With your feet in the air and your head on the ground
Try this trick and spin it, yeah
Your head will collapse
But there's nothing in it
And you'll ask yourself
Eurgh, I just worked out how to dislocate my finger.
Well.
Today was average.
The third time I've left the/a house this entire holiday. THANKSTOMYMOTHERFUCKINGPARENTS
So finally I'm out and I'm bare up for London.
Plus I haven't seen mah nigger FelixDHWJones since two Thursdays ago.
Plus she's SHIT and went to her nan's or SOMETHING that included me seeing her drive past while I was walking to Becky's.
Because it was fucking Bank Holiday that newsagents in Teddington was fucking closed.
Which ment a trek around to get served.
Which was unsuccessful.
So we waited for Sophie for ages whilst watching Tammy and Jamie fighting.
Then ¡FORWARD KINGSTOWN! on a bus-ful of chavs.
We just sat in Nero for the entire time.
Really.
Had a laugh.
Then MOTHER FUCKERS, Jack Mackie came in and WOULD NOT just fuck off. I hate him rather a lot.
Interesting watching Becky tell Sophie that she smoked.
IN-TER-ES-TING.
Got served in the end.
THE GOOD OL' SHOP O'ER KING'STOWN WAY.
S'alright.
Got straightners (REAL hair straightners Alex, not drugsHaha).
And stuff.
Which was CHEAP.
And everything was closing.
So we went home.
HOW BORING EH?
Yeah, I thought so too.
My favourite song of all time, as I discovered yesterday is Where Is My Mind by the Pixies.
It really and truely is.
My Favourite actress is Helena Bonham Carter.
She's gorgeous.
My Favorite advert for perfume has got to be this amazing thing.
Yeah. Well.
Anyway.
I'm really bored frankly.
p.s:I CAN'T BREATHE I'M LAUGHING TOO MUCH.
YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND.
Oh.
Just some random pictures I found of MY BABES.
Mmmmmm.Joe.