at this point i'm just thinking it's best if i don't respond to any of this bull shit

i mean seriously. who the fuck are you to say twoddle like that?

get of your fucking high horse and get the fuck off of my screen.

seriously.

99% of thomblr is beautiful, blissful perfection. then there's that occasional sting which should just fuck right off.

i watch way too much jersey shore at the moment and am at that point whereby if you've got a fucking problem with me and my posts but choose to skirt around it by posting it to the entire thomblr population on some 'read more' bull shit and not aim it directly at me then i will fucking say something, ite?

I very very very very very very very very very much doubt I will be sleeping tonight.

Today has probably been one of the most surreal, yet perfect days of my life. All I can smell is newspaper and all I can see is a strange looking man in a paperboy cap........

Apart from all of this kerfuffle though, I have to start doing actual work tomorrow! Can you belieber it! Firstly I have to catch up on the work I didn't do today because I was at some record store in East London exchanging words and looks with Thom Yorke which is basically two hours of business studies and an hour on SAM learning. Oh yes. I then have to do double history and an hour of English note taking/revision before my past paper on Wednesday. As well as all of this I have to go into school at 4 o'clock to do some music composition work. I am going to refuse to go into the music room until Sir accepts that Radiohead belong on the Wall of Fame and lets me choose an appropriate picture to represent them. So that's all my work for a day. Apart from this though I have two episodes of Eastenders to watch, a brand spanking new episode of Jersey Shore AND the finale of Silk!

I'm going to go and desperately try to catch up on some Z's, although I really can't see it happening, to be honest. I'll put Sherlock on, he's a quaint distraction.

Hanging like a kitten in the wind

My house is turning into a party pad and last night was spent with some great people. This being said, there were things that I saw that night which will scar me forever... such as the boys taking a piss in the the middle of the road right outside my house in a special shaped formation...

We all danced to I Am Not A Whore in the style of Jersey Shore. It was fucking brilliant.

I learnt something amazing last night. I couldn't help but beam when I was walking back from the Skate Park. Oh yes, we went to the Skate Park for old times sake. But it was a slight disappointment because me and Chribbie (who have balls of steel) basically just had to watch the boys sat there high as fuck on fuck all passing out. Ha ha.

So now I would say I were hanging, but I'm actually not. Basically, I'm going to forget about my horrifying dream from last nights slumber and concentrate on the present! Which includes doing some stupid fucking essay but beforehand, going to Brick Lane with father. Bliss weekend VV.

My liver, reaction time and articulation are suffering badly

BASICALLY (she said in a northern accent) I drink too much. My weekend has been smashing to a certain extent. No literally, I smashed the guitar on my head yesterday.. but er yeah, friday was slightly chaotic - I have the bruises to prove this. I had some people over, went to other peoples and just generally can't remember much. Then yesterday I sobered up to the sweet sound of King Charles and Jersey Shore, then Jemily came over for the night. I suppose to a certain extent it was chilled, but then again it wasn't. Fuck you Curt Wild.

Today I plan to try and get somewhere with this art of mine, watch Lord of the Rings, drive to Long Melford, eat a shit load of food, try not to think too remorsefully as that does silly things to the mind and finally attempt to play the guitar without bruising my head this time.

Jesus, 1:30 into Love Lust is fucking amazing. "Whether a flower in my hand or a gun in my hand, I'd give it all up for your hand in my hand. "

Ch ch changes!

• I ate too much bread tonight, hense now I feel sick.
• I also shouldn't drink at 10:00 in the morning when feeling faint.
• I should perhaps stop sleeping for 3 hours when I get back from school, as it makes it all the more difficult to get to sleep at night.
• Finally, I need to stop caring.

My grammar interview was scary. I'm pretty sure I redefined 'waffle'. Seriously, I have never heard so much bull shit come out of someones mouth.

I'm one of the few people out there who didn't think that last nights skins was a complete travisty. Personally, I found it perhaps a little too restrained, that being said I still quite liked it. I love Frankie and can't wait to see more of her character being developed. However I dislike the fact that just because she wears no make up, has a comb over and wears suits she is some freaky lezza social douchebag who everybody (including the vast majority of viewers) HATES. I dislike that mainly for the reason that I have been known on occassion to go out with no make up, a comb over and wearing a suit that would make hurts weak at the knees. What ya'll chattin about? I think she's nice. Not a fugly boy.

I was dissappointed to find out that Jersey Shore isn't on DVD yet. I desperately need the second series but according to HMV guy (love that guy, he's a legend) series 1 hasn't even made its way onto DVD in the UK!

Adele is fucking amazing.