Living like this was really this easy. With a grin upon my face.
Living like this was really this easy. With a grin upon my face.
Never keep up with a blog post, heres one:
New Year. That is all. No new beginnings. I shall stay the same. Smoker. Joker. Witt-filled. Indecisive. Raczy. Thats me. Standardo.
My mum put a menu on fire in Jamie Oliver’s kitchen. Clumsy-ness runs in my family including me. Brilliant.
Ain’t posted anything in a while. Its snowing. That is all.
I may be white but the bullshit white people say is absolute. A minority of Muslims may have burnt those poppies, their fuckers yes. The way to deal with it is curse at that minority not publicly categorise a whole race of people just by one act made by one fucking group of shits. Fuck the recession. Britain mentally as a nation is fucked.
Uni life is sweet as a nut but my gosh your ability to work is non-exsitent if your meself. 800 words by tomoz. It ain’t happening. Oash is on the cards. Time to get foamy babey.
Oh and I should post more shite on here but because im lazy, I decide not to.
A Baked out bed with me fellow homes. Grandiose Times
Just realised I haven’t posted any stuff for a while. Well yes, I feel like a proper student now. Fuck all budgeting. Partying too much. And of course kicking my liver to an early grave. Other than that, its been veddy goods.
I am now in my student acommodation on my own. not cool.
I am now in my student acommodation on my own. not cool.