Ok so i haven't left a blog in a while, so its about time, to be fair tho, i really havent had anything to complain about recently. But as the year rolls on i realise that its coming up to valentines day, possibly the least romantic day of the year, a loving time of over booked restaurants, over priced flowers and people bragging about how much bigger and better the thing there partner got them is than anyone else, a time where the little blokes who actually truely loves someone is made to feel shit because he cant afford the world, while the rich tossers who maybe dont care can buy allsorts (not saying all rich tossers dont love there b/f, g/f's)

            Ok so its a tradition, which yes is lovely, but i feel clinton cards have got a lot to answer for, valentines day is technically bullying, its everywhere, "if you love your partner you have to spend money to prove it" is basically what it says. But what I dont understand is why just feb 14th, what wrong with getting someone something on june 1st, maybe may 19th, but wait no, if the card companys took it away from one day there wouldnt be the urgency of valentines day, we might not buy as much, its silly big business, worse than xmas (although only just)  i guess i just dont like the idea of being pushed around by people that i shouldnt care about, but do, because its pushed so far in to my head that if i dont get something nice it means i dont care. Bastards.

            Anyway cant be bothered writing much more, so i leave you with this, wouldnt it be nice if one year everyone tried to be original and actually did something for there partner that actually meant some thing, not just getting a white and red card for each other (i said not just because everyone likes getting cards – see how far its pushed inb my head)

I think I may actually have a mental problem i manage to absolutly destroy evenings right at the end of the night usually mucking up what up what i want to do as well. I really need to think about what im saying before i say stupid stuff, i dont even mean it most of the time.

I need a time machine to travel back in time, only a few seconds would do, i usualy realise as soon as ive said stuff, what ive done wrong.

I apologise to those ive wronged tonight.

I have decided to complain here. Its seems a good a place as any.

Well its come round to that time of the year when my birthday looms up. Usually a good thing, i heard you cry. well yes... except. I have no money, im scarily skint. didnt even realise till the other day when i went to buy trainers. (they were nice trainers as well) and the only day off around my birthday i got off is the actual day of my birthday... a wednesday! so thats handy.

Also with it being my 21st i decided (about 4years ago) that i would really really like a holiday for my birthday, nothing too expensive just a week away some where, possibly taking some1 with me. christ skegness would of done. But instead my family have decided to buy me.... driving lessons. now im not being funny, they are useful, i will use them, but, they're not quite a holiday are they.

So i have no money, so no night out, not getting any birthday money (yay for driving lessons) so no night out. and the present im getting isnt exactly what i expect for a 21st.

Brilliant.

On the upside i will absolutly make sure that will be doing something for Stace's Bday so i will have at least one night.

Oh yeah and i have a general fear im becoming a bad drunk/alcoholic

After talking with a few people i have a new thing that winds me up, well, its been around for a while but its been brought to light recently. Plastic surgery. Not just on women either, men as well, i mean really what is the point. Women they might say well it would give me more self confidense, well if having a load of blokes only look at you because of your tits, and never hold  an intelligent conversation with you, just treat you like a cheap slapper while starring at your tits, is your idea of self confidense, then well done £3500 well spent, but i cant see it. And besides from that big tits arent always nice tits. If you really want bigger tits buy a padded bra, whatever, ok so people say well when you take off the bra the tits arent there anymore, and thats like lieing to other person.... but at least the other person gets to find out that, that is really you, unlike surgery which is permanent, if you find a person who likes you but would like you more with bigger tits... fuck em.

And it gets worse you hear about men who get penis extensions! I mean what on earth inspires a guy to get that done, its similar to a female boob job i guess, improve your assets, but still it seems like a lot of money and a lot of pain for not a lot of gain.

heres one thing really really winding me up at the moment, and do you know what that is my dears... Bloody fads, so to be to the point emos, its just pretty much everything they do is what im against, and yet they like to think there the cool crowd the hip cats, trend setters, well let me tell you now, they are not, there just fad, here today gone tommorrow, i just wish they could realise that, i mean, they are all trying so hard to be the individual, so desperate to be unique, infact trying so badly that they all end up looking the same, yep the product of them trying so hard to be different it means they are identical, and the best bit!! They are convinced there different and if you dont look like them your not as cool... i know your thinking but wait arent they all trying to be different yet they mock others that are different. Its just plain daft, and the dancing, im sorry i cant dance, but i can see if a person has rythem etc, this dancing they which makes them look as tho they have a horrible crippling disease, dont get me wrong there were pioneers of this style, im lucky im pretty sure i know a couple of the founders of this, but when theres a room full of people doing it going yeah were the coolest people in the world... No its just wrong.

Now dont get me wrong dearest people i have nothing against the person, just there choice of attitude, because i think that, that kind of arrogance, and short sightedness to other people is just rude, Oh wait you dont dance like us or look like us, your not an individual, your not cool its just a crap way of thinking about things.

I can not wait for this fad to pass, there like all the rest, ive sat in my hole of un-trendy-dom for a while now and seen them come and seen them go, theyre no better than the 10 year olds wearing slipknot hoodies, or the little girls all fancying busted and wanting to become Avril Lavigne, where are they now? Ill tell you where, theyve dissapearred because they too were a fad, and i pray for the passing of these fads, they annoy me, and when the fad dies out we get all our old friends back to normal!

In my bid to be a lazy stalker, ive taken the next step! I have set up my home network so that i now have the internet in my bedroom!! The way things are going i never need leave the warmth of my bed!! just need to steal my little brothers mini fridge (which is not that small really) and im set!