Friday, 18 March 2011

Welcome Home, Son - Radical Face

I've been listening to this song a lot. And Satelite by Lena. And Friday by Rebecca Black. Epic to a choon.

Blergh. Must get up early tomorrow to make that video I said I'd make. And must find lead off camera to put on compter to then upload. Hopefully it won't be too long and I won't mispronounce things. Or be an amadain. Neither would be good.

I really like making peoples day. I gives me the warm fuzzies.

And yes, I will stop being all "OMG EVRY1 H8S ME" all the time. It's getting old and tiresome for me. 
I'm tiresome for myself. Funny. LOLnotreally.

I have an urge to go on a I hate myself rant, but I won't.

These blogs take me way too long and don't have a set subject. Strange, sea?

I need to start doing this snappier and more normalyer.

Yesterday in town was good. I think my wrist is sprained tho. Not playing mercy again for a while. Never realised how weak I actually am tho. Funny.

My face is bleeding from where I habitually picked at spots I have. It's a really awfula dn disgusting habit and now you all prolly think I'm disgusting, which I am, but still. Old habits die hard. 

FLASHBACK TO FINDERS KEEPERS <3
Feliks made fun of teh lyrics to my favourite song. D= I was upset morbidly.
But I got over it laterly.

My nose is itchy. I should go scratch it. 

I'll type in later when I actually have something valuable to write. Till then, my loves, we shall part.

Slan go foill, beacain beag. ^^

- Spud

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