Rachel aterwards, because I had to wait around for Shaz. Braidy Rachel is really nice. Alex is just all round great to chat to, since he has great anecdotes. Lil Matt joined us after a while, and we all had a bitch about Kate and her evil ways Alex went after a while, and Me and Rach just hung out. One of the ladies that work in the college café gave us free sausage rolls, of which I ate two and Rachel at one. Yes, I am a fat bastard. And yes, I am proud. Ha. We waited til 5:10 for Shaz, and then we all got a 358. Rach got off at the Chinese Garage to go to her boyfriend Mark’s, and Shaz and I went back to mine. We watched Scary Movie, and although it was funny in parts, other times it was too reliant on dick, homo, and gross out jokes. Good in moderation, shit in overload. After that we watched some of Can’t Hardly Wait, until I got tired and Shaz went off to bed. I then followed suit and fell asleep.

Woke up Saturday about 1 pm, then we worked on Shax’s site. I showed her some basic html programming and some javascript sites, and hopefully between Shaz, Matt, and I, we will have a good site up and running soon. Got sorted out, then got a drop down to Bromley with my bro courtesy of my dad. Hung around and waited with Shaz and Matt for people to arrive. Sam arrived when Kat Rachel should have, and Kat Rachel turned up an hour late. Bitch. Then I waited round for Mike, who had called me to say he was gonna be late, then we went in. Got some booze, then went up front to watch Matt and his band do their thing. I’m not gonna rate em compared to other bands I have seen, as that would be incredibly silly. They were good, but their sound system was all fucked and there was more drums than vocals or bass. They should have sorted out all the settings before hand, but they didn’t, so the sound was shit. Matt’s mate Fred did stand up between acts, and he was a fucking funny guy. Vasaha followed, and they rocked. They did. Considerably. Teenage Kicks, Johnny Be Good and Going Underground came off really good. But gig aside, there was much more interesting things going on. First off, we all learnt that Rachel is a lightweight drinker. Second, we learnt Rachel is a horny drunk. Thirdly, we learnt Rachel and Shaz have bisexual tendencies. Let me elaborate if I may. See, Rachel had 2 Bacardi Breezers and 3 Mets and she was pissed. Shaz had two Buds and three Bacardi Breezers, and she was pissed too. First Rachel put her leg over Mike’s and was all huggy. Mike was suitably shocked, seeing as how Rachel is our group’s personal moral and religious crusader. Next, we wander out and rachel starts copping this bloke called Dan. Repeatedly. Then after a while, Mike goes home, and Me, Matt and Luke (guy that works in Computer Exchange) run off to get money from the ATM for booze. We return, and a bunch of people tell us that Shaz and some other girl have copped off (for all you Americans and Canadians reading this, replace “copping” with “Frenching”). Unsurprisingly, we learn it is Rachel and Shaz. Now, Rachel was in “Brazen Bi” mode, and did the rather interesting trick of having an arm over Dan’s shoulder, copping him, and then rolling her head, to where Shaz was wrapped up in her other arm, and copping off with Shaz. After a while, they calmed down a bit, but then after a bit Shaz, who was so drunk it wasn’t even funny after ten minutes, bounded up to Rachel and said “supposedly I’ve copped you”, at which point they did it again. It was pretty sad after a while, because Rachel and Shaz had a hard time standing up after a while. Because of this, I have ten thousand times the respect for Sam that I had beforehand, because she handled her alcohol. Matt and Sam missed Vasaha’s set because of those two. Anyway, after a while, Matt said me and Shaz could go back to his. So we waited with Sam ‘til her dad arrived and she got a lift, then she went home. We then went to the bus stop, as Shaz and Rachel staggered along with us. They almost fell down outside Allders, which caused one man, a mere two feet away to comment “Oi! Lesbian sex! Wahey!” This caused Rachel to reply “Who said that?” I then ran into Michael Leonard from my primary school, and Rachel wandered over to inform him she was “a bisexual lesbian whore”. Then, when a group of girls also at the bus stop started screaming, Rachel and Shaz took it upon themselves to start screaming as well. Rachel then got her bus after Matt and I helped her get on it, and then Shaz, Matt, and I went back to Matt’s house. When we recapped the night to Shaz, she denied having copped Rachel. Considering it had been an hour beforehand, I took this as a sign she was smashed beyond any shadow of a doubt. We got back to Matt’s, went on the comp, watched Nitro and the Opposite of Sex, and then Matt and Shax crashed on the couch. I downloaded some more THC stuff, then crashed myself.

I woke to Matt’s mum putting a blanket on me. I then went back to sleep. I then woke again properly, and Matt, Shaz and I hung out at his place. I fell asleep at about 12:40 and woke up 2 hours later when Matt and Shaz woke me. We then hung some more til six, when his mum gave us a lift back to mine. Shaz then did some work, and then went to sleep. I then chatted to Josh online for a while about a myriad of things, before calling it a day myself. I went to my room, put on Mer de Noms, and fell asleep.

I woke today with a hoarse voice, sore throat, and a drive to do serious work for college. I have edited all my Film stuff, and also done my Key Skills English essay. I decided to write this up while I have the time.

Notes: Sam is a goddess. Mike rules. Matt rules. Shaz and Rachel need to stay the fuck away from alcohol for eveyone’s good. Stu though the whole lesbian kiss thing was cool and hilarious since Rachel was involved. Nat wasn’t impressed at all, because as a bisexual turned straight, a kiss is a kiss, and since Shaz is with Matt, even kissing a girl isn’t right. I kind of take that same view, that in a relationship you should be with your partner, not your best friend or whatever. Otherwise, why have a companion in the first place? As For Chris, he has passed the mental tests for the army, and his physcial is next Saturday. If it is what he really wants to do, more power to him. But I wonder if he has thought of Nat and how this will affect her. If he hasn’t, that’s a whole other can o’ worms.

Also, next Saturday, hopefully about 15 people from college, including myself, will be going Madball. Rachel and Shaz aren’t invited unfortunately, because Rachel will just get drunk and get kicked out, and Shaz doesn't look even remotely old enough. Hopefully if all goes well, it will be me, Matt, Anton, Stu, John, Sig, Chris, Mark, Braidy Rachel, Elena, Nat, Lorina, Sarah and Sam. If Sarah brings along her boyfriend, and Stu brings Dan and Rachel from around his way, then that will be some swank group. Josh and I will hopefully be hooking up to either go see John B or for Marijuana Day on May 5th. I haven’t seen J in ages, so it would be cool to chill and chong with my bud. He sent me a pic of his uncle’s Northern Lights plant, and fuck is it big. He reckons he might be able to get some off of it, which would be cool. Just hanging and getting wrecked.

Also, some of you may have noticed the midi I have on my front page. It is Hurt by Nine Inch Nails, and I got it from http://www.midi.net. Go there for all your midi needs, plug plug plug. No really, bullshit aside, they have a lot of music there on midi that you wouldn't expect. Also on that note, if anyone knows where I can get a good quality free wav to midi converter, email me. Or Hell, if you got AOL or MSN messenger services, you could send me one you got on your comp. I don’t expect anyone to read this and actually bother to give me a hand, but still, on the off chance someone out there has a wav to midi converter, drop me an email. Thanks.

Anyway, that’s all for now, I’m off to do some more work. Lataz.

28.3.01
Ok, lets get this shit started.

Last Monday, skipped English because I detest the lesson, went in for lunch, Borrowed Idle Hands off of Bailey. I thought it was pretty good. Not great, but definitely worth a look. Horror comedies don’t generally work too well, but this pulled it off almost as goo as the Evil Dead trilogy. Jessica Alba is a babe, Seth Green is a dude, and all in all it was cool. Anyway, yeah, Psych was shit since hardly anyone turned up, and most of them went to the ITC to type up results. The only plus was Madelyne’s tight top, and thank God for that top, because otherwise my day would have been a total bust, pun intended. Anyway, not much else to write about, as I then just went home.

Tuesday, went in for Film, and it was pretty by the numbers. Big break, hung in Common Room. Went to Sainsbury’s at one point and bought some chips and dip, and Matt bought a big donut shaped bread thing and some Dairylea. Went to go to park, then turned back, went back to Common Room. Bread and Dairylea was shared. Skipped English, went to watch the dudes from college play basketball, and went home.

Wednesday, went in, learnt about obedience in Psych. Nothing of note. Went to Common Room, hung around for a bit. Went home.

Thursday, went in for Psych, not much happened, went to Common Room. Great big break. Film Studies, watched East is East. Pretty good movie, but the violence and comedy didn’t work too good together. Still, good all round. After college, Matt, Mike, Shaz, Kate and I went to Bromley. On the way there, Kate was a total bitch to me for no good reason. Anyway, I go to the comic shop, she follows. The others go off to the food court in the Glades. We walk up towards the Glades, and Kate veers off to go up the escalator to Virgin. I walk on to the food food court. Meet the guys. Kate arrives in due time and asks why I didn’t go with her, and why didn’t I call after her. I tell her simply that I didn;t want to go there, and she wouldn't have listened anyway. She storms off, and Matt and Shaz go to sort her out. They come back telling me to apologise. I say bullshit, I did nothing wrong, she should apologise to me for having been a total bitch on the way to Bromley. In the end, I go to apologise to resolve the situation, and she has walked off. I went back to the comic shop and bought a Lucifer action figure, so now I can play with the Devil. Got a lift off my dad, and that’s that.

Friday, skipped English, had break, and in Film threw my money in for the Oscars bets. That’s about all that happened Friday.

Saturday, called Nat, called Kate to try get my ticket back from her since I heard she had tried to sell it, and no answer on her end. Got sorted out, and met John and Matt at Victoria station. I got there at 6:22, and we waited til 6:43 for Mike to show up. He didn’t, so we went. Got there at about 7:20, and Taproot took to the stage about ten minutes later. Solid effort, but nothing remarkable. Good support though, and warmed everyone up. Linkin Park was next, and I got up front for them. They ruled. Chester now has a red mohawk, which was pretty interesting. You know, everyone talks of them being a boyband, but frankly I can’t think why since not all of them sing, they play their own instruments, all the girls I talk to only like Chester or Mike, and I have yet to encounter any boy band that has a member with a red mohawk. Anyway, they rocked, and that’s that. Deftones however, rocked even more. The London arena show was the biggest they had ever done. They did a cover of Weezer’s “Say It Ain’t So”, which was cool, and Chino quoting Weird Science was just cool. I put it up there with the Amen gig I went to. Very cool. After the gig, I went back to Matt’s with him, watched tv, then crashed in his sister’s room, which was pretty comfy. I must say, it was a cool coincidence that last weekend was not only the Deftones gig but also the weekend his family spent at his grandparents.

Monday, woke up feeling like crap, so missed college and stayed home.

Yesterday, woke up, went to Film, collected my winnings from the Oscars bets, and the rest of the lesson was a bit of a non-event. Went to see my tutor, then has a big break. Went to English, and learnt about paralinguistics. I am so dropping English Language when the year is up. Anyway, went to Bromley, bought the Mr Smith album by LL Cool J and then got a lift off my dad.

Today, went in for Psych, and Katie didn’t sit next to us. Wise, since now I have told people about her selling the ticket, and they think even worse of her than they did previously. Didn’t hang with us at mid lesson break either. Also rather smart. After the lesson, went to the Common Room and hung out with people for a while, before headin home. Had some food, and started typing this up. Then it got wiped, so this is my second version.

Notes: Win MX is the best MP3 agent you can get. Get it now from downloads.com. Tanks to ym bud Greg for pointing it out to me. Also, I have became aware that my old sister site ran by Evil Trish is now dead. I can only assume that means she is incapable of running it, suggesting she is back in the nuthouse. You know, now I think of it, my site is called Mind Of a Maniac. Now, if Trish had used that name, it would have been literal. Hmmm… bad joke, but so what? It’s my site, you don’t like it, get the fuck out of here! Anyway, this weekend is Matt’s gig, and I will be in attendance to watch him rock out. Hopefully my old bud Josh will be too, and we will be able to catch up on things in person. Anyway, that’s all for now, Lataz.

18.3.01.
Last Friday was Stu’s birthday. Me, Shaz, Kat Rachel, Mike, Kate, Matt went along with him to see the Gift. Got off bus, went to buy tickets, went down to Pizza Hut to get food, ate, went back and watched movie. Good acting, too predictable, I’ll give it a 7. Topless Katie Holmes was alright. Giovanni Ribisi is a good psycho. After that, went down to bus stop and waited with guys as they got their buses, then strolled back to the Odeon and got my lift off my dad. Mike came back to mine and crashed. In the morning, we dropped Mike off at his place, then I came back and slept some more. Woke up about 8 in the evening. Too late to do anything. Spent time on net and watching vids and tv. Can’t complain. It is good to just get time to waste these days.

Sunday, another lazy day. Move on.

Monday, went in for English, got work I need to catch up on, then went off to the library with Stu and Shaz to look up types of travel writing. Then went back and wrote down some notes on my piece of travel writing on The Cote D’azur. End lesson, hang in common room and skip Key Skills because it blows. Lunch was alright and the usual people turned up, and we conversed until it was time for Psych. In Psych, just worked on our coursework project by asking my buds in the common room to answer twenty questions. Latoya got the most, with fifteen out of twenty. Impressive. Go play Marvel vs Capcom for a bit, then go back to class in time to get my back and leave. Go home. At home, watch tv, have my dinner, chat to my buds on the net, go to bed.

Tuesday, go in for my Film Studies lesson, but its cancelled. Sit around with John and play marvel vs Capcom. Group gathers. Find out its Sarah’s birthday. Run off and get her a card and some chocolate to go with the card, as the theme of the card related to said snack item. Run back, get to coach, realise I have to get a letter from the Student Services office, run to Student Services, get letter, run back, catch coach. Get to Crystal Palace, meet up with people, Alex and I go for food. Get food from Morley’s, go back to Sports Centre, get prospectuses from universities and colleges, then hang with Mike, Matt and Shaz for a while. Go back to Morley’s so Mike and Matt can get food, then walk round to block and go home (if I had known my Film Studies was to be cancelled, I wouldn’t have went into college and could have go some more sleep). Watch tv, food, yadda yadda yadda.

Wednesday, go into college, meet Shaz outside, get introduced to Lindsay, hang with people outside for a while, then go up to Psych. Learn a bit about social influences, compliance, conformity, and other related topics, go for break. Get sandwich and drink, play Marvel Vs Capcom, go back to lesson. Finish lesson, hang around in Common Room with people for a bit, then hang even longer with Mike and Lorina while Nat saw her tutor, hung out with all three of em for a bit, then went home. Cue usual stuff.

Thursday, skipped Psych because I was tired and didn’t want to go in, woke up later and went in for Film Studies. Learnt about the Star System and its importance to film revenue, recognition and production. Went on break, got sandwich and drink, played Marvel vs Capcom, went back to lesson. Copied down some notes on the history of the Star System, then the lesson ended. Went to Bromley by self and bought some Cds, then went home. Usual stuff.

Friday, went in at 10:30 for English presentation work, and so Shaz, Stuart and I read our texts, and then went up to class. The presentation wasn’t so bad, and I think we got a C. If we haven’t, then fuck you Jane Bisset, you total bitch! That aside, Hung around ‘til about 3 in the Common Room, chatting to people. Bailey is a really cool bloke to chat to. Anyway, make my way home, get sorted for the evening, get a lift to Victoria station, get the underground up to Highbury and Islington, meet Matt and his mate Jez, go to the Garage, get a round in, and watch Suicide Milkshake. They were alright, but riffed to many other bands sounds. Dog Toffee just kinda tried too hard. Dee Dee Ramone ruled. He looks a bit like Iggy Pop and Anthony Kiedis from the All Around The World video. Plus he had this nasty scar on his stomach. But that aside, it was good fun, and his encores of “The Locomotion” and “Mr Postman” were cheesy in the best sense of the word. For a guy that is round 50, he can still rock. Went back to Jack’s after the gig and watched some WWF, before hitting the sack.

Saturday, woke up about 9, laid in til 11. Left about 1, got back to mine about 3. Spent the evening calling people up to get em to come to Madball. Got sorted, and met Matt and James at the Burger King in Charing Cross station at 10. Stu, Kate, Placebo Charlotte, Kate’s mate Charlotte, Nat, Chris, Mike, Lorina, and Stu’s Mate and his girlfriend all arrived in time and we then got to Madball at about 11. It was alright, but we had to leave at 1:10 because Chris was tired. He seemed fine on the bus back to Trafalgar Square though. Hmm. Me, Mike and Matt go back to Mine at about 4 this morning, and stayed up ‘til about 5. It’s kinda sad that we spent more time getting back to mine that we did in the actual club. Anyway, Mike and Matt left at about 8:30 this morning, I woke up about 2, and it’s 4:35 now. That’s the wrap up. Toodles.
8.03.01.
OK, I'm gonna try keep this short because my diary entries are way too long and overly verbose as of late. Anyway, after my last entry I slept the night in my bed, and woke up to a phone call from Nat. I told my Dad to tell her I'd call her in ten minutes. An hour later, I was woken once more from my slumber by my dad with the phone, and it was Nat again. I told her I'd try get down to her place for as soon as I could, and so I did my regular wake up routine. Got myself all sorted out and went down to hers. We hung out for a while at hers and then got a bus to Bromley.
Show Nat the Powerpuff Girls stuff in Time Trek then the Wicca books in Ottakar's. Call Stu, tell him, Matt and Rachel to walk up and meet us in Ottakars. They do, and in short order we are strolling around Bromley. Nothing tres eventful, but still fun. Come home, chill, stay home for the evening. Friday, go down Nat’s, meet her, then go underwear shopping with her. Run into Matt. Nat finishes her shopping and we all go back to Nat’s and stay over the night.
Saturday, stay at Nat’s, chill, then go to Bromley, buy NIN’s The Downward Spiral, go back to Nat’s, chill, stay over again.
Sunday, Matt leaves early, I hang around for the day. Go home about 10:30. Go to bed. Monday, Go in late, hang with everyone at lunch, comment on Rachel’s purple hair, go to Psych, nothing big happens, go home. Just chill, call people, go on net, and watch the tube, sleep.
Tuesday, stayed home with a sore throat.
Wednesday, go in for Psych, miss Stu outside and so don’t get No Way Out tape, uneventful lesson aside from our new teacher called Kate. She is in her late twenties – early thirties and is blunt and candid about things. Pretty cool. Go with Mike to an appointment he had in Lewisham, then to the pool club, then to Mike’s, then get a lift home off my dad. Go on net, then hang with my bro, then go to bed.
Thursday, feel ill and lie in for a bit, but make it in for Film Studies. Do the Thursday thing by myself because everyone else is doing stuff. Go home. Go on net. Watch NWO 2001.
Friday, skip English, go in for Film Studies, spent ages looking for a house in Orpington so Mike could check a fireplace for his mum, go home.
The weekend was basically me sleeping, watching tv, and using the net. Downtime was cool. Had a chat with Shaz about Matt. That was about the only big thing the whole weekend.
Monday, English was cancelled, hung with people at lunch, went in for Psych, pretty uneventful, came home. Went down Nat’s after she tearfully requested I go down there, stayed the night.
Tuesday, Film Studies, then hang with people in the Common Room as per usual, get collared by my tutor on my way to the park with people, she gives me my poetry prize money and tells me to go talk to my English teacher to catch up with work. Play Marvel Vs Capcom, go to English. Catch up with Nat, get Chris’s CV photocopied, go back to Nat’s with them, then to the bank, then Burger King, then run into Nick, Laura, and Lorina, and we all go back to Nat’s. Watch tv and videos, fall asleep on the sofa at about 4 am.
Wake up five hours later and have a shower, get dressed and sorted, get bus to college. Go to Psych, nothing big except now next week we won’t get a break because we went to Burger King and took ten minutes longer than we should have. Went to the ITC with Matt and Mike so Matt could do his work, then we went to Nat’s after we got a lift from Farhad, then got a bus to Bromley, looked around a bit, then we parted ways, I came online, and then went to bed afterwards.
Today, went to psychology and kicked off our preliminary investigations and testing, first testing Kate, then Sig. Sig said he could get free Taproot tickets if we were interested, which I most certainly am. Nat came along and almost invalidated Sig’s test by helping him, but luckily she didn’t help in the end. Then went to Common Room and sat in their with a rotating group of people, until Film Studies. Watched half of a movie called Darling, which was a total fucking bore and had myself, John, Latoya and Michelle falling asleep. Met up with Stu, Matt, Hadjit, Braidy Rachel, Karen, Elena and Kat Rachel and all went to Bromley. After Hadjit, Karen, Stu, Elena and Braidy Rachel went to get their bus, Kat, Matt and I went to the comic shop. Went to go to HMV, but it closed as we got there. Ran into Kate and then went to HMV. Bought Stu’s present since tomorrow is his birthday. Parted ways with Kate, Kat and Matt and got bus home. On the bus was some fine girl with blue-grey eyes, caramel skin and a sweet smile. Hot to def. Anyway, that’s the condensed version of events that have happened recently.
Also at some point, Trish im’d me to tell me that Paul wanted to talk to me on AIM. I wasn’t very PC in my treatment of her, and frankly, I don’t care. So if anyone decides to message me just to defend her or what have you, save your time and mine by not bothering. Also, I think No Way Out was a good show, if a little predictable. As you can see, I have been busy as of late and that’s why my site has went with out updates for a while. On the gig front, I’m going to see Dee Dee Ramone on the 16th of March, Deftones on the 23rd, hopefully Taproot on the 26th, AFI on the 8th of May, and hopefully Ozzfest on the 26th of May and Muse on the 30th of May. Anyway, I’m going now, toodles.

20.02.01
God, I have been busy lately. Anyway, Tuesday was I stayed home with a sore throat and got some penicillin for that. Not too much of note. Just chilled, watched vids and tv, and slept.

Wednesday, woke up, went to Bromley, bought Manson's Portrait of an American Family CD, went in to college, hung out with Stu, Nat, Sam and Nthida for a while, got cut off by Connor whilst talking to Bryony, felt put out, went to Psych. Did my work, gave Kate the CD. She seemed please. Jerveen also commented on it saying it was really sweet of me. Kate supposedly had never got a Valentine's gift or anything before that day, so big up to myself. Have break, go down and get sandwich and drink, return to lesson. Did Eysenck's Personality Inventory test. Lesson ends, catch up with Shaz, Mike, Nat, Sam, Nthida, Luke and Matt. We all go outside to wait for Chris to arrive, and hang with Lil Matt, John, and Kate. After a while Chris arrives with a white rose for Nat, and we all go to Poppins cafe for some munch. Nat and Chris sat opposite each other, Shaz and Matt sat opposite each other, and us single dudes just sat and chatted. Nothing remarkable happened, although I did almost forget to pay for my large Coke. I did pay after Matt reminded me though. Sophie joined our group at this point. Went to buy Kerrang, bought Kerrang, then Shaz went to catch her bus home. Matt, Mike, Sophie, Nat, Chris and I all went back to the common room to chill while Mike went to go see the careers advisor. Sig sat with us and we all had a chat. He really does like his Limp Bizkit stuff. Almost fanatical. Still, he's cool and I think he is a decent bloke to hang with. Mike returns from his appointment and we all wander through the Walnuts shopping centre. Chris reveals Nat used to be a model. He also reveals his idea to one day open a shop aimed at college students that sells CDs, coffee, snacks, and other random bits of cool stuff like lava lamps, flags, and gadgets like that. It could work. We go to the mobile phone shop where Nat bought Chris his Phone (Valentine's Day present you see), and they look around for cases while Mike, Matt and I sit down. After a while, Chris, Mike, and Matt decided to head to the Tattoo shop so I waited with Nat while she got the shop owner to sort out her voice mail problems. Eventually it was all sorted and we headed to the Tattoo Shop. Nat and Sophie chatted to the owners about stuff while Mike, Matt and I just looked at the designs. Sophie stayed at the shop while the rest of us got a bus. Nat realised she didn't have money to come play pool with Mike, Matt and I and so her and Chris went home. I felt bad. Nevertheless, the three of us went to the pool club in Lewisham for Mike's bro Freddy's birthday celebrations. We arrived late and by the time we got there, it was 18s only. So Mike, Matt, Me, Freddy, Freddy (Mike and Freddy's skateboarder cousin) and another dude whose name I forget went to this chinese restuarant for chow. Shortly afterwards, Mike’s mum arrives. We all order, and then chat whilst we wait for the food. Mike's mum is very overpowering at times, and scoffed at my ideas of going into to field of journalism, insisting I instead pursue a life in law. Her opinion is ok, but the fact she was so forceful was slightly disconcerting. Anyway, food eaten, we all go back to Mike's pad. We chill in Mike and Freddy's room for a while, then go downstairs for cake and other snackage. Return to his room, play around for a while and then listen to music. Call my dad about 10:30, get a lift from him about 11:10. Drop Mike home (he and Matt walked me down to Grove Park Station), drop Matt home, come home, watch some tv, sleep.

Thursday, get Eysenck test results back. Out of a possible 24, I got 21 points for being extrovert. Out of another possible 24, I got 11 for neurotic. So I'm outgoing, and just under being normally neurotic. Ah well, screw hypochondriacs, they suck. Go for break, run into Nat, hang with her, go to Marks and Spencers with her so she can get food and change, run into Shaz and Luke, go to back to my lesson 20 minutes late. Sit down, do some work, go to Common Room. Hang out with the gang. Hardly leave the room all day. Stu and I have our long break together, and its pretty cool. The chairs our group inhabits are very rarely left empty, due to the vast number of people we all know who we associate with. The Great Tobey vs Tairrie debate begins when I start asking people who they find more attractive, Tobey Torres or Tairrie B. I had asked the previous day, but Thursday I asked more people so really I say it started then. Put in my red contacts so Mike could see me in them. Kept em in for the rest of the day. Go play Marvel vs Capcom while Dan and Andy play pool. Go back and chill. Lunch, lots of people sit with us. All good. Dan is annoying. Sometimes I feel like kicking him in the balls with a steel toe capped shoe. He ranted on to Stu about knowing all these Japanese Triad dudes, and I was like, cha right. They wouldn’t give him the time of day. After a while, Mike, Elena, Stu and I went to play foosball. Stu and I beat Elena and Mike both games. After a long, long break, I finally went to my Film Studies lesson. Have break mid lesson, go down to get a drink while John enjoys his fag break. End up talking to Pacey for a while, before returning to class. Lesson ends, Mike, Rachel, Matt and I meet outside college and then go to Bromley. Rachel seemed a little high strung. Jenny Delaney, a girl from my old school, now works in River Island in the Glades shopping centre. Oh the fun I will have with that knowledge. Mwoohaha! Went to a place called UTK, which is basically like a kebab restaurant chain. Guy at the counter said he loved my eyes, referring to my red contacts. Positive responses are always good. Had food, went to comic shop. Ordered Jay and Silent Bob figures for Elena, Bought a black tshirt with the Batman symbol from Batman Returns in gold on it. Went to Arcade, played Time Crisis II with Matt. Everyone went his or her own ways home; I bought the Joe single “Stutter” from Virgin Megastore, went home. Came home, watched tv, watched a Buffy episode, went to bed.

Friday, wake up, go into College for English. Boring lesson. Go have lunch break. Try to order tickets over the phone for Hannibal, unsuccesful. Nat comes along after a while and we resolve she can go to Bromley and buy em, then give em to us later. Chill in the common Room with the group. Madelyne (not psych class Madelyne) comes along. She always looks very mature and professional. I tell her she looks like a student teacher. Harsh to some, but true. And sides, whats wrong with looking like a teacher? Some of the teachers I have encountered in my life have been very hot and sexy, much like Maddy is, so what’s the problem? Sarah hung with us again, which was cool. Sarah is always cool and laid back, and is a little ray of sunshine to have around. Elena hung with us again, which was also cool since she is a Kevin Smith fan like me, used to be a fan girl, and is also pretty hot although she doesn’t wear clothes to flatter her. But that whole modesty thing is cool. She’s still a babe. Anyway, Film Studies rolls around so I go to the lesson and chill. Basically reading about film theatres, production companies that own cinema chains, and other stuff. Cue break. Go down and chat to Sam. Learn the reason she is so fit and has a killer pair of stems is cause she does tap dancing. Explains a lot, and why she looks so good in those tight black snakeskin print trousers she has. So anyway, Also learn she dislikes Dan as much as everyone else. You know, if there were more Dans in the world, it would explain why there are so arseholes around these days. Anyway, Return to lesson, it ends, go to Rec Room. Run into Mike, we play some Marvel vs Capcom. I go to the bank to go get money out, return, play Marvel vs Capcom. Mike and I go to the Walnuts and wander around. The jewellers do some good silver jerwellery that I was interested in. I will investigate further at a later date. Mike buys some playing cards from Gamleys, and as we walk back to the Common Room we run into Chris and Nat. Chris and Mike wait outside while Chris has a smoke, and Nat introduces me to Laura aka Skagwhore. I learn later she is easier to lay than linoleum, explaining the nickname. We go back to the Common Room and start to play cards just as people start to arrive. Once everyone had arrived, Matt, Mike, Me, Nat, Chris, Shaz, Laura, Kat Rachel, Braidy Rachel, and Dan go to get the bus. You know, if Dan was an ice cream flavour, he’d be pralines and dick. So anyway, we get the bus to Bromley, Laura gets off in Bromley two stops before us, Dan stays on the bus after we get of it, and we then go to Starbucks. You know, if someone were to write a book about Dan’s life it would be called “The Tragic Tale of A Donkey Raping Shit Eater” and the foreword would be written in the style of a year book, with lots of people writing the message “Eat Shit and Die, Bastard!”. So anyway, get myself a hot chocolate, Braidy Rachel a muffin, and then go upstairs to hang with everyone. We then go to the cinema and meet up with Chris, Matt’s bud who works in J-D sports whom I am sure I have mentioned in here before. Went to see Hannibal. Before the movie, Nat was saying she was getting tired of being vegetarian and was going to start eating meat again. After the movie, she said that she is going to remain vegetarian. My opinion on the movie was that it wasn’t as good as Silence of the Lambs, Anthony Hopkins is losing his touch, Julianne Moore should never have stepped in as Clarice Starling, Ray Liotta has fell from grace since his peak in Goodfellas, and also at the end, why didn’t Hannibal just cut the damn chain? It was better than Traffic, but not better than its predecessor. Anyway, Shaz and Braidy Rachel scooted off home straight away after the movie, while the rest of us went to Pizza Hut. Rachel was on a sponsored starvathon, although she broke half an hour before she did the full 24 hours. For shame. Matt managed it all though, beating her outright. You go Matt! Anyway, Matt, His bud Chris, Rachel and Dan all sat at one table to the side of us, while Nat, Chris and Mike sat with me in the booth. Pizza was tasty, it was an enjoyable experience all round. Afterwards, Mike and I went back to Matt’s where I downloaded tracks for him to burn on to a CD for me, he jammed, we watched He Got Game, a Metallica Behind The Music thing, played darts and smacked around the punching bag in Matt’s garage, and The Q Music Channel. Mike and Matt fell asleep about half four on the couch, and I snuck off upstairs and slept in Matt’s bed.

Woken at about 9, I called my dad and was home by about 11. Called Nat about 12:30, had a bath, got dressed, watched tv, got a lift and met her about 5:30 at Orpington station. We went back to hers and she showed me some of the rabbits and guinea pigs out back at the house she is living in. We watched tv, talked and listened to music. We traded lie stories and anecdotes, and it was fun. It was cool to learn about Nat. It means now I can understand the method to her madness, so to speak, and also get where she is coming from. Nat’s great, and I think she is one of the most straight up people I know right now. More power to her. Chris arrived about 7:30, 8 ish, and Jeff (dude who owns the house Nat is staying at) ordered us some Chinese. We sat down and watch Placido Domingo’s 25th anniversary opera show whilst eating the Chinese, and then watched Animal House and the Breakfast Club. Chris put Nat to bed after that, and then Chris and I sat in Mike’s (not the same Mike referenced earlier who I think is a total dude, this is the son of the people Nat is staying with who basically has all someone could want at his disposal, but dresses and behaves like a fucking stupid bum and is way too much into Star Wars for it to be healthy) and Chris and I watched Hellraiser together. After that, we watched So I Married and Ax Murderer and I fell asleep about 50 minutes in. Nat woke me at about 9 and I got sorted out, and then we all walked down to Orpington station. Met Matt, and then Chris went off to go to his Nan’s birthday. We called Mike and the trains to Orpington were all fucked up, so we decided after getting coffee, we could just get the train through to Bromley, have Mike get on the train, and then just go straight up to Victoria. So we got the train, and Mike caught it, and we all sat in first class on the way up. We go the underground to Euston, then switched and went up to Camden Town. My large amount of money stashed in my sock and my wallet tucked between my tshirt and trousers, we wandered the streets, looking for clothes and cool stuff. At the end of the day I got Mike some patches, Matt a NIN top, went halves with Nat on a black string shirt for Chris, and bought myself a 4 row leather spike wristband, a ball bracelet, a fat bracelet with cool, fat links to it, a barb wire bracelet, an Amen tee, a Deftones tee, and a RHCP hoodie. We then got the train back and met Chris at the house, where we learn two of the guinea pigs had been killed by a fox, and since Nat had been given the responsibility of feeding them, they blamed her for not locking the cages. But I was with her when she was out back with em, and she locked all of them. Still, now she may get kicked out of her place, which kind of sucks. But I have talked to my dad, and if worst comes to worst and she does get booted and can’t stay anywhere, she can stay at mine. Anyway, after a short while Mike had to leave, and Matt and I stayed on at Nat’s. Nat wanted to go out for a walk, so we went down to Orpington High Street and went bowling. Natwon the first game, and Chris won the second. By the time we got back to Nat’s, I had ten minutes before my parents were meant to pick me up. So, I grabbed my stuff, and waited outside with Matt and Chris. Parents arrived, and we then went to pick up Ray. Picked up Ray and Steve, dropped Steve in Bromley, dropped Matt home, went home. Watched Buffy tape, went to bed.

Monday, sleep through until about 6 when my bro wakes me up to take a call from Matt. Realise King Prawn gig is on that night. Get sorted, leave house. Late to meet Matt, and so go up by myself. Get to Camden, go to Tower Records, go to Camden Lock, have trouble getting into King Prawn. Get chatting to this beans Alice, go to pub, go to get pizza, go back to gig, get in. Skank my arse off, and bust my moves, and then leave. Run into Punk Rachel and Tom from college, and after a quick chat, get train back to Charing Cross. Get train to Lewisham at 1:03 am, get picked up from the Station about 1:30 am, go home, sleep. Good, if short, night.

Wake up about 11, get myself sorted out then head down to Orpington to see Nat get her tattoo done. Arrive, and meet Chris, Sam, Stu and Mike in there. Also get the chance to see Nat wandering around in her bra. The fact that it was partly see through didn’t hurt. Anyway, Nat’s new tat is a heart with almost demonic wings on it, with a Celtic cross in the middle of the heart. It is smaller than I thought it would be, but she likes it so that’s all that matters. Go off to get photos done, Chris runs into his mum and goes off with her. Go to bank with Stu, go to Stu’s bank with him, go to college, play on the arcade machines, chill with Sam, Stu, and Mike, then when Stu leaves, Mike, Nat, and Sam, go to the Walnuts and wander around, go to New Look while Nat does browsing, and get told not to touch the hats unless im going to buy one. Mike makes a crack about how she’s probably jealous cause I look good in the hat and she wouldn’t, and I say “you’ve got to be joking with a face like that”. Guess what? The woman was right behind us. It was so funny. Anyway, off to WH Smith, Where I get busted for swearing by a shop assistant, and Nat gets busted by some old lady for also swearing. Go back to Nat’s with her and chill. Help her change the rabbits hay and fill the water and food bowls and stuff. Its all good. Watch Powerpuff Girls. Pretty cool. Hang there until Chris arrives, at which point Nat and Chris get all done up. Mike arrives and Nat does up his hair and puts some red colouring in it. Nat puts some red in mine too. Once we are all sorted, we head off to Orpington station and get the train. Get to Charing Cross, and wait at Burger King until Charlotte arrives. Charlotte arrives, and Nat spots Katie. Have a Whooper with Cheese and a Coke and then we get going. Get to Mornington Crescent, head to Camden Palace. Get in, get bevies, go down and have a dance. Stu cant dance. I cant dance much either, but Stu really cant. He is still a dude, and I still think he is a top flight bud, but he cant dance. It was funny in a sad way. But he tried. Chris and Mike loved my head banging to “Basketcase” by Green Day. Stayed until 1:30 (we got there at about 11:30) got our bags from the cloakroom, Charlotte hand her hands cuffed by a security guard using Chris’s cuffs. Chris unlocked em, we made our way to the bus stop. Got to Trafalgar Square, changed buses. Met one of Stu’s old buds on the bus, then went to his house when we got to Eltham. Then went to Stu’s and watched Blade, which I fell asleep halfway through. End of the night, about 4:30-5 am.

Wake up to Stu and Mike drinking tea and coffee, and watch tv. Watch a Mick Foley biography program, then me, Nat, Chris, and Mike leave. I go back to Mike’s and we chill at his crib with Freddy. Freddy leaves to go to his buds crib, and Mike leaves for half an hour to go see his dad. I stay and Watch Scooby Doo on Zombie Island. We leave his place at 6:15, I get a bus to Bromley, a bus back to my place. And now I am here, having finished my diary off. I’m off to Matt’s in half an hour to go chill with him, Nat, Chris, and maybe Kat Rachel.

Notes: Some people bitched me out for not having sympathy for the devil, as the Stones song goes. Well frankly, Trish is a mental case, and I think metal cases should be locked up until they are cured. So really, my opinion is trish should be locked up until she is cured. At which point she can go on to do what ever she wants to do. She has practically turned her site into a shrine of negativity aimed at me, and I have been led to believe her and some other people have made a site all against me. All I have to say is grow the fuck up. Trish is a nutjob, I don’t think nutjobs are all that beneficial to society, and hope that Trish gets cured so she is no longer a nutjob. But the fact remains, she is a nutjob, and as a nutjob, she is unstable, unreliable, unpredictable and many other uns, mostly negative. Wanna bitch someone out, bitch out her mum and dad for bringing up her to be mental, or her school for not helping her grow to be a healthy and productive student, or her friends for not having noticed earlier. Don’t blame me, she’s the one that is broke, and bitching at me won’t fix her. So anyone that wants to chew me out just because I ain’t all “oh, you poor nutjob” can kiss my ass. I’m off to get changed and sorted to go to Matt’s, so lataz.

Correction: The Matt-Nat-Chris-Rachel thing has been called off on account of Matt's mum not being cool. But hopefully we are still doing the regular Thursday trek through Bromley. Well not regular really, since Rachel is backing out to instead go to a Church function, which I find quite sad really, but it should be me, Nat, Chris, Matt and Mike tomorrow. And possibly Braidy Rachel and Mark, if they get my message that I left on Rachel's mobile. Nevertheless, correction corrected, and all is well with the world. Once again, Lataz.

12.02.01
Ok, from Thursday through till last night I was out socialising (Thursday, movies, Friday, movies and staying at Mark's, Saturday, bowling alley arcade and videos, and last night I woke up and four in the afternoon and went to Mike's to sleep over for the night) and I also learnt that Trish, who wrecked my website, is now basically classified as mentally unstable, if not clinically insane. I have to say, the weekend was most definitely really cool. And also, karma is a bitch. Heh. Oh, as for today, I woke up about 6:45 round Mike's, got washed and dressed, we listened to Kiss FM for a while, and then headed off to the train station. Mike met his friend Sam (a girl Sam, not a dude Sam) and introduced me to her, and we all got the train together. Mike and I walked down to college and Sam got the bus, and I caught up with Stu and Shaz outside the college. Stu, Shaz and I all went to English, and Mike went to to his lesson. We had a practice test, and I covered just about everything except graphology in my essay. I will hopefully get a C or maybe a B. Then we had our short break, and I hung with Rachel, Braids Rachel, Matt, Shaz, Stu, Luke and James. Matt, Stu and I then went off to WH Smiths during our mid lesson break, and I am considering buying Go from WH Smiths so I can get a class video and a free box of chocolates. We went back to the lesson, then left and headed to the common room. Somewhere along the way between English and lunch I lost my bag of clothes that I took to Mike's with me. Everyday our group at lunch grows bigger. It is really cool to be surrounded by friends, and take up half the Common Room by our sheer number. Rachel (Braids) asked us if any of us wanted to go bowling, but we said no as we thought we wouldn’t be back in time. Matt, Shaz, Stu, Rachel and I all went to the English department to try claim our prize money for our poems, but Lynn wasn't around. Went back to Common Room. Realised I had misplaced my bag, so went to the Key Skills room, my English room, the English offices, and then the Student Services office, where I retrieved my bag. Commented on Sam's (not the same Sam from earlier) nice, long, soft hair. Luke criticised me for my mile a minute manner, which pissed me off a bit. Really, if he can't keep up with my manic mood that's his problem, not mine. Stu and Elena get on really well. Kate was quite nice to me today as well. It was a generally good atmosphere. Braids Rachel came back from bowling just as most of us were going to our lessons, just as she had said she would most likely do. It was mildly eerie. Nat wasn't in today, so I might call her later to check she's all good. Psych was pretty uneventful, although Matteo gave me a list of Tupac songs to look up. I think I might do that later. For my mid lesson break I went downstairs and hung with Luke, Braids Rachel, Elena and Luke. I met a dude named Tim who came by and said hi to Rachel and Elena. Jenna from Psych arrived shortly afterwards, and got P.O'd with me when I told Tim that Keith said she looked attractive in a boyish kind of way. Went back to my lesson, did the question sheet, and the lesson ended. Went to the post office to collect my Deftones tickets, but was told to go to the Royal Mail office behind Thomas Cook. Wandered about for a bit in the torrential rain, and then claimed my Tickets. Went to the bus stop; and ran into Matt. We exchanged a few sentences, and I then got the 208 to Bromley. Bought myself a new ring, bought a rig for Nat, and went to the bank. It took ages at the bank because this woman was changing up her loose change into notes and a pound coins, and she spent twenty minutes doing so. I did eventually withdraw £20 pounds, and toddled off to buy myself the new Buffy boxed set. I was going to buy Bryony the first Lacuna Coil album, but I couldn't get it in HMV. I got a lift from my dad, came home, and started typing this up. I'm off for now, and so until next time, I wish you all good mental health and hope my readers don't end up like Trish, on anti depressants, having to see a psychiatrist, having to see the school or college counsellor, and having your friends worry about your mental stability. In short, live a crazy life, but don't go crazy from living. Peace out, and word to yo muthas!

10.2.01
OK, 24th of January I went to see Xzibit live at the Subterranea in London. Doors opened at 8, I got there at 9:10, set began at about 11:30. It was a fucking excellent night, but Latoya (who went also, and who I hung out with after the gig) got coated by the X-Man himself, and it was hilarious. I rhymed along with "Paparazzi" and "What You See Is What You Get", and just bounced for most of the set as a lot of it was from his new album that I ain't got yet. On the way out I grabbed the set list, a promotional poster and I had bought a T-shirt earlier in the night, so I have the set list and poster on my wall now. Anyway, afterwards I gave my dad a call and he picked me, Latoya, and Nana (LaToya's cousin) up from Hammersmith station at 2 in the morning, and we dropped Latoya and Nana at their yard, and I came home.
Next day I woke up at 1 pm, so I didn't go to college. I felt ill, so lay in bed for most of the day. I ended up getting a chest infection which totally sucked ass, but meant I got a lot of time off college, with medical certificates and all of that good shit.
So, I was ill ‘til this Wednesday, four days ago. I went into college, and was greeted back with hugs, smiles, how are yous, where ya beens, and all those warm fuzzy welcome back things that people say and do. Psych was mediocre as expected, and the break was a welcome addition in the middle of the lesson. Katie and I are beginning to get that whole good friend vibe going, which is cool. I feel more comfy around her, which is good. Comfort is always good. Even the fabric softener of the same name is pretty decent. So anyway, not much else of note on Wednesday that I can think of, I just came home, listened to music, logged on and chatted to Rachel from college and gave her a quiz out of FHM. That was that.
Thursday, went in for Psych, did some work, had my break, went down to the Rec Room with Steve and Kev, and watched Russell and Cole play snooker, went back up, chatted to Kate, here endeth the lesson. You know, our group is like a magnet, because Thursday in the Common Room, the minute someone left the group we were all sitting in, someone new arrived to take their place. It was like a Hydra. I met Elena on Wednesday, and she seemed really cool. She had a Johnny The Homicidal Maniac top on that I pointed out, and she said I was the only person who knew what the character was. Years as a fanboy paid of I guess. Anyway, yeah, Mike pointed out if anyone gave any of us shit, the group we now have would be pretty imposing, like "You want a piece of me? Well say hi to my friends!" It was cool. I also got to meet a dude named Steve who writes songs. He seemed cool, and in the end the group shrunk until it was me, Stu, Bob, Steve and Elena, and eventually we all toddled off to our afternoon lessons. After college, Me, Chris, Matt, (Kat) Rachel, Nat and Stu went to go see Traffic. We got our tickets, Nat and Rachel screamed really fucking loud in the circle in the middle of Bromley High Street, went to Starbucks, hung there for a while, learnt that Mark knew Henry Hollingdale (a dude from my second primary school), went for pizza (which was really cool and fun), then went back to watch it after the meal. It was long, boring, and totally lacking in dramatic effect. In my opinion at least. Anyway, afterwards I got a lift home from my dad straight away, came home, watched tv, went to bed.
Woke up Friday, got dressed, went in to college. Did worksheets in English, told to catch up with two pieces of work. Had break, and again our group was pretty damn big. Arranged stuff with Rachel (with the braids) to meet after college to go to the movies, went to Film Studies. Went to Common Room mid lesson to do a survey for Film Studies, asked Dan, Bailey, Sam, Luke, and Nat about the last films they saw, went back to lesson. Arranged with Rachel about waiting for her so we could go to the movies together. Arranged with Nat to meet her in Bromley, Rachel called her man Mark, Rachel went off to her class, I hung around after my Film Studies lesson and waited for Rachel. Whilst waiting, had short chats with Kate, Kev and Sam, then when Rachel (Braids) came out I also had a Matt, Shaz, John, Luke and (Kat) Rachel, Got bus with Rachel, ran into Sarah from my Psych class. Chatted with her on the way to Bromley. Me and Rachel hung out in Bromley for a while until everything started closing, went to McDonalds, Rachel got some food, we had a chat about random stuff, strolled out after she had ate. Went down to meet Mark, then met up with Nat and Chris. Met Chris's bud Luke. He seemed alright, but looked way out of place. I think he felt it a bit too, because he was pretty quiet. Went to buy our movie tickets, Went to Starbucks, but it closed just as we arrived. Anyway, we went up to McDonald's again, Chris, Nat and Mark got food. Went to see Dude, Where's My Car? and it was funny but forgettable. Afterwards, Chris and Nat ran into a dude they knew, chose not to buy weed from him, and we all went back to Mark's and watched Swingers. We all stayed the night at his place, and I got to bed at about 4 a.m.
Woke up at about 6 to see Luke leaving, and then went back to sleep. Woke up at nine Nat cleaning up the room from the night before. Had a wash and combed my hair, we all sat down to watch Powerpuff Girls, then Chris dropped Me, Nat and Chris in Bromley so we could all go our separate ways. I wandered through Bromley for a while then got the 227 bus back to my home. Ran a bath, went to get my hair cut, got my hair cut, called Nat and arranged to meet her and Chris in Bromley, Called Rachel and Mark and arranged the same, and then had my bath. Got out, dried off, got dressed, waited for my mum and bro to get sorted out and then my dad drove me to Bromley. Got out of car, Nat called out my name, turned around, Nat and Chris get off the 208 bus. We cross over, Rachel and Mark are waiting. My bro goes through the barriers of the train station, and because he couldn’t get back out, had me get him rizlas, smokes and a lighter. He went off to do his thing, while Chris, Rachel, Nat and Mark figured out what we were to do. We decided on bowling, and so bundled into Mark's car and drove to Bexleyheath. Trouble was, we took the long, long route and it took us an hour to get there. We got there, they were booked solid ‘til 8 pm, so we just messed about on the air hockey tables and the arcade games, then left after about two hours. Went to the Blockbusters in Welling, rented Gone in Sixty Seconds and Mystery Men. Went back to Mark's house, watched em. Both were pretty cool. Called my dad about 10:55, Mark gave me a lift to the Chinese garage about 11:10, dropped me off, my dad arrives 2 minutes later, I get my lift home. Come home, turn on computer, go say hi to my mum, say hi to my dog and pet her, come back, start writing this up. I have two notes: Bryony looked really sexy on Thursday, and it made me go "Wow!". She has a form fitting red top on, a thin black cardigan over it tith two o the buttons on the chest done up, and some black trousery things. She has also had her hair cut so rather than just being down to her chin and straight all the way around, it angles up at the back. It looks really nice and makes her look a lot older. I always thought Bryony was really beautiful, but because she usually wears layers and layers of clothing I never saw how incredibly fit she was until Thursday. For real, Bryony is a babe and no mistake. Conversely, Rachel has now adopted a mohawk as her haircut of choice. This being Punk Rachel. Indeed, her yellow, green and pick mohawk was quite a sight to see. She must have got it done on Thursday night, because she had her traditional messy, short hair on Wednesday and Thursday when I saw her. I personally think her messy hair looked better, but if it makes her happy, more power to her. But for real, she isn't going to get as many guys thinking she is hot now, and she is gonna go through hair gel like a hot knife through butter. But really, its her money to spend on hair care products. But a mohawk is expensive to keep up, pardon the double entendre and pun. I personally wouldn't approach her now due to the fact it would be pretty off a pretty plain dude like me going out with such a flamboyant girl with such a flamboyant haircut. Ad my bro wouldn't ever let me live it down and would ridicule me for dating a girl who had a mohawk. And it's not that I would regret it, it's just it would wear thin and eventually I would get pissed off over the fact. Ah well, superficiality sucks, but it rules the minds of the masses. For now, that's all the news fit to type.

23.01.01
Guten tag, mein freund, welcome to my new diary entry. It’s been a while since I last updated the site, and a lot has happened. I can’t remember everything that has happened from the last two weeks on a day to day basis, so I’ll just include the highlights for you. First off, my net connection blows on this modem, so it constantly logs me off. As a result, I haven’t been on much.
Aside from that, everything is pretty cool. Been hanging with my buds at college and going out with em after college and on the weekends. Finally got Bryony’s number, but have yet to chat to her on the phone. Bryony being Briney, but whereas I have been spelling it based on by phonetic analysis and assumption, it is quite different. Still, finally got her number. I have got to know a lot of people in the last two weeks. Last Thursday (not Thursday the 18th, Thursday the 11th) I finally collected my GCSE certificates from Coopers. Went up with Shaz, John and Matt. Ran into Owen when we were leaving. John wasn’t happy with there being so many churches around in such tight proximity to each other. When we got back to college, Matt, Shaz and Kat Rachel all went off to the park. Eventually Stu, Katie, Mike, Rich, Dan, John, Rachel with the braids and I were all sitting in the Common Room (talking about individuality, communism, dictatorships, God, life, the origins of the universe, and everything in between (I shit you not, it was really deep) and I got to meet Liz. Although I have chatted to her less than ten times, she seems really decent. She has blonde hair with a pink streak on the left-hand side of her hair, which is pretty interesting. She’s also a Socialist. That means very little to me due to my paper-thin political views and knowledge, but she seems cool. I also met Rich for the second time during the convo, although I didn’t catch his name the first time I met him (when Shaz, Matt, and I came back from Bromley in December and he was sitting with Stu in the Common Room). I also have become acquainted with Lil Matt (who really isn’t that little), and I’ll talk about him later. Also got to meet Greg (through Liz) and he is a second year student at college. Also a Socialist. He has green hair and one foot smaller than the other, and seems really cool. Also met Chanjit (I’m spelling it based on my phonetic assumption) through Mike this week. Didn’t talk to him for long, so I cant really offer much of an opinion on him. Also caught up with my old buddy Pete Sheehan from St Anne’s. I only noticed him on Friday, and fuck has he grown. But its good to know one of my old buddies is at my college. Comforting. Also got to meet Tessa through Liz, although I’m not sure if she got to meet me. I don’t think she caught my name. Ah well, I’ll chat with her this week and get to know her a bit more.
I think I’ll try recap last week, but I’ll probably miss out some stuff since I am tired and have a headache right now. Anyway, Monday, go in for English, don’t get nagged at (previous Friday Jane bitched me out for either turning up late or not turning up at all for her lessons), do some analysing of a text on computers and the internet, have break. Hang with Matt, Stu, Rachel and Zoe for a while, before toddling off to I.T. Hand in my assignments, get the second one back because I missed out some stuff. Oh, I also got to meet Joe through Stu in this lesson. Did a practice test for the I.T exam. Got 38 out of 40. Return to find Matt, Shaz, Luke and Bailey watching on as Kate stands on Lil Matt’s gut. Bizarre. Kate and Little Matt toddle of after a while, and so its me, Bailey, Luke, Matt, Stu, and Shaz sitting around. Dan turns up shortly afterwards. Chat for the hour, then go to my Psych lesson. Pretty standard lesson, although Matteo’s blonde dye job had gone wrong. Steve is insane. I swear to God, the dude is nuts. He spouts the most random stuff I have heard. Nevertheless, Psych ends, lesson over, go home. Whilst walking to the bus stop run into a stoned Nat. Nat rules. Nevertheless, get my bus, run into Jake from my old school. Chat to him for a bit, he gets off at the train station, I go to Bromley. Have a look in Argos for CD players, run into Matt Everest in Virgin Megastores (preaching the finer points of Limp Bizkit… heh). I ignore him, he ignores me, and we all go home happy.
Tuesday, stay home and catch up with some of my college work. Nothing remarkable, move along now.

Wednesday, go in for Psych. Chat to Shaz, Stu, Matt, John, Sam, Nthida, Bryony, Connor, and I think that was it. Go to Psych. Make my Kinder Egg toy. Turns out to be a pelican that you roll along the floor, so his beak opens and closes. Lesson was pretty fucking eventful. Keith, who is the group tutor, ends up bitching at Madelyne. Gene goes to ask a question, gets bitched at and told to shut up. Gene tells Keith not to tell him to shut up. Keith repeatedly tells him to shut up, Gene repeatedly tells him not to shut up. Keith boots him from the class. As he is packing his bag, he asks Keith if anyone gives a shit about him bitching to Madelyne. Keith gets in a xenophobic “Why don’t you go back to America” as Gene leaves. Hypocritical for a guy trying to teach us about prejudice and racism don’t you think? Anyway, then after the lesson Luke, Shaz, John Matt and me are sitting in the Common Room. Turns out Luke grassed some people that skipped a test on Monday. Not too smart. Stuff like that will get you beaten up when the people already don’t like you. Morals and doing what is right is all fair and good, but keeping yourself in one piece is a more pressing IMO. Nevertheless, John, Matt and I go to Bromley to get a CD player for me. End up getting one from Argos. Wander around Bromley for a while. Go to Virgin Megastore, John buys the first Amen album. The price label has £12.99 on it. John buys it for £6.99. Price tag is misleading. I buy myself the Amen album ceasing the opportunity. We then go to HMV. I find John the Rancid album for £5 less in the sale section, than it is marked at in the racks. One good turn deserved another, I guess. Run into Mike. Go to Burger King for chow. Matt and Mike go back to Mike’s, John and I go to our respective homes.

Thursday, go in for Psych with my CD player and Amen albums, along with my Trail of Dead, D’Angelo, ATD-I, Doves, American Beauty soundtrack and Linkin Park albums. Go to I.T centre and use the Internet there for a while. Listen to Coma America on repeat. Nat asks for one of my rings. I said I would think about it. Go to my lesson with Matt. He goes to his English class, I go to Psych. Talk to Kate about the Deftones gig. Show Madelyne the Kerrang! Issue with Marilyn Manson as Editor (on Monday when we were talking about him, she didn’t have a clue who he was). Chat with Steve and Matt. Kev turns up. Do the work, then go to break. Run into Lil Matt, who informs me a picture of my arse was on display near the drama department. It turned out to be not so and in fact a pic of dude called Devin’s arse, but the fact that Lil Matt and I rarely talk could have led to the name confusion. Anyway, return to lesson, sit down, do some of the work whilst listening to the first Amen album. Give Kate some of my Smarties and drink. This usually occurs, although it sounds weird. Jenna and Mad get antsy about my music since I had it up loud and it wasn’t garage, trance, or something like that. Studying prejudice, yet full of it over the littlest thing (If you read my last entry it has prejudice in it towards Trish. But IMO, it was justified prejudice due to the fact she fucked up my site. And although it does seem like I’m being xenophobic when I mention Jersey, followed with a bunch of abuse, it’s not xenophobia. I mean, Kevin Smith and Tara Reid both come from Jersey! One of my fave filmmakers and a total stellar babe come from Jersey, so it would be extremely hard for me to be xenophobic. Okay, lets continues with the update). I don’t get prejudice over music though. I mean, it’s just stupid. It’s just music, you know? But I guess it is the image synonymous with rock that people use to base their ideas on. Oh, I should also mention at this point when I got heckled by a bunch of dumb shits from my old school (I didn’t actually know them, which was even stranger. Proof positive that youth today is going to hell in a hand basket) who labelled me a grunger. Now, to the casual observer, this sounds stupid. Indeed it is. But the grungers are a group of rich kids at my old school who, in a pathetic attempt to spite their parents and try convince people and themselves that they are more than just rich kids who have had idyllic existences, listen to Slipknot, Korn, Limp Bizkit and so on. Now, you see, if I was as rich as they were, I would be styling in designer clothes, Rolexes, iced out platinum jewellery and BMWs. Instead, they wear baggy clothes and drive in old VW Beetles. To me, that makes no sense. If you got it, flaunt it. If ya don’t, pretend you do. It’s odd. All the rich kids rebel and try to look scruffy and shit like that, while all the working class kids wear designer clothes and jewellery to try and look rich. Confusing. Anyway, back to the hecklers. Now, first off, I don’t even listen to that much Nirvana or Pearl jam anymore. Second, I don’t hang around with any of the so-called grungers from Coopers. Second I don’t even go to Coopers anymore, so I couldn’t be part of the group (despite showing the heckling bitches my College ID card, they didn’t believe I didn’t go to Coopers. Ignorance is bliss I guess). And fourthly, does it matter who or what I am, and why should they care?
Sorry for the rant, where was I? Oh yeah. Thursday morning, in Psych. Psych ends, go downstairs and find Shaz and Matt. Shortly afterwards Liz and Jack join us. A short time after that Nthida, Sam and Jo join us. A short time after that Lil Matt joins us. Katie sits at another table doing some work. Soon Sarah appears. Sarah then disappears after a while. We all resolve to go bowling, so myself, Matt, Shaz, Jack, Kate, Lil Matt, Liz, Sam, Nthida, Jo and all go to the bowling alley round the corner from the college. I didn’t bowl, as I felt I didn’t need the embarassment, so mostly chatted to Matt, Jack, Shaz and Katie on occasion. Katie made Liz’s hair into a makeshift bob cut by using coffee stirrer spoons. When Shaz went to give Lil Matt a hug he picked her up and made several inappropriate hip movements whilst holding her up and embracing her. Needless to say, neither Matt, Shaz, or I were impressed. I was waiting for Matt to get involved, but he didn’t and just remained impassive. Rachel and Sarah appeared after a short spell and joined us. Eventually Matt won with a score of 137. We all left after a spell and went back to college, where I took a picture of a bunch of us. I’m pretty sure at least. Ah well, film will tell. Went to Common Room, hung with Mike, Dan, Matt, Shaz, Sam, Nthida, Jo, and Luke. Stu, Mike, and I are left as others go to lessons. Liz and Kate arrive after a while. Meet Greg for the first time when he comes over to talk to Liz. Talk about socialism for a while. Chat for a good long while, learn the following day was Liz’s birthday, then go to my Film Studies lesson. Our room is in use for a Spanish test. Jo, our tutor, turns up after a while and so we relocate to the tenth floor. Matt, Rach and Mike have to go into another room due to the fact as a Film Studies class, we needed the tape machine in their room. Talk to Latoya about ways to improve her narrative essay. Look at storyboarding and synopsis writing. Leave. Tell Bryony about the Marilyn Manson signing event at Virgin Megastores on Oxford Street. Go to get bus. Gte bus with Latoya. Let her listen to my D’Angelo CD on the bus. Get off, walk in, spot Matt, Rachel and Mike. Approach em. Go looking in shoe shops with em, looking with Rachel for a decent pair of shoes for her. Go to Virgin, go to HMV, leave, run back while Mike, Rach and Matt go to get ice cream from inside the Glades (the mall I so often reference and hang out at), run back, get Liz’s birthday present, (the Incubus album S.C.I.E.N.C.E.) Get ice cream with the rest of my buds. Sit down on the bench and eat ice cream with my fellow college mates. They go home, I go to WH Smiths, buy Liz a card and a tag for the present, go home. Get mum to wrap present, write out card and tag, watch tv and listen to CDs. Go to bed about midnight.
Thursday, go into college, meet up with Luke and Stu in the Common Room. Go to English with Stu. Hand in my verb homework. Mundane lesson. At the end of the lesson, look out the window, and its snowing. Go down into Common Room with Shaz and Stu, spot someone who looked suspiciously like my bud Pete Sheehan from my old school. Wander outside with Shaz. Hang with basically all the goths, punks, skaters and rockers for a while. Spot Matt Everest, the epitome of ego from my old school, leaning against one of the sets of blue railings outside the college, probably waiting for his girlfriend Bri who goes to my college. I watch him, all alone, and then see him look at me surrounded by friends, with people coming up to me to say hi and just chat. I just felt like a victory had been obtained for me at that point. Anyway, chat to Pete, hang with everyone, lend Sarah my Linkin Park CD, hang with John for a while. Go off, buy Kinder egg, come back, eat Kinder Egg, john makes the toy (a parrot that rocks back and forth on a perch). Go off with Dan and Stu. Come back, talk to Punk Rachel, go to Film Studies. Blah kinda lesson. Day ends, inform John that Jo is now taking a yellow slip policy for late assignments and poor attendance, run into Stuart, talk to him for a bit, go home. Come home, listen to music, watch tv, call Matt and Mike to arrange something for the weekend. Watch tv, go to bed.
Saturday, wake up, watch tv, call Matt, arrange to go see movie. Call Mike, ask him if he wants to see Castaway or Meet The Parents. He agrees to come see Meet The Parents with Matt and I. Have bath, get dressed, go to gym, get application form, go to Bromley Odeon. Wait for five minutes, Matt strolls along, we go inside. Matt plays on a racing game, Mike appears. We buy our tickets, our food, head to our screen. Wait for ten minutes as the dude clears up the popcorn from the last showing, go in, watch movie. I thought it was a pretty funny movie. I laughed a lot. Therefore, it was a successful comedy IMO. Leave cinema, run into Susan Heard from my old school. Continue down to bus stop, get buses to Mike’s house. Watch Eddie Murphy Raw stand up show. Watch it again after it ends, on Paramount Comedy Channel. Watch some more random tv, go up to Mike’s room. Chat into the wee hours of Sunday, get to bed about 5 am. Wake up just before 11. Leave at about 12 after some Cheerios, chatting and tv. It was a cool weekend. Called my dad at about 11:30. Get off bus and jog to catch up with him. He arrives at the bus stop just before us. Give Matt a lift home. Come home, have food, watch tv. Call Stu, have long talk with him about stuff. Stay up, watch Royal Rumble but fall asleep halfway through the actual Rumble match.
Monday, wake up, feel like shit, flu like feelings, co back to bed. Talk to Matt and Shaz in the evening. Go back to bed.
Tuesday, today, wake up, feel like shit, get washed and dressed, get train, chat to Rachel on train (she was looking really nice today. More so than normal at least.) Lorena got on, formally introduced myself to her. Got the bus down with Bryony (who’d been sitting two carriages back), Rachel and Lorena, went to Film Studies lesson. First lesson British Film Industry in the Sixties. Pretty interesting. Jon has a new lip piercing like Davey Havok out of AFI. Neelim got in an argument with Jo and got kicked out the class and gave a yellow slip. I hung with Mike and played Marvel vs Capcom for a while. I then went to get my grant cheque, paid it in, and then returned. Hung with Rachel, Shaz, Mike, Sarah, John, Dan, Luke, Matt, and Bailey at lunch, watched Matt and Mike play pool, played Marvel vs Capcom again. Went to English, edited a transcript, end of lesson. Hung with Shaz and Zoe in the Common Room for a while, then went to get my bus. Got bus with Nat, had a chat with her, went through to Bromley, bought the Folk Implosion “One Part Lullaby” album and some batteries, got a ride home with my dad. Watched tv, started to continue this from yesterday when the dude took my comp to replace the modem, went to chiropodist, got veruca burnt off with liquid nitrogen (surprisingly, it didn’t hurt at all. It was just like when you spray a deodorant can on your arm for like ten seconds. Cold, but not painful. I don’t know what the brouhaha my brother made when he had his veruca burnt off a few years back was all about really.) Came back, and then I continued this. That’s all the news fit to print, so I’m done. Pretty comprehensive update in my opinion. Lataz.
8.1.01
Ok, my New Year was a good time IMO, and much alcohol was drunk. The next day I watch Superman II and recovered from my hangover. Matt went home in the afternoon and I went home to recover from my alcohol induced headache. Much of the rest of the week was spent with me watching tv, watching movies, sleeping, and hanging with my bro. It was alright. I valued the sleep a lot. Now college is back on and its going good. The gang is back together and we are enjoying hanging again, and its going well. Tomorrow, I’m going to Coopers to collect my GCSE certificate with Matt and Shaz. Kill some of my long ass break. Bought Election and Cant Hardly Wait on video. I had seen Election previously and enjoyed, and Cant Hardly Wait I bought on good word of mouth reviews. It’s pretty cool. Not Animal House by any means, but still tres cool. Ethan Embry is a lovable failure who gets his in the end, so that was cool, to see a good guy finish first. Rare in real life, but on celluloid it’s entertaining. I got my Xzibit tickets for the Subterranea gig at the end of the month, and I got a pair of tickets for me and Katie for the Deftones and Linkin Park gig in March. Turns out quite a few peeps from college are going to that gig actually. Me, Matt, John, Katie, Rachel with the braids, Briney, are just some of the ones I know that are going. Punk Rachel, Connor and maybe Mike are also probably gonna end up going, so it should be cool. Orpington College Massive Reprazentin! My psych lesson today was some crazy shit with Genne, Jerveen, Karen and Jenna all talking about dicks and erections and shit, and normally it wouldn’t bother me too much, but when they are talking about it loudly it kinda grates. But each to their own. Monday was even crazier with all the talk about vibrators and shit, so all round my Psych class is getting nuttier by the week. It’s cool though, never a dull moment. I should probably mention that the site looks a little different these days, but everything will be back to normal soon. I am gonna keep the Mp3 and Graphics sections off the site, since I hardly ever update em and they didn’t really add much. But everything is else is pretty much up to speed, so no worries.
The person who decided to fuck up my site was none other than Trish Benitez, the chick who I got to stop self mutilating and help realise she was anorexic. I guess some people are just ungrateful. Ah well, fuck her. She’s probably gonna end up in hospital one day from starving herself or some shit, or one of her suicide attempts will land her in E.R. Frankly, I don’t give a fuck. To me she is an ungrateful Jersey trash bitch, and that’s my limit on her. I don’t like being negative too much, but hell, it’s my site, you don’t like what you see, then go elsewhere. I know I tried to help her, so I ain’t got a guilty conscious about anything. I also know that her current beau wouldn’t be digging her as much as he supposedly is if he knew about her suicide attempts, self mutilation, anorexia, and other emotional baggage. But that’s neither here nor there. In conclusion: Trish, you suck, and I hope that karma bites you in the ass for fucking up my site.
You mighty be wondering how I restored the site so quickly. Simple. Angelfire deleted a bunch of my older diary entries before when the diary page wouldn’t load right. So since then, I have saved everything on my comp, in case anything got wiped or lost. And the bottom line is, I didn’t trust Trish as far as I could throw her (but given she is only 7 stone, I could probably throw the bitch a fair distance), and so I saved all the graphics and text on my hard drive in case she ever did fuck with my site. Well I must me clairvoyant, because she did indeed fuck with my site. Well, I did indeed have everything stored on my comp. And indeed, I have now fixed up my site to almost the way it was originally. So no big deal. Just goes to show you should always have a back up for everything in case the first one falls through. Not only in computers, but everything. So I guess Trish’s plan failed, since I now have everything back.
I have just finished up my Psych work for tomorrow, and now I’m gonna go off and watch Election. Toodles!

29.12.00

Last update of 2000. Let’s roll. Last Friday, I can’t remember much of. I think I just laid in bed. Sleep is cool. Weekend, much the same, sleeping, all that good stuff. Sunday night was alright, but the fact Ray’s friends don’t even stay home on the fucking holidays pisses me off. I suppose they must either have families that don’t want em around, don’t care if they are around, and don’t need em around. One of the three, or maybe all of em, I don’t know. Stayed up with my bro watching tv. Christmas Day got all the stuff I wanted and more, watched the Up In Smoke tour video I got for my bro, Had dinner, Played Smackdown 2 that I got from my bro, Pete and Dean came round (again, I guess their families don’t want em around even on Christmas or something like that) I called everyone from college to wish em a Merry Christmas, watched tv, played Smackdown 2, ended night watching Raging Bull in my bro’s room, before going to bed.
Boxing Day, again, Pete and Dean are round, as is LeeBan and Francis. I really do wonder if their families give a shit about em. I mean, its Christmas, and they still go out. I mean, maybe they don’t understand what the whole thing of Christmas entails (eating, drinking, falling asleep, being with your family, turkey sandwiches, cheesecakes and gateau, mince pies, the Queen’s speech, Bond Movies) but they should be at home, not bothering us. Motherfuckers. I really do think their families are either fucked up or just don’t care about their kids or some shit. Anyway, Get a call from Kat Rachel, asking if I wanna go up London with some people. Say sure, why not? Stay up all night playing Smackdown 2. 27th, sleep in late, get call from Matt asking if I still want to go up London, Rachel’s out of it with flu as is Zoe, I say let’s see what happens, but Yes for now. Watch tv, play Smackdown through the night.
Yesterday, decided against going up London because of cold weather and ice, arrange with Matt and Stu to go round Matt’s and hang out for the day. So, go to Orpington station, meet Stu, Matt comes along, we go shopping for stuff for the day with his mum, go back to his place. Watch fast Times at Ridgemont High. Go to watch Clerks, fall asleep after half an hour of the movie. Wake up towards the end of American Beauty. Thank the guys for not waking me up. Hang around for a while, Matt’s dad gets in, gives us a lift, drops us off in Bromley, we go wandering around, Matt buys a CD, We go talk to Matt’s bud Chris in Foot Locker, then go have a browse in Next, run into Mark from my old school, then Madhouse, then JJB Sports, spot some trainers I like, wander further down and go into First Sport, spot another pair of trainers I like, have a look in LilyWhites with Stu, while Matt goes to McDonalds for a drink. Run into Mark again, have a chat with him. Look in Virgin Megastore, point out Clerks for £3, Run into Jake from old school, call my dad and ask for him to pick me up, go back to First Sport, go to JJB Sport, decide on trainers at First Sport, go buy em. Walk out, the tags still on em, get tag taken off, Matt goes his way, I go to the top of the mall with Stu, he goes off to the bus station. Wait around for my dad, get lift, listen to Radio 1 on way home, get in, have soup, watch some tv, fall asleep watching American Beauty. Wake up today, watch tv, call Matt, discuss what to do for New Years, Go to call Shaz, its engaged, start typing this up.

Notes: I’m not sure what day it was, but at some point before X-Mas I had an argument with trish because I said it was crappy that her friends only got her a bath set and a t-shirt for X-Mas. She got mad, got some of the mindless automatons she calls friends to bitch at me. Which I found quite funny, due to the fact one of them that bitched at me was this dude Jhonathan didn’t even get Trish a present, and instead gave her his bracelet to look after until he gets back from holiday and can buy her a proper one. The fact he is going to buy her, or bring her back a present from his holiday is frankly stupid. Because the fact is, it won’t be a Christmas present. It’ll just be a present. But considering this is the dipshit who couldn’t construct a sentence correctly, swore every other line and even typoed his curse words, to me its clear the kid ain’t exactly going to push Thomas Edison of his perch in history. Then, I think it was X-Mas Eve, Ashley sent me a bunch of abuse on MSN. Thing is, I only read it when I came back from having dinner, so any effect it was meant to have was rendered kind of moot because I wasn’t around to actually receive it as it should have been. So I just copied and pasted it in an e-mail and sent it back to her, saying “I believe this is yours.” It was kinda funny that Trish is always bitching about a conspiracy against me, yet she then gets her little rag tag gang of … I can’t think of anything else, so I’ll just say misfits. Her rag tag gang of misfits to rally round the family with a pocket full of shells… no wait, that’s a song… rally round me and chew me out. I found it funny personally that one of these drones who saw fit to bitch at me was this dude called Jhonathan, supposedly Trish’s best friend. I found it odd at first that in all the time I had knew Trish I had never heard this dude’s name mentioned once, and considering I have been talking to Trish since like March, that’s pretty bizarre. Anyway, someone doesn’t just suddenly become your best friend, it happens over time. And anyway, I thought Jose was her best bud. And I had never read about him before in her diary.
So yeah, this best friend of Trish’s who I had never heard of had some nerve to bitch at me. Especially since as a supposed best friend, he hadn’t even got Trish a X-mas present. Instead he gave her a bracelet of his and said he would get her something on holiday or when he got back. To me, that is lame. First off, you should get something for your best bud for X-mas, not just give them something you already own. Secondly, it is lame and also stupid to buy a present for them afterwards, since by the time he gets back, it wont be Christmas. But this is the dude who couldn’t talk to me constructively, made whole sentences of curse words, and even spelt those curse words wrong. Throw in the fact he is homophobic and a hypocrite because of that (Trish is bi, yet he is cool with that, yet he has homophobia towards people), the fact he is clearly misguided and judgmental (because I am not gay and he didn’t even talk with me for a long enough amount of time to gauge that I wasn’t that way orientated) and ignorant (because he thinks that homosexuality is something to be mocked and used as an insult), and you have the Portrait of an American Moron, to paraphrase a Marilyn Manson album title. Which brings me to another point. You know Trish, if it wasn’t for me, you wouldn’t even know shit about Marilyn Manson’s music before he went solo, yet you fail to even credit me with introducing you to the song “Suicide Snowman”. Shame on you Trish, shame on you. You think Manson is the shit, but you hadn’t even heard of his early material until I gave you the 411. Then I don’t even get credit. Tsk, tsk.
Ok, I’m gonna rant on Trish for a bit here, since its my web page, my thoughts, and my opinion, so if you got a problem with free expression, go fuck off and do something else. Ok, anyway, here we go. Has anyone else noticed how Trish’s site changes from guy to guy? And how frequent she changes from guy to guy? I mean, first she was all high on Luis, then we he shot her down she was like “Luis sucks”. Well hey Trish, you didn’t even get to know him for one thing. Relationships need to be based on an established friendship, not your buds passing notes to him for you because you ain’t got the guts to just go up to him, sit down, and say hello. So what did you expect? In the space of two weeks you went from how cute he was to what an asshole he is. Well, you didn’t even talk to him or try to get to know about his personality. So to expect him to dig you, or even go out with you, based on you staring at him and your friends passing notes is just plain nonsensical.
Then there was Mike Salvetti, the dude you saw on the rebound from Luis. He showed an interest in you, and you clutched at it like a rubber ring in the sea. Drowning in your depression from Luis’s rejection, the fact a dude saw something in you made you click to him like a light switch. So then it was All Mike, All Day, Same Mike Time, Same Mike Channel. Hey, just cause a guy says he thinks you look nice in skirts don’t mean he wants you in a relationship. Shit, he probably didn’t even know you that well and was just going on what he saw. I mean shit, I say to girls stuff like “You have really beautiful eyes”, “I like your top”, “I like your trousers”, “Nice shoes” and things like that all the time. It’s just an observation, doesn’t mean I want them. Then Mike shot you down and you got pissy about that. Then you did what you did to me recently to him then: got everyone to bother him, just because he turned you down. Then you wondered why he got mad. Well gee, people don’t take to kindly to being harassed just because of their opinions and feelings. He didn’t want you; you should have dealt with that and got on with your life, not harass him for feeling the way he chose to feel.
Then you had this dude Chris, Mike’s bud, extend a hand to you. Cue Dennis Rodman, because we got a rebound here. I mean, from the start, weren’t you suspicious this dude who is a bud of the dude you just pissed off was being all nice and sweet to you? I mean, to me it was suspect, and I even said that to you. I said something wasn’t right, because no man turns on his friends for a chick. It’s like a universal rule. And so Chris told you what you wanted to hear. He said that Mike would have to go through him to get to you, he told you I was an asshole for intervening so you would sway to his side and not listen to my sense, he basically fed you bullshit. And in the end, the rule rang true: Chris went cold on you like liquid nitrogen, hung with Mike, and you had got played like violin. You should have seen it coming since he WAS a good pal of Mike’s, and I guess he still is. But you got played, because you rebounded into what you thought were his open arms, when in my opinion they were only open because Mike asked him to do so. You even put pics of Chris on your site and put “My Obsession” above them. And you had only known him for like 12 days before you fell for him, then like 10 days later he went cold on you. Can we say “rushed job”? But nevertheless, you got bitter and pissed off because Chris shot you down. And you know what? I told you something was right, and I was right all along. I told you so. And it was just a shame you didn’t do what Chris did: stick with your friends rather than chancing it on someone you liked.
Now we have this joker Jhonathan. Now earlier, when I spelt it like this, you might have thought it was a typo. But no, his name is really spelt Jhonathan. Not Johnathan, or Jonathan, or even the rare Jonothan. But Jhonathan. The way I figure, his parents were either too lazy to find a proper exotic, different name like Amaru, too drunk to spell it right on the birth certificate correctly and have since been winging it like they intended to spell it that way, or maybe they are dyslexic, in which case I am sorry to hear that they are dyslexic. It’s an unfortunate condition to have and I am sorry that you have it. That aside, Now Trish has removed her pics of Chris and instead has put a graphic on her site which reads “I MISS YOU JHONATHAN”. This is the switch over, and now Trish is gonna preach J’s name to high heaven’s as she falls for him, if she hasn’t already. And you know she will, if she hasn’t already because Chris’s pics are gone. And as they say, “Out with the old, in with the new.” Plus I had never heard of J before I found out she was Trish’s new best friend. It’s funny, because she will curse out Ryan, Mike, Chris, Karen and everyone else before she will mention her friends. Strange that. Plus he was never in her diary entries. That’s also mildly strange. Then add the fact I had never heard of Luis, or Mike, or Chris until Trish had taken a fancy to them, and its pretty clear that she’s digging J. Then add the fact she has swore to Jhonathan she won’t speak to me, and its pretty much solid. Well, review all the above cases of Trish’s infatuations above. Makes you wonder doesn’t it? Well, really, all the best to Trish, have a happy New Year and all that good stuff. But for God’s sake, slow this thing with Jhonathan down, because track records show that you have rushed relationships before and crapped out. You want J, slow it down and get to know him to make sure he’s the guy you want.
Because frankly, for all the nasty, callous, pointless and immature things you have done to me (which included calling me a paedophile, which I still think was pretty shitty since I hadn’t done anything to warrant that, especially nothing to fit that description. I mean, asshole, shit head, cunt, motherfucker, cockless shit eater, those were all open for use and all, yet you chose to put me down as a child molester… that was just plain nasty), of all the messed up shit you have done over the months… I still want the best for you. Sure, you have pissed me off in the past, but everything fades eventually, so I don’t bear you any ill will. So in closing, if Trish reads this, hope you had a Merry Christmas and I hope you have a Happy New Year. For everyone else reading, same goes for you. I hope you all had a kick ass Christmas, and are ready to party like it’s a year ago. Happy New Year all of you, and to all a good night!

22.12.00

It’s Friday. It’s three days ‘til Christmas. And I am being a lazy bastard. Ain’t life grand? Heh, anyway, let’s recap from last Thursday evening until now. Had a chat with Shaz, which was cool. Shaz is cool to talk to. She had like a lad’s mentality to stuff, which is good. I don’t have to mollycoddle her or act different around her like I have to with some girls. So it’s cool to have a girl who’s like one of the lads. It also means I can get a girl’s perspective on stuff without bullshit. So yeah, Shaz rules, party on.
Friday was fairly standard. Sleep late; watch movies in bed, usual stuff. Had a chat with Matt in the evening. He’s also cool. We get on well I think. I might really try and get back into drumming, then Matt, Shaz and I could have a little band. Just meet up sometimes and jam. That would be nice. Anyway, Matt and I talked about his day, my day, college, people at college, people in our group, music, and general stuff. So that was good. Not much else notable on Friday. Let’s move on.
Saturday I had an argument with Trish online. I think I got pissed because she doesn’t try to improve her situation in life and just bitches about things. She says she dislikes this girl Karen, yet she buys Karen a present. Ryan is supposedly pretty mean to her a lot of the time breaking stuff she owns and so on, yet she gives him cookies and strangely, feeds him at lunch. Later in the evening my modem burnt out, so I watched TV. Stayed up til about 2, hit the hay. Woke up a bit after 1 pm and helped clean the house. Lay in bed again afterwards, watched tv, sorted out if Stu was going to IT or not. Chatted to Matt after that, stayed up til about 4 watching tv and doing some ironing.
Monday, woke up about 8:30, got washed, dressed, sorted, went round to bank. Took out money and went to Bromley. Went to HMV, bought both Rachels their presents, went to Jewellers, bought 5 gram 9kt gold curb bracelet for Madelyne, then went to walk down the high street to get a bus. Bought some wrapping paper and labels. Then I remembered that I had to get Jenna something, and decided since I had just missed my bus, I’d pop in Army and Navy. Bought her some Chanel No 5. Crossed road, got bus to Orpington. Go to college. Got to Common Room, sat down with Roz, Shaz, Luke and Stu. Realised I needed tape, went to WH Smith but couldn’t find the tape there, went to bank again, got out some more dough, went to Woolworths, bought scissors and tape. Ran into Kev. Went back to Common Room, gave Stu his pressie. Gave Matt his pressie. Wrapped Mad’s and Jen’s gifts. Gave em to them at the start of Psych. Audible gasps and “Oh my God!”’s were heard. Mad had a bit of trouble with the wrapping. Heh. I hate wrapping presents; I’m crap at it. Anyway, did test in lesson. Did it, went on break. Sat down with the gang in the Common Room, had a pic taken of me in a Santa hat. Me and Matt held (Kat) Rachel still for a pic, but she still tried to ball up. Went back to lesson. Wrapped both Rachels gifts. Lesson ends, go wait by lifts. Run into (Kat) Rachel. Give her gift. She gives me mine. Go look outside for other Rachel, go back inside. Run into Matt and Shaz, see Briney and Connor, and ask if they had seen (Punk) Rachel. They say yeah. Me, Matt and Shaz wait outside. Run into John. He says she left ages ago for the train. Me and Matt go wait for bus. Get on bus. Go back to Matt’s house. Nice place. Meet his mum and sister. His mum was cheery. That was cool. Browse net, download “Kashmir” for Matt to have a listen of, look up some stuff on the Undertones for Matt, listen to some of his tunes, leave.
Get dropped off at the train station by his mum. Go to Charing Cross. Het underground to Tottenham Court Road. Go into Astoria. Pretty empty for a gig. Sit down and talk for a while. Support act Chester comes on. Pretty good. I would pay to go see em again. “Light in the City” and “I’ll Be Your Boy” were pretty good. Matt liked the seventies blaxploitation riff of “Light in the City”. After their set, the place starts to fill up. By the time the ‘Tones come on, the place is pretty much packed. They open with Jimmy Jimmy, which was cool. I really enjoyed the gig, and although not as good as the Amen one I went to, it was still cool. They played “You Got My Number (Why Don’t You Use It?” and “Teenage Kicks” twice. And since my fave ‘Tones track is “You Got My Number…” and Matt’s is “Teenage Kicks”, it was a good night. I’d give it *** ¾ stars, because although it was good, it wasn’t a four star gig and also the absence of “Hard Luck” on the set was pretty shitty. But considering most of em are in their mid-thirties it would be shitty to expect em to put on a show like Amen or Raging Speedhorn. Although I had never seen a middle aged mosh pit until that night… Shame they only had one support act. Anyway, after the gig, leave, go back to Matt’s, mess around on his comp for a while, have a look at his bedroom, head back downstairs and go to bed.
Tuesday, woken at 7 by Matt, get washed and dressed, walk to bus stop. He gets the bus to Orpingtion for college, I get a bus to Bromley. Get to Bromley, get 227 back to my house. Go to sleep about 9:45, wake up at 11. Man from up the road is fixing the comp. Printer not working. Bummer. Get washed and dressed AGAIN, get lift to college. Run into (Kat) Rachel and Luke. We all go sit in the Common Room. Rachel leaves after a while and Luke tells me about the Hitchhiker’s Guide To The Galaxy. Reads me some. I wander off intermittently for food and to see if Punk Rachel is around. I felt a little bad doing that to Luke, but I don’t think he minded too much. I hope not at least. Luke is pretty laid back and decent. Good intentions. Eventually I do catch up with Punk Rachel outside the college and give her her pressie. Get a hug. Hugs are nice. Kate says “I love Declan”. Piqued my interest. Its cool people love me. Go back inside to talk to Luke. Leave after 10 minutes to go outside and tell Kate that because I didn’t know what she wanted for X-Mas, I’ll get her some tickets for the NME tour show at the Astoria and she can keep my Amen CD. She picks me up and hugs me and spins me around. Cool. Kate rocks. Head back inside, sit down with Luke, Matt and Shaz appear shortly afterwards. Shaz gives me my pressie and I give her the gift I got her. Hugs exchanged. I have kept the note she wrote me along with the gift for sentimental reasons. It means a lot to me, so I’m not gonna write what it says on here.
Anyway, off to English, where we review the tests we did two weeks ago. Got highest in the class with a B/B+ mark. Chat to Shaz for most of lesson. Talk to Karen and ask what Jen’s and Mad’s reactions to my gifts were. Allegedly they might give em back to me because they consider the gifts too much, in the monetary sense. Feh, its only money. I don’t know why people are so hung up over it. Isn’t a person worth more than some perfume? I ask you, really. If they do try give em back I’ll just tell them that I won’t take them back, and that they are worth more than perfume and a bracelet, so I don’t see what the big deal is about. It might have pissed off Jenna’s man I got her some Chanel, when, and I quote “My boyfriend will just give me a fiver and say “Have that’”. So that might be a cause for her to worry and wonder, but fuck it, if they got some tight secure relationship going on, as the saying goes, money can’t buy you love, so it shouldn’t be a problem. I dunno, some people are just hard to figure out. Continuing on, sit down with Shaz in the Common Room after English so she won’t be alone, have a chat, get a pic with Shaz and me. Rachel comes along a little after that, and Luke arrives too. After a while, I decide to head home. Give Shaz a hug, Give Rachel a hug, then head out. Run into Latoya, get a hug from her, head off to bus stop. Go to Bromley, buy a new Amen CD for myself, come home. Chill out, watch tv, enjoy my winter break while it lasts. Last three days have been totally lazy for me, where I have just laid in bed til the evening, woke up, browsed the net, then went to bed and watched a movie. Wednesday I did call up Matt and have a chat though, which was cool. Had a chat with Shaz last night. Everyone kept interrupting. Fucking arseholes can’t give a man some peace. Had a blaze last night with my bro watching Kevin and Perry Go Large. Mad film. Went to bed. Now its Friday. And I ain’t got shit to do.
Other stuff of note: Got some cards from Mads and Jen, John, Rachel, Matt, Luke, Stu, and Shaz. I didn’t buy any cards this year because I have been busy and also didn’t think of em. The albums that people got me are really cool, so I wanna thank Rachel, Matt and Stu for them. They rock. Also, this week, four people said they love me, which totally made my year (what’s left of it anyway). So thanks out to Shaz, Latoya, Kate, Mad and Jen, you are all totally bitchin chicks to know. I have spent like £280 this year on gifts, but I don’t regret it. It was cool to get gifts for people in a showing of how much you like em. Selfless deeds rule. The weather has been more rain than snow, and it totally blows. Fucking global warming. I can’t eat most of the food in my house because it’s all being saved for Christmas. Stupid food.
In a side note, I cannot fucking believe how insecure and cautious chicks are about their weight. Trish has anorexia nervosa, and after just eating like some cookies and sausages declares “I feel fat”. Kitty somehow manages to get by in the summer months by just eating crackers and drinking coke. And I remember Stephanie once saying she hadn’t eaten all day, and upon my suggestion of “go get something to eat then” she replied “nah, I’ll eat tomorrow.” Now, I like a girl to be fit and toned as much as the next guy, but I don’t want a chick that doesn’t eat. I mean, it would suck to go on a date with them to a restaurant.

Hey Honey, what do you want from the menu?

I ’ll just have a salad.

A salad? That all? Sure you don’t want anything else?

Naw, I’ll have the salad.

What would you like to drink then? I hear the Rosemont Chiraz is great here. Good vintage.

Naw, I’ll just have a glass of water.

Now, if I’m going on a date with someone, my male hormones insist I spend some cash in order to impress my date. Now water and salad, damn, I could get that from a petrol station! Fuck going to The Royal Gardens, I’ll just go for dinner with my lady at a Shell garage! You know what I mean? I’d probably end up force-feeding em lobster thermador or something! But seriously, I don’t know why girls like starving emselves. I mean first off, if a guy is meant to like you, he should like you for your personality, not just cause you have a skinny ass. It’s nice to have a fit girlfriend, but it’s not necessary. I could dig a chick if she was cool to be around and a good person, even if she wasn’t some pretty little waif. And any guy that is so superficial just to fall for a chick just cause she is fine is clearly thinking with his head, but not the one on his neck. It’s just so wack that chicks starve emsleves. It’s not right.
Had a chat with Kitty about Trish. She said its perfectly normal for a teenage girl to hate themselves, have an eating disorder, and think they are ugly and unwanted. Now, I dunno about anyone else, but I didn’t hate myself, have an eating disorder, or think I’m ugly or unwanted. I disliked other people, ate what I wanted and didn’t, and still don’t care, what I look like all that much. And I didn’t care for being popular and loved all that much, because I wanted friends who wanted to hang with me because of who I am, not just my name value. Plus I would have had to like shitty bands like Limp Bizkit and (Post Life Is Peachy) Korn. And I don’t care for being something I’m not. Anyway, aren’t we taught the basic value of liking someone for who they are not what they are? So really you shouldn’t feel the need to be popular, just who you are. Someone’s got a problem with you, fuck em, it’s their problem to have. Not yours. So for anyone out there who feels obligated to diet because other people do it or suggest it, or for anyone who just listens to the shit everyone else does, just to be part of the in crowd, grow a backbone and be yourselves. And if your friends don’t like you then, then they were never your friends, they were just urchins clinging on, like you were. Three cheers for individuality!
I’m gonna shut up now and go watch tv and have some chow. And before I forget, I hope everyone out there has a fucking excellent Christmas, and a kick ass new year. Til Next Time, Make Mine Marvel!

14.12.00
This update is ahead of schedule, but so what? It's my fucking site, I'll do what I want. I'll do another update Sunday or something. Anyway, it's Thursday, It's 11 minutes past 9 in the a.m. I should be in my psychology lesson. I'll explain why I am not later. Anyway, Saturday was a lazy day as I didn't go anywhere, and Sunday I worked all day on my college stuff. Stayed up til 2 a.m. to do my English work. I only caught the main event of Armageddon, and from what I saw it was an ok. Main event, but nothing really special. They had some neat spots throughout the match, but I have to say that the Undertaker's "chokeslam" on Rikishi resembled more of a little shove than an actual choke slam. But not many people can lift 424 pounds with one arm, so it is understandable. Anyway, Monday I went in for my English, but it was cancelled, so I woke up early for nothing. And I stayed up late for nothing also really. So that sucked. Hung around with Rachel and Matt in the common room for a while. Rachel is really cool. She doesn't like Amen though. But she's entitled to her opinion. And anyway, she is such a star it doesn't matter. I need to tell her about the King Prawn gig in Kingston later on. I'll call her this evening or something. Anyway, then eventually Stu, Shaz and James joined us, as did Bailey if my memory serves me. It doesn't usually, but anyway, I think it was Bailey. Then Stu and I went to I.T, which was extremely boring. Steve, the tutor, chatted for an hour solid about something he could have explained in 5 minutes. The only entertaining thing was me and Stu chatting to each other. Then when that was over, we went back to the common room. We bitched about the boring lesson. Madelyne came over and there wasn't a chair around, so I gave up mine for her to sit on, and got myself another one from another part of the room. Madelyne was quite shocked. No one had ever gave her their seat before. She seemed quite touched by the gesture. Anyway, we all started chatting and the conversation led to Limp Bizkit and Christina Aguilera, a group and a singer I do not like. I said that Limp crapped all over their rock image by performing along side Aguilera at the MTV Awards, swapping their credibility for media attention. Mike raised a point that it was smart to do because it creates media attention to them, but Matt agreed with me that while it got them attention, it also screwed over the perception that some of their fans had of them that they were a credible rock act by performing with a teen queen. Madelyne, Stuart and I eventually got left by ourselves when Mike left, and Shaz and Matt went off to the bank and post office. Mad 2 is really cool. And a fox. Anyway, Psych was easy as all we had to do was total up the scores from our questionnaires, then find the range, median, and mean of the scores. Went to Petts Wood, bought some tights and an eyeliner pencil. Went to Bromley, bought some ivory face powder and some black eye shadow. Came home, called Shaz, she was in the bath, got a call from Rachel (Kat Rachel, not the Rachel mentioned earlier in this entry) and chatted to her for a while. I told her about my inability to get black lipstick and she said she had some she could lend me. Came online had a look around some sites, logged off. I did have a short chat with Trish, but not much came of it. Had a chat with Ryan and he sent me his pic. He is such a dude. He looks all GQ cover smooth. Greg looks like Hugh Morrus, but he is still a decent bud. Cut up the tights I bought and made some holes in em. Stuck my make up and stuff in my bag. Went to bed. Tuesday, Went in for film studies. Easy lesson. Test was ok. Got 15 out of 20. Copied John for most of it. Heh. Wandered off to WH Smith, then came back and played on Marvel vs Capcom. After a while sat in common room when everyone else got out of their lessons. Tried to do my own make up in the men's room. It turned crappy. Washed it all off, got Shaz to do it for me in the common room. Powder was waste of money. Got all done up thanks to Shaz. Had red contacts in, dark black make up around my eyes, black lipstick, black nail polish, black tights on my arms, my Punisher tee, black jeans, and a black sweater wrapped around my waist. Went to toilets. When I was coming out of the toilets, I bumped into James. Scared him. Lots of stares in my direction. Went to English. Lots of stares and questions there. Chanelle showed me how utterly shallow she is by asking stupid and pointless questions in an attempt to humiliate me based on my appearance, while really it just displayed how superficial she is. It's a shame really. Anyway, we looked at dialects, accents and fairy tales and how they have changed over the years. Left lesson. Sat down with Shaz in common room for a while and she touched up my make up. Went outside and told Jack to tell Katie I was sorry I couldn't get her a ticket for Amen. Went back inside. Hung with Shaz and Laura for a while then left. Got bus to Bromley. Looked around there for a while. Hung around. Went to Victoria. Got train to Oxford Circus. Got train to Tottenham Court Road. Wandered around for a bit. Went into Virgin Megastores. Got directions to Astoria. Found it. Got in line for gig. Waited an hour and a half in the rain. Sheltered, mind you. Didn't get too wet. Got given several flyers for clubs and stuff. Even got a four track sampler tape of Disturbed. I kept mine, although most other people just trod on theirs. There was an attractive girl in line whose name I caught to Rebecca. Pretty. Anyway, got into gig, got ticket, bought the second to last REFUSE AMEN T-shirt, got a 7Up, watched from balcony. Charger was good, but not too remarkable. Following them was Raging Speedhorn. They rocked. I am now a Raging Speedhorn Fan. The sheer energy they had was amazing. One of the guitarists and the bassist kept having like these guitar duels. It was pretty sweet. They really did rock. Anyway, following that, I went for a leak, got a drink, went down to the pit and got pretty close to the front. The Clash's London Calling was a sing along before Amen took to the stage. To say they were fucking amazingly awesome would be a huge fucking understatement. From Mayday to Piss Virus to Downhuman to Refuse Amen to The Last Time, they had the audience in the palm of their hand. One of the coolest moments for me personally was when Casey was taking requests, and he pointed right at me and asked me what I wanted him to sing. I was gobsmacked he noticed me and didn't say anything, so he pointed to someone else and got their request. I did freeze up like a spaz, but its not everyday one of your personal idols picks you out of a crowd literally. Also a total mark out moment was when Casey got one of the Security guys, pointed out into the crowd, and just as the security guy and everyone turned around to see what he was pointing at, presumably someone being carried by the crowd, he leapt right over the guards head onto the crowd. I managed to pat him on the shoulder and grab at him a bit, as you would do, and that was cool. After that he climbed up onto the speaker stack, which was about 15 feet high, and jumped of in what was a "HOLY SHIT" moment for me. The band ended up doing four encores because we kept chanting for more, and I have to say that it was really cool. The finished with The Last Time, where once again Casey bladed up his arm and climbed the speaker, pointing at us all and shaking his finger at us as he held the mic with his bleeding arm, jumped down from the stack and built to a totally awesome finish. The sing a longs of the night came with Piss Virus, Refuse Amen, Mayday, CK Killer (which was the opener), and Everything Is Untrue. For my money, I would give it **** 1/2, half taken off because they didn't sing Under The Robe. But the rest was absolute gold. I am going to go the to NME tour show at the Astoria next February and see em again, alongside Alfie, JJ72 and another one of the bands I saw recently, Starsailor. I am going to get tickets for Kate for that one. I'm meant to go see the Undertones with Matt next Monday at the Astoria too. Anyway, all in all, Tuesday ruled. Yesterday however, bit the big one. I went into college for my one Wednesday lesson, and it was cancelled. On the way there I bought the new issue of Kerrang! which has a free calendar and some wrapping paper with it. So anyway, I went to KFC and got some food, went back to the common room and shortly after that Matt arrived. We both had a read through Kerrang! and then after that, Luke came by, We sat and talked, and then Mike arrived. Then after that, Shaz arrived. She was rather giggly. We all sat and chatted for a while, and then we left. I got a bus to Bromley and went into Virgin. But before that, I narrowly avoided Bernie, Sam (a girl Sam, not a boy one), Will and Matt Everest from my old school. I am pretty sure they didn't see me, which is just as well since I couldn't deal with em these days anyway. Too superficial and fake. It makes me sound really judgmental saying this, but after three years of being around them in Coopers, I got a good handle on their personalities. And honestly, for all the grades they get, they live tiny little insular lives, a microcosm perpetuated by the fact they are content to exist in this little world they have fashioned for themselves and never wanting to expand their horizons for fear that it might shatter the fragile little glass bubble they live in. No growth as they do not allow any outside influences into invade their environment. And personally, I think that is sad, as they do not try anything new. That lack of growth is not conducive towards growing maturity. And that is kinda scary to think about. No growth emotionally as individuals because they are too scared to rock the boat. That is kind of disturbing to me. Anyway, now I have vented my thoughts on them, lets continue. Went to Glades, ran into Mike again. We hang around for a while, and then head off to HMV. On the way also spot Chaz and Claire from my old school, but they don't spot me either. Just as well really. I don't mind Chaz at all, don't get me wrong, I think he is a top bloke. But its just awkward when I'm in college now and he is still in Coopers. Then you throw in the fact he is with Claire, who is part of the group I mentioned above who dare not change, and it would be even more awkward. So anyway, off to HMV, buy the Amen single. Has three exclusive tracks on it. Then to JD Sports, First Sport, Foot Locker, Gadget Shop, Madhouse, Beatties, then back to the Gadget Shop looking for a fingerboard skate park, then to Toy Stack, then to another shop where Mike bought his mum's present, to Argos, to FootPath where we look at some of the wooden dragons and other things, then to Woolworths, to Atlantis, to Gap, to another shop where he got his Dad a present. I do remember the names of the shops where he got the presents, but I think it would be inappropriate to mention where he got stuff. Then we went to the bus stop, had a chat about girls and our lives and stuff. Got bus, came home, watched some tv. Went upstairs with my bro and Ant and watch tv there. Came back downstairs to go to bed. Ray comes down and starts hassling me, then he gets Ant to hassle me. They hold me down and start to tickle me and stuff like that. I try to get em off me and manage to push Ray off at one point, and slap him lightly a few times. This continues for a while as they harass me while I am in my bed, and eventually the are holding me down, and my brother raises his hand up in the air and slaps me right on the side of my face, really fucking hard. My slaps were only light ones and plus he was able to roll with them. When you are lying on a bed, you can't roll with slaps when your face is flat, with the side of your head on the bed. They leave after a while, and my brother comes back with a piss poor and lame "I'm sorry" which had all the emotion of Al Gore. I tell him to get out and try to go to bed. Manage to do so. Today, wake up, start doing psych work whilst my bath fills. Look in mirror. Have a big red line of burst blood vessels along my cheekbone, Resolve not to go into college. Stay home. Here I am. At home. Typing this. I'm gonna stop now. Just before I do, I’ll also note that I am getting some pics developed soon as I waste another five shots of my camera, and then I’ll put some up on here. Interestingly enough, I have one of me from last week wearing basically the saem outfit as I did to the Amen gig, but ungoth, and another one of me all gothed up. Make an interesting comparison. ‘Til next time. Lataz.

9.12.00
Hey, how you doin'? Yes, time for my update, you lucky, lucky bastards. Lets see what I can remember from the blur that has been my week. Bluewater was pretty cool on Sunday. I ended up buying a Punisher tee from a comic/sci-fi shop there, with the big Punisher skull on it. Matt and Stu bought me my presents. Shaz's friend Dawn seems nice, but talked quite a bit. But other than that, she seemed really nice. The hot dogs at Bluewater are tasty. The lights on the pond outside looked nice. The swans were also quite nice, and added to the atmosphere. Me and Matt waited in the freezing cold for about twenty to thirty minutes for a bus. Saw Zoe from my English class while we waited for a bus. She didn't notice me, which was cool, since I don't like her that much anyway. I don't know her too well, but word of mouth and the few interactions between us have generally been sour, so on that basis I don't like her all that much. I don't dislike her all that much, but I dislike her more than I like her. Get it? Anyway, the fact she could wear a skirt in such cold shocked me, and made me laugh a little bit. I even managed to squeeze a dirty joke out of it. Anyway, I got the bus eventually, and me and Matt had a chat on the way back to Bromley. Matt is a dude. He really is. Got to bus stop, got off bus, saw the bus I wanted right behind the bus I had got off, then saw it drive off to the next stop. Luckily, traffic lights intervened. I sprinted to the next stop and got the bus in time, and waved by to Matt out the window. It had been a good, if long, day. Came home, watched some tv, crashed out. Um, Monday went in late because English was cancelled and I hate I.T so I skipped it, and went in for Psych. before that though, I went in an hour early to hang with everyone. Saw Rachel, we exchanged hello's and how are you's, and that was it. Shame really. I enjoy talking to her, but it seems like we do it less now. I need to make an effort to talk to her more. However I do worry that if I say something, Spike will think it is really stupid and dis me, which I don't need. I don't know if Spike would do that, since I don't know Spike that well, but nevertheless, I feel as though we are drifting apart, and we have only known each other for a short time anyway. So yes, I need to talk to Rachel more. Anyway, Psych was just Psych really. I must say though, that Jenna has got to be one of the absolute nicest people out there. She is the antithesis of the stereotype of a "trendy". She's not blonde, she's not self absorbed, she doesn't exclude you or ignore you, she's nice, she can be self-deprecating, and above all she never seems to be down. Understandably really, since she is gorgeous, has a man, has money, and is popular. But still, she is a really nice person and I will be sad to see her go when this year of college is over.
Anyway, enough gushy crap, lets get on with it. Psychology was by the numbers really. I gave Katie my Amen CD to borrow at the start of the lesson, and her and Kev shared an intense stare. Not the kind of loving, eyes locked in passion moment, but more a "You are a goth. Blech" stare from Kevin and a "Why are you staring at me?" stare from Katie. I don't see the two becoming fast friends too soon. Myself, Steve, Matteo and Kevin put together a Likert Scale on people's views on legalising cannabis. Finished that up, had break, went back to class. We all bundled into three lifts, me in one, Kev in another and Matt and Steve in another. I got to the second floor before them, Kev second, Matt and Steve third. Then for the rest of the lesson me and Matt talked about Tupac songs and occasionally Steve and Kev would chime in, but they were involved in their own convo. Then I went home. Came home, fell asleep after about two or three hours. You know, Love II Love by Damage is a really good song.
Tuesday, met two of Briney's friends, Lorina and Tom. I don't know if I spelt her name correctly, but it is pronounced Luh-ree-nuh. We all walked down together, with Briney talking to Lorina and me talking to Tom. A lot of goth types seem to enjoy watching Buffy. Curious. Went in for film studies, pretty good. We mainly read in the lesson now, which is fine by me. Also we got to talk about genres and stuff, and what defines and what we expect from a genre. Had long ass break. Had break, hung around in Orpington for a while, rather unproductive. Hung out with the gang at Lunch, had a chat with Luke. He asked to know about me, so I told him. I think he was mildly shocked. Went to English, did test. I think I failed. No question marks to me means no questions. But I did try to put together an essay. Wrote four sides in an hour and ten minutes. Came home, slept, logged onto check mail and stuff.
Wednesday, Got prepped for college, went in for Psych. Kev had typed up the surveys. We wandered out into Orpington and went to McDonalds for some munch. Matteo faked his surveys, then went back to class. Fuck knows why. Me, Steve and Kev went to their banks, then to the Job Centre and along the way got people to fill out the questionnaires. Well, we filled them out, we just got the answers off of others. Went back to class, class ended, went home. Went to bed about 12.
Thursday, wake up, get sorted out, get train. Ran into Spike and Rachel, walked down with them. Rach gave me a few tokes on her joint, I passed it to Spike, he duly passed it to me after a while, I finished it off. It wasn't great stuff, but it was ok. You could feel it in your system and you got a little buzz off it, but it wasn't like some of the stuff I have had where it gets you silly after like six or seven tokes. Went in to Psych, couldn't do work because we thought Kev had all the surveys. Did homework instead. Matt was also on the stuff I was, and it was pretty entertaining. Jenna was at the front of the class typing something up on the comp and our eyes locked and she smiled one of those smiles that says "Hey." I returned with a slightly warmer "Hello!" smile. Isn't it weird how different smiles can get? Maybe it's because I did Drama for two years, but I read a lot into people's expressions. Anyway, later on in the class Laura and Madelyne walked up to the front of the class and Mad leant over the ront desks (i sit in the second row). Matt got a "Hi", Steve got a "Hi" I got this really nice, warm smile and some heavy eye contact. I tried to speak, but no words came out. Few minutes later, cue break. I get my sandwich and drink, eat it outside while Matt has a fag. All the trendy girls in our class smoke, which actually reminds me of something I read this week, by Scott Keith.

Greetings and salutations from the soon-to-be non-smoking capital of North America. For those who aren't Canadian and thus aren't following the whinefests going on, recent measures by city council here in Edmonton to drastically tighten smoking laws and completely ban it from restaurants (whether indoor or not) have the cancer-lunged self-righteous calling in to Citizen Action lines in droves to complain about "draconian" law-making and freedom of choice being stomped on. As a non-smoker, I offer the following sentiment: Fuck you and chew gum instead. If you're so addicted to nicotine that you can't even go for an hour without shoving a cancer stick into your mouth and annoying those of us with good lungs, then you've got some serious self-control problems. Those who whine about loss of personal freedom tend to completely ignore my personal freedom to breathe clean air while I'm trying to eat. Trust me, once our side successfully legislates yours into submission and has everyone breathing clearly in a few years, you'll thank us.

You go Scott! Anyway, I don't have anything against smokers, but I do think that it would be best for all concerned if cigarettes weren't available. Because although my view is severe, you are paying someone to ultimately deliver you a slow, painful death. but anyway, go back to lesson, do more of homework, meet up with matt and Shaz to go to Bromley. We wait around for Stuart for about 15-20 minutes, then go to Bromley. Shaz buys me two pinkie rings for my Christmas present. Shaz is cool. Buys a wristband for a friend of hers. We go back to college. I go to film studies, leave half an hour early. Get train to Charing Cross, leave umbrella on train by accident, get underground to Euston, go to Straw concert. Starsailor blew my fucking mind out my socks. They rule. They so rule, it’s not funny. They are class. Seriously. They fucking rule. "Fever" was amazing. Anyway, next of the support were Frank and the Walters. Great eighties rock feel good vibe from their stuff. For real now, they have that music that just rocks you. Like Stereo by Tragically Hip or 1979 by Smashing Pumpkins. They also had a large fan base of 30 something’s at the front of the crowd who sang along to the songs, jumped around and even had tees of Frank and the Walters. Pretty cool. Then came Straw. I must say that now I have sung along to Moving to California, live, I can die a happy man. I got a tee halfway through the show, so that was cool. Anyway, when they played their last song a loud chorus of boos came about. one of the runners tried to take down an amp, and he promptly received a "You suck!" chant from me. They came out, did another number, then went backstage again. From 8:30 to about 11:30. Cool gig. Walked to train station, got underground to Victoria, called home. My bro insisted I get the train to Crystal Palace and get a cab home, but I thought to myself, "screw that!” and just got the train back to Gipsy Hill and walked up. Mum was fretting for no reason other than because she can. They were talking how they were all so worried and shit. Why? I called them from Victoria... unless the people that answered were indeed my family, and the people I came home to were Body Snatchers! Eeek! The horror! Anyway, went to bed. Woke up, went in late because English was cancelled, hung out with Matt Rachel and Shaz, then Shaz and Bailey, then Shaz, Bailey and Madelyne 2, then went out to go have a joint with Shaz. Too windy and rainy, came back inside, sat down and chatted to Shaz. Shaz is really cool to talk to. I trust her. Anyway, eventually toddled off to film studies and while walking up the stairs I had this really nice arse about four or five inches away from my face. Nice arse. Turned out to be attached to this girl in my film studies class. Heh. I forget her name, we don’t talk, but anyway, throughout the lesson I caught her looking at me a lot, and a few times our eyes met. It was pretty cool. Maybe she likes me. Heh. Cha right. Anyway, basic lesson, did pie chart dividing up how money is spent from a film budget, went to Bromley, and ran into Bernie from my old school. Just a smile was received. Bloody nerve. Heh. Came home, watched TV, came online, logged off, fucked of to bed. Woke up, started writing this. Now I am going to stop writing it. Until next time, party on.

Notes: I am a fool. I am a blind fool who needs to be more of a misogynist. You know the really nice girl Jenna whom I referred to above? Well after over hearing a convo on Thursday, I have learnt she has 36 E breasts. And you know the scariest part? I never noticed. Not once did I notice. I mean, that’s like Jordan/Kelly Brook proportions, and natural too, AND I DIDN'T FUCKING NOTICE!!! I need to drink some more beer and watch violent movies with a hero who oozes machismo. Rambo is on my list of movies to rent. I can’t believe i never noticed. I didn’t even pay attention to that area much. ah well. I always have been a leg man more than a breast man. Although that is little comfort. Shaz and Kat Rachel said it is good that I didn’t notice, and shows I am not a superficial stereotypical bastard. Or it means I am just a blind fool.
Other notes this week include Trish's boy, or supposed boy, basically ignoring her and copping off with her mate Melly. She is all crushed about it, but I think it is sad but also kinda funny. Its odd since she has got all attached to him in like two weeks and four days (I didn’t keep a record of the days, she did. she informed me of them yesterday. I thought it was cute but sad). Nevertheless, she is hurt over that. Her friend Jose, who is a really cool guy, has gone off of liking mike. He still loves him, but he doesn’t like him anymore. For those who have been through that shit, you understand what I mean when I say he loves him, but doesn’t like him. It’s a shame. Jose is a swell guy and deserves a break. Hopefully he'll meet a guy he can be happy with in the future though. Also this week, Steph and I had a chat. After a while, we decided that we shouldn’t get back together, because my life is hectic and confusing, as is hers, and really it would be more convenience of someone to turn to than actually wanting to be with someone for who they are and all they are. I have English assignments due in for Monday and all of my I.T work. I will do my English later on and my I.T tomorrow. I haven’t got anything planned this weekend due to my lack of funds, and anyway, I’m going to see Amen on Tuesday. There was confusion over my tickets, so we called up, TicketMaster said they must have got lost in the mail, so I am meant to go an hour early to the box office and pick up my ticket. That is cool though, because it will mean I will be at the front of the queue to go in if I get in line as soon as I get my ticket. I’m thinking of getting all gothed up Tuesday. Black Jeans, Punisher T-Shirt, black lipstick, black eyeliner, red contacts, and maybe some other stuff. it could be cool. One night only. Heh.
Oh yeah, I have started e-fedding again. I messaged my old buddy Matt, aka Kain Striker, a few days back and he hooked up me up to this fed. I have only just started and only did my first rp last night, but I think I should do well. When I asked Matt if he liked my rp, I got a resounding "Oh yeah", which I will take as good. If anyone gives a shit, the link is http://www.webspawner.com/users/ihcw2000index/ . Its not great, but big feds demand time I don’t have, and can’t be bothered to give up. I think I will do well here. I haven’t done this stuff since sometime April, so it is still a bit shoddy. My character is Cam Chaos. Anyway, that is all that has happened this week. ‘Til next time… be kind, rewind.

1.12.00
What a wonderful life. Yeah, it's a fucking riot. Monday, go in late to college, miss film studies. Go to Psych. Jenna and Mad had a look at my crucifix. They liked it. So that was good. Need three handout sheets from lessons I have missed. Break. Come back with drink and choc bar. Kev said Jenna had evil eyes. She asked me my opinion. I said she had innocent eyes, but they were probably misleading. Kev said that was a good quip. Left, go home. Not too much of interest on the day that I can remember. I'm not sure, but I just came home and went to bed. I wear myself out. Tuesday, go to studies, uneventful lesson but we did get to watch some of The Birds, the Hitchcock movie. We have a narrative and genre essay in four the 18th. Marvelfuckinglous. Skip English, go to park with Matt, Rachel, Shaz and John. Fuck off home. Again with the sleepage. Wednesday, mum gets lift to doctor's appointment, no ride to train station. Hop out of bath, grab stuff, run out of house due to lateness. Realise halfway there I have forgot my money. Go back home, stay there. Get mad at mum for stealing my ride. Later get told she has multiple sclerosis. So now if the blood clots from the deep vein thrombosis don't fuck up her heart and kill her, the MS will destroy her muscle and nervous system and probably leave her crippled, or at the worst, comatose. No life in her at all. Suck it up, get on with day. Thursday, get train with Rachel, tell her about my predicament in my life, she says I have all her sympathy. She's a good friend. Her and Spike make a nice couple. Psych, Keith hassles me as to why i didn't make it in. I tell her about my mum and say I missed the train, and really it was the best thing because my mum was fragile after coming back from the doc's. Try to be cheery and talk about Wu Tang Clan with Jen and Natalie, and Kittie, Raging Speedhorn and Amen with Kate. Break. Run into Rachel after I go to buy my Sprite. She asks me what's wrong, I look depressed. I try my best to hold it in, but no use and I end up crying. I sit down on the steps and talk to her for a while, and she gives me a hug and says she will call me that night. Go back to Psych. Finish lesson, leave. I still keep noticing Madelyne in my Psych class looking at me in this strange way.... I really am not sure what to interpret from her glances. I should just ask... or get Kev to do it for me. Go to common room and run into Stu. Soon end up running into the rest of the gang and well all sit down for a while and hang out. Shaz goes to bank. I take a pen and ball with me and stick them in Shaz's bag. Group in-joke. If you hadn't read my diary stuff from before it got wiped, you are probably in the dark. Anyway, Go to park with John, Shaz and Matt. Go back college, then go sit in common room and chat. Everyone goes, me and Stu hang around. End up having a theological convo with Zoe when she comes down and sits with us. I talk to Stu about some of the shit that has went on in my past and ask him how people can still think God is so great. You know, I don't know about God, but I know Jesus was a good guy, and look what happened to him. Goes to show you how screwed up everything is. The world is a fucked up place. Only gets worse. Film studies, fall asleep halfway through lesson. Wake up and do test. Jo, my course tutor, says in the future I should get more sleep. After college, go to Bromley, buy my mum and dad's presents. Call up my dad, get lift home. Fall asleep, miss Amen Radio One Session. My family for some reason decided not to turn my radio off all night, and I wake up at 5 am to Stan by Eminem. Friday, wait for train for 50 minutes due to delays on railway. Hop on train, go to Orpington, run into Rachel at station. Her travelcard has run out. She calls her mum as to what to do. the fee is 10 pounds when you don't have a ticket. I offer her my tenner. She says thanks, she'll pay me back. Just then, the barriers open. No need for tickets. Rachel and I rush through. We walk down together. I ask her what she would like for X-Mas. She says I don't need to get her one, she can't get me one cause she is strapped for cash. I say don't worry about it, I have known ya for two months, I consider you a good friend, I'll get ya something. I'm gonna get her the new, and last, RATM studio album, "Renegades". Hang out in rec room and common room for a while. Meet up with Shaz, Stu, Matt, Zoe, and Rachel. Stu, Shaz and I go to the bank and then Dixons. I tell Shaz about my mum. Explain why I have been down. She chats about how she hates England and wants to go out and live in Mauritius when she is older. Stu and I go to our lessons. I go to film studies. Pretty empty class. Watch video about producers and production companies. Go home. Go to bed. wake up at 9:30 pm. Watch tv. Come online. Now I'm here. Notes: wrote poem inspired by the really nice blonde that goes to my college. It's pretty good. Not great, but good. And when you don't have anything else to write about and there is a poetry competition at college, you look for inspiration where you can. Matt and I had a jamming session over the phone, where he played guitar and I sang out of key. It was fun. Matt is a really cool guy. He's a nice, relaxed, down to earth guy, few and far between these days. Both Rachels are really decent. The third Rachel I have come to know, who has braids, also seems nice enough, but I don't know her all that well. I'll reserve my opinion on her until I know her better. But she seems alright to me. John is... obtuse. That’s the only word I can think of. I am meant to lend Kate my new Amen album, but I can't find the CD cover. I'll look for it over the weekend. I have two pieces of work due in Monday. One psych and one english. But since Jane isn't in until Tuesday, I'll put the english one off. I also have my Key Skills IT work due in. Whoopee. God that lesson is fucking boring. On Monday, the dumb bastard wouldn't stop talking about his glasses to Stuart and held us up almost ten minutes. Shaz and Stu finally saw my site Monday. Shaz thought it was decent. Good enough for me. I'm probably gonna get my work out of the way Saturday. Sunday, Matt, Shaz, Stu, Shaz's mate Dawn and I are all going to Bluewater, the biggest shopping centre in Europe, so I'll be unable to get it done then. Shaz has talked a lot of good stuff about Dawn, so if she lives up to her hype she should be a really decent person. Time will tell. Anyway, the last three weeks of my life have been pretty crappy. Let's hope that at some point, things take a turn for the better. Because I am just fucking tired of getting the crap end of everything. Oh, and by the way, this is for Chris, Trish's new boy. HEY PAL, FUCK YOU. YOU GOT A PROBLEM WITH ME, GO SHOVE IT UP YOUR FUCKING ASS YOU PIECE OF SHIT, I DON'T NEED SOME DUMB MOTHERFUCKING PIECE OF TRASH TALKING SHIT ABOUT ME JUST TO GET IN A GIRL'S PANTS. SO SHUT YOUR FUCKING MOUTH, SIT YOUR ASS DOWN IN THE BACK, AND WAIT FOR YOUR GODDAMN FUNERAL, BITCH. AND SINCE TRISH IS TRYING TO PROTECT YOUR ASS BY NOT GIVING ME YOUR SCREEN NAME ON HERE, THAT JUST SHOWS WHAT A PUSSY YOU ARE. SO FUCK YOU. There. I hate to end my diary on a down note, but think of it like Empire Strikes Back. To quote Dante Hicks "That's what life is, a series of down notes". You just have to wait longer for the up notes I guess. Until next time, stay out of trouble that you can get caught for and just say no to any Swedish women who can down 2 pints in 10 minutes. Lataz. 24.11.00
Bad week. Monday, stayed home because I was wrecked from Sunday. Watched American History X. Good film. I advise you all to watch it. In the afternoon my mum told me that my friend Anthony had died earlier in the day. Cried. Anthony was a really nice kid and he didn't deserve his life to be cut short so soon. But I know he is in a better place now, or even if he isn't, at least the pain has stopped for him. Tuesday, went in late to college and missed Film Studies due to train mix up. Hung out with Matt, Rachel, Stu, Shaz, and Luke. Went to English. Then we went out to do a survey. Got few responses. Disappointing. Came home. Did Film Studies essay. Stayed up. Watched "Trading Places". Not Carol Smilie show, Eddy Murphy Comedy Movie. Wednesday, stayed in bed, finished Film Studies essay. Stayed up. Watched "Welcome to the Doll House". Bizarre movie. Thursday, Psychology breezed by. Hung out with guys in the Common Room. Group included me, Stu, Shaz, Matt, Luke, Rachel, John, Nthida, Sam, Sam's buddy, Dan, Madelyne, and Andy. Hung out with Stu after everyone else had went to lessons. Rachel intermittently appeared. Chatted to Zoe a bit. Deet (quite possibly the most annoying girl ever born onto this planet) did attempt to join us at one point, and the look in Matt's face was priceless. Luckily Shaz lead her away. Then when she did return with Shaz, she then left shortly afterwards. After all that, went to Film Studies, handed in essay, discussed narrative some more. Afterwards, went to Bromley with Matt and Rachel. Interesting thing: on the bus, Kate (the goth one I like) had her head resting in someone's lap. Not in the sick, sexual way. Just like sleeping. So I guess she's hooked up with that guy. I dealt. No big worry. Went. Bought presents. Necklace for Shaz. CD and Video Boxed Set of live Rage Against The Machine performances. Bought Stu the new Pitchshifter album. Didn't buy anything for Rachel. Plan to do so next week. Noticed nice gold bracelet in Bromley too. Had pizza with Matt and Rach in Glades. Bought the new Amen and Queens of The Stone Age albums. Went down to Atlantis, played House of the Dead 2. Matt went home, Rach went home and I went home. Good day. Today, went into college at 10:50. Got same train as Briney. It’s odd. All week we have shit weather, and then the day I get the train with Briney, it is nice and sunny. Same thing happened last Friday. I guess that together we bring good weather. Nice thought IMO. We chatted about music, life, the weekend, concerts she is going to, concerts I’m going to, (Straw and Amen, AYWKUBTTOTD was sold out at the ULU)and just general chit chat. Walked down with her. Went to English. Chatted with Stu and Shaz. Did little work. Had hour break, hung with Shaz, Stu and Luke, went off to the fish and chip shop, got some chicken and chips, walked back to college with Bailey in tow, hung around outside with Connor, Briney, Nat and Kate. Went to Film Studies. Basically talked about movies we liked and why all lesson. Left. Hung with Shaz, Dan, LaToya and a few others I didn't get the opportunity to talk to, left, went to WH Smiths. As I was going in, saw Spike and Rachel holding hands. This being punk Rachel. Dismissed it. Got bus to train station. Wwaited for train. Soon Spike and Rachel appeared. Cue Stanley Cup Finals Tonsil Hockey between them both. It was pretty hard to watch, so I didn't. Just hummed "(Everywhere You Go) Always Take The Weather With You" and watched the rain clouds roll. For someone reason, I started smiling. I didn't know why. Got on the train with them. Just kinda smiled and watched them do the Gay Freemasons greeting over and over. Then it came to me why I was smiling. Rachel was smiling. Rachel was happy. So that made me happy. I figure, if she is content, then I should be too. Came home still mildly pissed off. Put sign on my door reading "I HAVE HAD A SHIT DAY LEAVE ME ALONE". Listened to the QOTSA album. Watched some TV. Was shocked to see Alan Davis, one of comic's best pencillers, on ITV promoting the JLA. Had chow. Watched some more TV. Came online. Left comp, watched TV. Came back, then left, watched TV again. And again. And again. Now I'm here. Other notable things this week: Got call from (Kat) Rachel on Tuesday. Asked me what I was doing next summer. Bunch of college people are going to CenterParcs (huge indoor leisure complex in the Midlands) next year, they were wondering if I could come. I said probably, leaning towards yes. I was surprised they were planning so far in advance, but still. Called Shaz after that. Had a chat with her. Then Rachel called me back. We had yet another chat. It was decent. Me and Matt are becoming good buddies. He's pretty good at playing guitar. And he can sing too. I figure I can write songs for him. Shaz can also play guitar. All we need now is a drummer and we have a band. Heh. Monday, I am going to get both Madelynes numbers. Madelynes. Plural. Two girls. Both Madelyne. Both very attractive. I have learnt now complacency and procrastination are the roots of all failures. I will not repeat my mistakes. Therefore, a straightforward request of numbers is in order. I also should get Connor’s and Briney's numbers too. Anyway, that’s enough for now. I'll update next time I feel there is something of note to write down. Lataz.

P.S. I have learnt that one of the nicest people I have ever met, Father Slavko, died earlier today in Medugorje. He was one of the nicest, most charming men I have ever met. He introduced me to several notable visionaries and also let me sit up with the priests for one of the services when I was on my pilgrimage. I have the utmost confidence in the fact that he is now in a better place. R.I.P my old acquaintance.

11.11.00
Strange date. Strange day. So far. Could get stranger. Who knows. Fell asleep watching "Happiness" yesterday. The scene where he guns down a bunch of people in his dream is pretty disturbing. Anyway, wake up, watch some of CD:UK. Download "Refuse Amen" by Amen, finally. Chat to Sian. Supposedly everyone blames me for Matt's party. Strange. All I did was burn the drumsticks. Anyway, it was at his house, shouldn't Matt be held accountable? If it had been at my house, and Matt got paralytic, it would make sense. So anyway, I hear some more of the weird stuff that happened at his house (can you believe people tried to set fire to his plants?) and ponder why I got the blame. I ask about if Sian or Con got in trouble. Turns out Matt's mum asked for a list of people who went and their phone numbers. Matt didn't give Sian's number, because he didn't have it. Didn't give Con's because Matt knew he would get into shit with his parents. So, since his family didn't know anyone else too well, and because Alex is a fag (literally) and couldn't start a fire, let alone start a party rowdy, I get the blame. I also throw in the fact I am a powerful personality and the fact I am not a white boy as reasons, even if just deep seated ones. Get mail from Alex Bull. Calls me an "object of deniale". He is nearly 17 and cant even spell denial correctly. And also, does that sentence even make sense? Maybe he meant an object of the Nile, like some Egyptian artefact. I am also supposedly trying to be a goth but failing. Strange. I don't wear tights on my arms, or make up. I don't even listen to goth rock. Stu, Matt (from college, not the one whose house got wrecked), Luke and I all having a running joke about making a zombie movie and using the goths as extras. I know goth, and I know me, and I am not goth. Kate is a goth. Lara is a goth. Briney is a goth. Pacey is a goth. Trish is a goth. I am not a goth. Nothing wrong with being a goth. I am friends with several goths. And I don't dress or act like them. I consider myself as just an eclectic music fan who wears what he likes and finds comfy. But I guess everyone has a right to an opinion. I still don't get how I get blamed for Matt's party. Matt even said it was Rich's party, it was just his house. And James Cardy is the one who broke and messed up the most stuff. I just got stoned and wasted food. So I don't get how I get blamed. The mind boggles. I'm gonna go get some chow and watch a movie. Lataz.

10.11.00
Strange week. Monday, had cold, stayed home. Called Shaz. Talked about Punk Rachel. Shaz said she was lesbian. I asked her to point out to me the Rachel she meant, as I was in disbelief. Tuesday, Film Studies, talked about narrative agents and narrative. Hung out with Matt, Shaz and Stewart. Handed in homework. Realised I did it all wrong. Now have to do mock press release. Shaz pointed out Punk Rachel as the lesbian. My heart sank. Got Dad to pick me up from Bromley after colllege and buy me some brandy and a cigar. Wednesday, Psychology, Madelyne’s couldn't keep her eyes off me. Slightly worried by this. Asked Rachel about her sexuality. She said she was bi. My heart leapt again. Got train back with Connor, and we talked about Rachel. He informed me of certain things she likes in her partners, which I found interesting. Smoked cigar walking home. Thursday, Psych, same thing happened with Madelyne. Matt kept wanting to say something to me, but Madelyne said she would never speak to him if he did. So, no info. Curiosity arose. Went to Bromley, came home, hung around, watched some of The Breakfast Club, went back to college, had Film Studies, talked to Emma while waiting for a bus, got bus home. Today, went in late, hung out with Matt, Shaz, Stu, Stu's mate Ken, Zoe, Rachel, Luke and John. Went to Film Studies. Went to Bromley. Bought the single by ...And You Will Know Us By The Trail Of The Dead. Bought nWo WolfPac tee, because I have wanted one for ages, came home. Watched tv, played with dog, listened to CD, came online. Now I'm here. That’s about it. I'm thinking of inviting Kate to the Amen gig in December and see if Matt is going to the Foo Fighters gig in December. Also wanna go see ... And You Will Know Us By The Trail Of The Dead in December. I think Rachel rules. She is so down to earth and relaxed, I have to respect that. There is just this amazing charisma she has, this wonderful intangible characteristic she possesses, that I can't help but find astonishing. I might ask her to the movies sometime. I'm so generic. Label me up and sell me to the masses.

3.11.00
Wow, it seems like forever since I updated. Oh well, I guess now is as good a time as any. Well, I have had a hectic time at college. I not gonna go into great depth about the time I have been gone (mainly because I can't remember in great depth), but I'll run through the highlights. Ok, the party two weeks ago was pretty decent. Josh and I met up and we went together. We sat in the front room and smoked out for a while watching MTV and Katherine do a funky dance to the new Destiny's Child song. Sian came in and tried to puff, but she ended up coughing ash everywhere and sucking the roach out, as well as bumming the end of it all soggy. J left after that and I sat down to watch TV. I then spent most of the time stoned out of my head and trying to watch Bachelor Party". However, due to the fact Sian and Trev wanted to get their swerve on, I had to leave the room. I then failed to cook the chicken drumsticks correctly, and burnt them. They went straight into the bin. Derrin and I then shallow fried some chicken Dinosaur shapes and ate them. They were pretty decent. I then sat down with Rich, Rob, and Alex on the sofa to chat, while Cheryl and Ross and Katherine and Derrin got comfy on the inflatable beds on the floor. I eventually went upstairs and crashed on Matt's sister bunk. I woke up the next morning when Trev came in. I then found out that Keri and James Cardy had been on the bunk above me. Then I went downstairs to see the mess of the house. They all tried to blame me for this huge stain on the carpet, saying I had dropped the chicken, but I defended myself saying I had burnt it all and binned it, and had never got the chance to bring it into the room, let alone drop it. Thereafter, Matt and Sian went about cleaning the place up while Con, Rich, Alex and I smoked some more blunts. Eventually I gave my Dad a bell and he picked me up, and I came home and slept. Slept most of Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday except I stayed up all night watching movies. Nosferatu was actually pretty decent. Thursday, I went out with Jack, Shaz, Matt (not the same Matt from the party) and Rachel. Went to Bromley, where the guard tried to threaten me (I had dropped a hollow plastic ball, about an inch and a half in diameter from the first tier of the mall onto a table on the ground floor the previous Friday) and ranted on how he could ban me from the Glades, from the High Street, from the area... it was actually quite amusing and many a laugh was had by my compatriots as I responded with my usual witty repartee. We ended up going to Quasar, but due to the fact it was booked solid, we then went to Kate's house. She seemed a little bitchy at me, which probably had to with the thing involving Madelyne... anyway, that aside, we hung around there for a while until Shaz had to go home, at which point we all left, Shaz went home, and Matt, Rach and I wandered around Bromley a bit more. I bought a sweater and a pair of black mohair jeans, and then we all split a pizza. Matt then went to see his friend who worked in Foot Locker, and I then went to HMV and bought the movie Rushmore. Then we went down to the Computer Exchange shop and Matt chatted with his friend who works there. We left, and Rachel took us into Woolworths, where she bought a poster and some sweets. She ended up buying me some Rolos, which were highly enjoyable. We then all went our different ways home. Friday, sleep, Saturday, sleep, Sunday, packed stuff for next day, looked for papers, sleep. Monday was pretty decent, as it rained and I stayed home due to the storm. Cue sleep. Tuesday, went to college, bought ticket off of Matt, went to less than Jake gig. Wednesday, went to college, came home, opened letter, found out Poetry.Com are putting together a book and want to include two of my poems, "Hollow" and "Four Letters", in it. Thursday, wake up, see my VirginStudent.Com discount card has arrived, allowing me 10% off everything from Virgin Megastores. Today, have cold, lay in bed, watched Mallrats and Weird Science. Also this week I have had some online chats with Sian and my thoughts on her have changed. She's a really decent person. I told her today I was glad to know her and thought she was decent too. I feel relaxed and mellow. Oh yeah, and some of the people who post at Kitty's message board kept repeatedly sending me messages on AOL IM today. It's sad. I don't talk to them, I distance myself from to stop trouble, yet I hear about three times a week how they are bashing me. I even got Jason bashing me. God, its pathetic. I don't bother them, why do they keep on bothering me? I don't associate with them. Ah well. I guess it's a sad state of affairs when they can't get on with their lives and have to bash me. maybe they don't have much else to talk about their lives are so vapid. The mind boggles. Never the less, they tried to message me, and so my block button got put into use. I don't need their negativity. But, I shall leave you on an up note and say this: Isn't it funny how a bee likes honey? Buzz buzz buzz, I wonder why it does. Thank you Detroit, we love you!

P.S. There are two Rachels and two Matthews I refer to. One is into punk and ska and dyes her hair red, green, and pink on occasion, the other only has blonde highlights and wears glasses. The first one I dig, the second I dig only as a friend. And also, the first Matt is Matt Bidmead, whose party I went, the other is Matt Christopher, who I went to Bromley with. Just to clear up any confusion.