tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-59516622011-04-21T23:11:51.720+01:00The turtles headI sit on turtles headsOscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comBlogger851100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1124321848711491352005-08-18T00:37:00.000+01:002005-08-18T00:37:28.716+01:00Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1075920127641228812004-02-04T18:42:00.000Z2004-02-04T18:44:27.810ZRags, Looks like daniel is getting upset cos beth told him to get upset on her behalf. I didnt say the prank call was on saturday i said friday. And either beth and daniel had sex, did some sort of sexual act, or beth fingered herself in the night. Either way Beth was making all the noises (including squelching) of sex.Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1075665208197629072004-02-01T19:53:00.000Z2004-02-01T19:55:44.090ZI have decided that daniel shall be mon bestest friend pour this week. MerciOscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1074556402502638332004-01-19T23:53:00.000Z2004-01-19T23:55:20.793ZI went to my councillor today, he said that i was great and everyone else was bad and i need to learn how to cope with being amazing and how to accept that other people make their own (bad) choices.Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1074556324411343602004-01-19T23:52:00.000Z2004-01-19T23:54:02.716ZWell, now things are sorted i can start to talk again
Me and Rachel are over, i phoned her tonight, she didn't really seem to give a shit, maybe Beth's bitchy two faced comments were true, (Rachel never gave a shit about me apparently). But at least it wasn't a big heart renching ending. Who knows, i think she's just really pissed off at me, cos i didnt call her or anything, and then i just callOscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1074211589653401432004-01-16T00:06:00.000Z2004-01-16T00:08:42.496ZThere are some right fucking spastics in london town, people seem to live in some sort of dream fucking land on the internet, as in they can't attach what they say on the internet to the real world, its like a fucking fantasy. Its like people say things on the internet and think they are a certain type of person, when in reality they are just a big tit. Im not saying im Mr.Perfect or anything, (Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1073933480561310512004-01-12T18:51:00.000Z2004-01-12T18:51:41.126ZOi, who this more fire crew? who bin spreadin rumours bout me bitch, rumours are a dangerous thing and should be ignored, or in some cases listened to because they are often the truth, as are many rumours of me recently....infact i havent heard any rumours of me recently that ARENT true, apart from the one Beth started about me having a small cock thats really bent....thats only a half truth, Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1073686146461395212004-01-09T22:09:00.000Z2004-01-09T22:09:26.856ZYeah so I´m in tenerife, and when your just with you and an old man, and people seem to think your some sort of paedophilic love couple, the place isnt as fun as it should be. It seems that the main businesses of Tenerife are its booming Lilo industry, and its Thai sex industry. On my street alone there are 2 Thai sex shops, 1 Thai massage parlour, and 1 Thai sex shop with "private rooms". I Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1073258669834612532004-01-04T23:24:00.000Z2004-01-04T23:24:48.640ZI can't use this any more, because my thoughts and feelings have become too "conrtaversial" and i could end up offending and hurting people, so instead i will internalise my emotions like any other sane person, and use this purely ass an outlet for tacky one liners.Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1072400466552604252003-12-26T01:01:00.000Z2003-12-26T01:01:23.080ZI'm still in my state of "bah" though, and its a selfish lazy place to be in, the only reason i'm in it is because i feel like im not fullfilling my potential, and really i should do something about it, but i have no idea what. Plus once you're depressed you don't feel like doing stuff, and its all a downward spiral, plus the pressure from my friends, who constantly take the piss out of me about Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1072399802907924702003-12-26T00:50:00.000Z2003-12-26T00:50:18.760ZIts christmas day, got a RUFF acoustic guitar, which was niceOscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1072031885788893922003-12-21T18:38:00.000Z2003-12-21T18:38:20.873ZDare to live
Dare to die
Everything can turn to nothing in the blink of an eye
Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1072030419936807442003-12-21T18:13:00.000Z2003-12-21T18:13:55.253ZWhen i say i feel numb, i ACTUALLY do, it's kind of like i'm drunk, and people say things and im just like "rags".....nothing is really amazing at the moment, not even the things that should be.Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1072030130754323362003-12-21T18:08:00.000Z2003-12-21T18:09:06.116Zi feel numb, everything is fucking dull, i think im losing all my emotions, im getting trapped in a state of central axis, nothing is a high, and not much is a low, let it all come loose, let everything fire at me, let any fucking disaster happen, because how it stands at the moment, i wont even flinch, the fucking fleas in my scalp wouldnt even blink, we're unified in "rags"Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1072029911532350842003-12-21T18:05:00.000Z2003-12-21T18:05:26.930Zwrite nice things to make people feel nice, when they arent looking write the truth, but delete it before they look back, its an outlet, even if its only let out for short bursts at a time, and afterwards its all put back in.....
new phases in life, things are uncertain, certainity isn't needed, certainity depresses people, im certain nothing is certain.Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1072029596564490612003-12-21T17:59:00.000Z2003-12-21T18:00:12.013ZThat picture is properly gay innitOscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1072028492210155512003-12-21T17:41:00.000Z2003-12-21T17:41:47.260ZYou are naturally born with a gift, whether it bepoetry, writing or song. You love beauty andcreativity, and usually are highly intelligent.Others view you as mysterious and dreamy, yetalso bold since you hold firm in your beliefs.
What Type of Soul Do You Have ? brought to you by Quizilla
Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1072025101990768082003-12-21T16:45:00.000Z2003-12-21T16:45:16.976ZSometimes things don't work out the way they are supposed to
(played over a sad slow romance piano piece)Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1071700102817736422003-12-17T22:28:00.000Z2003-12-21T18:56:49.440ZRags, stuff has happened, not much, ummmmmmm, im working 2moro, im back with rachel, Fliss said she's crazy about me, pshhh....dunno what else, rags, ill type when im not so lazy.Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1071448641593541922003-12-15T00:37:00.000Z2003-12-15T00:37:34.746Z What Sort of Romantic Are You? brought to you by Quizilla
Its a known fact....one of my phrases is..."im an optimist, but im not a pessimist, im a realist, i see things as they really are and treat them that way"......its my phrase!Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1071448587017781042003-12-15T00:36:00.000Z2003-12-15T00:36:40.183ZIm gonna do more of these things...and then im gonna go make my own diary.....just like nirivarnia did!Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1071448323883270052003-12-15T00:32:00.000Z2003-12-15T00:32:17.110ZBoth those tests seem quite accurate, but maybe it's like horroscopes where it makes sense no matter which one you look at? But the seer thing is pretty true i think.....people seem to be intimidated because i use my brain a bit too much, its like i always know what people are thinking and feeling, even if they dont really know themselves, and i can see that can be scaryOscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1071448247078120732003-12-15T00:30:00.001Z2003-12-15T00:31:00.330ZSleepy Eyes
What Eyes Do You Have? brought to you by Quizilla
Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1071448228021522162003-12-15T00:30:00.000Z2003-12-15T00:30:41.266ZSeer
The ULTIMATE personality test brought to you by Quizilla
Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1070907507493928442003-12-08T18:18:00.000Z2003-12-08T18:18:39.266ZTurbo negro are playing tonight, but pete's working, Dan is impossible to get hold of, Sean has college, and i don't really want to go with anyone else.....
Kings of leon are playing in southampton on saturday, i dont reckon i'm gonna go though, might do, who knows, tickets are almost out though, you have to phone up for them.
Who knows anything any more? too much information, too little time, Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1070907208103454822003-12-08T18:13:00.000Z2003-12-08T18:13:39.943ZPretty basic day, got up, tidied up a bit, walked around the house, did music stuff, ate food.
Annie asked me if i wanted to hook up with her this week, thats something a bit different i spose.
what else....
Rags i dunno, not in mood for writing.Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1070842684024303802003-12-08T00:18:00.000Z2003-12-08T00:18:15.610ZI havent posted for a few days, mainly because the internet has been gay, and partly because im too cool.....
Friday went to see the strokes, saw 35minutes, because we were late, but they sounded fucking great. Went home, and rachel looked...WOW, like....WOW, like "eeehhrghhhh" which is just a spastic noise, the kind of noise where you can't speak because you can't believe what you're looking atOscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1070483700806582522003-12-03T20:35:00.000Z2003-12-03T20:35:11.096ZI feel like doing a list, but what of, seeming as this is a diary, i should really do a list about my emotions, my feelings, my anxieties, but im not a "regular teen in angst" oh no, far from it! I am infact an "anarchical teen in angst" which means just to be different i'll do a completely random list.......now lets pick a random subject, how about the "universal" code for random, cheese, Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1070483015500419522003-12-03T20:23:00.000Z2003-12-03T20:23:45.933ZI am today, I am tommorow, I am Star Girl by Jaqueline WilsonOscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1070482561450852392003-12-03T20:16:00.000Z2003-12-03T20:16:12.003ZI've changed the colours of my blog, they look better like thisOscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1070481281809410312003-12-03T19:54:00.000Z2003-12-03T19:54:51.800ZWords are words are words, eyes tell the truth, they are impossible to lie with, i say the wrong things, and my eyes aren't there to defend me, i don't do the right things, and my eyes aren't there to defend me. If only we had some way of looking into peoples eyes at the moments we need it. Eyes are easier to get lost in than any city, desert or jungle, as long as they are the eyes you're Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1070479136271601742003-12-03T19:18:00.000Z2003-12-03T19:19:06.763ZI'm trying to get into the Strokes vibe, listening to the music, sitting in bed listening, tidying up listening, watching tv listening, typing this listening, im pretty much in the strokes kinda vibe.Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1070475805623420042003-12-03T18:23:00.000Z2003-12-03T18:23:36.056ZI realised, 50% of the time i write this, i have a turtles head, and us Brits wonder why we have the most constipation and colon cancer in the world.....
Just had dinner, and yet again my dad found more ways to call me gay, he even pointed out that i had some lamb left on the bone, and he had managed to get it all off, and he said "you know what that means don't you?" and i said "Yeah, it means Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1070454320216282622003-12-03T12:25:00.000Z2003-12-03T12:25:30.566ZThe World Is MINE! by DemonacName:You will conquer:Nothing, you will sit in your bedroom and watch MTVYour title will be:LeaderYou will succeed by:Convincing your friends you're better than themYour Enforcers will be:Pete and Dan (In brightly coloured pimp suits).Your first act as ruler:Buy a pint down at the eagle.Created with quill18's MemeGen!
Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1070409600404573742003-12-03T00:00:00.000Z2003-12-03T00:00:10.140Znow!!Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1070409553827249002003-12-02T23:59:00.002Z2003-12-03T00:01:19.483ZI'm gonna try to post this bang on 12, just to see how close i can get it....rags about now??Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1070409515585970302003-12-02T23:58:00.000Z2003-12-02T23:58:45.343ZRach phoned me just to say she loved me, you know what, maybe there are pots of gold at the end of rainbows, maybe clouds do have silver linings, and maybe every dog will have its day, all of those things are maybes, but i'm definatly in love with rachel, and i definatly want her to stay at mine after the strokes on friday, not because im sex obsessed, oh contrare, infact, i might even avoid sex Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1070409364805602022003-12-02T23:56:00.000Z2003-12-02T23:56:14.596ZI've changed my mind about Lola, i think it may be that she is confused because she thinks she loves Paul, when will i learn that i'm not EVERYONE's kryptonite?Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1070402670213093172003-12-02T22:04:00.000Z2003-12-02T22:04:40.696ZI think Lola might actually fancy me, i don't mean to be big headed, but i dunno. Supposedly she was pissed off that i went to see Rachel, and was dissapointed she didnt see me on friday. This could all turn very weird, cos i didnt really set out trying to get her to fancy me....
LOVE YOU ALL, FOREVER AND FOREVER says:
im sorry if im being weird, i have a lot of things on my mind
White . Punk - Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1070401975467686562003-12-02T21:52:00.000Z2003-12-02T21:53:05.283ZSeeming as i said about wanting to know the facts, i guess i should try to work out my own facts, because to be fair, im demanding facts from Rachel, when i dont even know mine myself, maybe its not so easy as i assume......
I love Rachel,
I Fancy Rachel,
I want to try going out with her again...But only if:
She makes an effort more often than last time in terms of romance
She makes Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1070401191759886212003-12-02T21:39:00.000Z2003-12-02T21:40:01.746ZI think i need to read, men are from mars, women are from venus, cos i have NO idea what the fuck girls are on about most of the time......men are straightforward.....we want it plain and simple, "these are the facts, this is what will happen, this is why, etc"......women are like "i'm a mystery, im going to keep you in the dark, you wanna know whats going on? tough, ill act like an enigma, ill Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1070396192175553012003-12-02T20:16:00.000Z2003-12-02T20:16:42.466ZHmm, so what IS going on? i dont really know too much, i just keep on plodding along. I got tickets for me and Rachel for Strokes on friday, which will be cool. Assuming we will still be going together.....thats just my pessimism showing (im not pessimistic, honest). She went to the school ball yesterday, and im not really bothered, but i havent talked to her since, and im a bit "hmmm", like Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1070395902900896072003-12-02T20:11:00.000Z2003-12-02T20:11:53.253ZWhats going on in the world of Oscar? Why not ask Oscar and stop being a voyeur for fucks sake? And why do i keep talking in the third person, i sound like a prick.Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1070231812571523122003-11-30T22:36:00.000Z2003-11-30T22:37:02.086ZIts fucking crazy....look at absolutely everything on the screen, its all being projected because of a series of 0's and 1's...its just like complicated morse code that the computer deciphers and makes into colours....fucking crazy. Each fucking pixel is more than a few 0's and 1's....and there are loads of pixels, and they are being changed every 1000th of a fucking second, so thats millions of Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1070231629967159252003-11-30T22:33:00.000Z2003-11-30T22:33:59.510ZEy Ey Ey, do you remember? when they used to say, in a government building in trenchtown? Ey Ey Ey"
"musical interlude, Eighteen bars, ey ey ey"
"No woman no cry, NO WOMAN NO CRY-EE-EYYYY, Ey Ey Ey"
gets to me every timeOscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1070230968570838802003-11-30T22:22:00.000Z2003-11-30T22:22:58.270ZRandom quote from random book of the day:
The mobilization order, delivered at 5:00 A.M., had instructed him to report to the train station at 7:00 A.M. for the trip south to join his unit. But Jan feared the consequences of abandoning his work at the foreign ministry without advising Drymmer about the stats of certain pending matters and returning the keys to the personnel Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1070229784159290942003-11-30T22:03:00.000Z2003-11-30T22:03:14.146ZMy mum just told me she had a really bad dream about me falling out of her window, and how its a metaphor for how i'm changing, and she can't control it. About how she's scared of the routes i might be taking, and how i seem to be getting more and more distant from her.....sounds like she needs to take a chill pill, possibly valium......just kidding....prozac......only joking.Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1070229538443801262003-11-30T21:58:00.000Z2003-11-30T21:59:07.633ZWent to see my bro today, he's doing ruff, which is ruff. we went to camden and had a coffee and then went to brixton, and suprisingly he didnt buy any drugs despite going to two of the easiest places to get them in London. Since i got back i've been trying to make masks for my personal art project, i've been sticking clingfilm to my dogs face using spray glue.
I really wanna approach a Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1070192902933409142003-11-30T11:48:00.000Z2003-11-30T11:48:32.350ZRags, going to my brothers for a bit in a minute, woke up this morning a few times with different weird dreams. I woke up in the middle of the night, and i couldnt work out if i had spoken to Rachel on the phone, or if it was a dream, so i checked my mobile and house phone to see if i had, i dont think i did though. I'll ask her later. It was weird, it seemed like she called me and woke me up, Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1070146284282903632003-11-29T22:51:00.000Z2003-11-29T22:51:33.353ZOk, so i just got back from spending the night at Rachels (i feel dead from tiredness). I managed to jump on the tram just in time to get to the station just in time to jump on the train just in time. It's weird, i turn up at her house, we say hello and hug, and there is a brief moment of awkwardness where i dont know whether to kiss her, and she doesnt know whether to kiss me, and we're just Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1069974421954426602003-11-27T23:07:00.000Z2003-11-27T23:07:11.100ZIts weird, as animals develop intelligence, they devlop fear of thought......think about it....a Wolf only gets scared of things that can hurt it, it can be scared of the thought being injured (a loud noise for instance will scare it)....Humans on the other hand are much more susceptable to fear, we have the fear of injury, and also the fear of thought, we can get scared of ANYTHING, simply Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1069973996948323532003-11-27T22:59:00.000Z2003-11-27T23:00:05.373ZSometimes things aren't what they seem to be
Sometimes they are
So we should never assume, and never think about questions we'll never know the answer too
We should try to find strength to change the things we can
Accept the things we cannot change
And wisdom to know the difference
I think most people lack the wisdom, if i knew i was fighting and endless, pointless, fruitless battle, i would Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1069973495278579562003-11-27T22:51:00.000Z2003-11-27T22:51:43.816ZIn memory of Beth i am going to write a list of things i want, that i may never ever have (god forbid)
A blowjob
A fake face
A fake removable fully functionable arm as good as a real arm
A Sofa made out of pizza boxes
A bed made out of drawing pins
To be understood
To be under a stool
To be Robin hood
A Clanger
A flute like the Emerald Power ranger, or it might have been white
To be liked by Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1069972686691655842003-11-27T22:38:00.000Z2003-11-27T22:38:15.406ZSuposedly the only thing left in pandoras box was hope, so there is always hope.....but how comes we still get all the other stuff then? does that just go back into the box every now and then for a visit? Fucking greeks.Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1069972566749546962003-11-27T22:36:00.000Z2003-11-27T22:36:15.500ZI'm not really posting proper stuff any more, and the point of this was for me to ba ble to look back and go "ohh yeah" in a patronising voice.
In summary...since breaking up with rachel.....I met some new girls, a lot of new girls, thought i had a disease, my bro went and stopped using drugs, my dad is about to quit his job, work is pretty shitty, im talking to rachel again and it seems we bothOscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1069880889469848472003-11-26T21:08:00.000Z2003-11-26T21:08:18.300ZWe don't need God anymore, we can get all of our answers on the internetOscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1069878525917496942003-11-26T20:28:00.000Z2003-11-26T20:28:54.453ZI'm gonna write a story.....the general topic is about a married couple who have a dead relationship and seek council elsewhere, then a tragedy happens that changes everything....but i'll keep that quiet so if i bother to actually finish it, it will be a nice suprise
here we go for what i wrote yesterday.....
The sound of cheap plastic fingernails rapped on my door, I ignored it, I had becomeOscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1069878414407038762003-11-26T20:26:00.000Z2003-11-26T20:27:02.970ZI've posted a few times but nowt happens i tell thee.....im talking to daniel and rachel at the moment, and since last posts, things are happening again with me and rach, at least, we are talking about it, and we kissed and stuff. lol, i love my conversations with dan....
White . Punk - Smoke alarm is ringing out, We'd better run! Grey dragon is curling round! says:
confusion never changed, intoOscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1069796995182669082003-11-25T21:49:00.000Z2003-11-25T21:50:03.340Zthings are wierd...ill post when i can be arsedOscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1067953626567309812003-11-04T13:47:00.000Z2003-11-04T13:47:09.156ZIn the past, they made a mistake so huge, it damn all of the future too, and took all hope with itOscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1067953398834878982003-11-04T13:43:00.000Z2003-12-21T18:57:23.720Zhavent posted in a while.....stuff with fliss is a bit weird, she has a boyfriend, but she REALLY likes me, but she seems to think its immoral to dump her boyfriend for me, which is fucking annoying cos she is pissing me about a bit, telling me im perfect, and that im much better than her boyfriend and shit....she is FUCKING fit, and i have a real click with her, if i didnt i wouldnt give a shit,Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1067202407456503592003-10-26T21:06:00.000Z2003-10-26T21:06:48.350Zjust found out rachel slept with someone last night, didnt feel too great, but thinking about it.....we're both doing stuff with other pepole, so rags, i just would prefer to not hear about it
Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1067199483039235432003-10-26T20:18:00.000Z2003-10-26T20:18:03.810ZWent to some shit gig last night with daniel, daniels new girlfriend type person, and her friend Fliss, who is FUCKING fit.....however, fliss said she likes me.....but Laura also likes me.....laura had first dibs, and laura and fliss are friends.....so although i dont fancy laura, and i do fancy fliss, and they both fancy me...nothing can happen.......so crapOscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1067009904058825922003-10-24T16:38:00.000+01:002003-10-24T16:38:24.046+01:00its pterty aznimag how you can mdldue up all the lteters in wdros and slitl be albe to raed tehm qtuie esliay wtih no fsus at all as lnog as the fsrit and lsat lteetrs are in the rhgit pacle!Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1067009520373340402003-10-24T16:32:00.000+01:002003-10-24T16:32:00.426+01:00Concord is dead.........but they are making a new plane which skips on the earths atmosphere, and can get you from london to sydney in 2 hours.....its gonna be a few years till its ready yet, and it will be damn expensive for a while.....but its cool. More than likely the governments have stuff like that already. Because think about it, by the time we knew the stealth bomber existed it had Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1067009112957669412003-10-24T16:25:00.000+01:002003-10-24T16:25:13.073+01:00Things that people think make them look classy when they really don't:
Asking for a "fagarette" rather than a "fag"
Wearing Sovereign rings
Pointing at things with a newspaper instead of a finger (possibly at sovereign rings)
Eating McDonalds with a knife and fork
Naming your child after where they were conceived (Bed)
Naming your child after an exotic location (this CAN be sophisticated, but Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1066944020073877732003-10-23T22:20:00.000+01:002003-10-23T22:20:19.983+01:00Rags, im off to bed, im gonna write a story about something, you'll see, you'll all see...night nightOscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1066943813582912302003-10-23T22:16:00.000+01:002003-10-23T22:16:53.550+01:00i keep writing things, i dont know why, im tired, im slightly hungry, im happy, and there are about 5 new girls numbers on my phone, one of which has bought me a ticket to go see a gig with them......and i just got my haircut, and it makes me look better, so im feeling pretty good. Plus i have my mistresses (girls who if i wanted to, i could sleep with pretty easily).....things are looking good Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1066943699714327662003-10-23T22:14:00.000+01:002003-10-23T22:14:59.706+01:00Reality is a creation of our own perceptions, so anything that is perceived as being unreal, is infact real, just waiting to be perceived as such.Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1066943505528892342003-10-23T22:11:00.000+01:002003-10-23T22:12:44.180+01:00His conscience seemed to constantly want to push him forwards, but something was always holding him back, so rather than acting, or acting against his desired act, he didnt act at all, he was permanently stuck in a state of static, unsure of what actions to take and where they would lead him. There were two forces at work on the boy, and he wasn't sure which of the two was his own. Was his own Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1066850659659212452003-10-22T20:24:00.000+01:002003-10-22T20:24:19.566+01:00Im not feeling too bad, brb, daniel is here, so im going to avoid using my teen in angst writing, meaning i wont write
Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1066837945894377702003-10-22T16:52:00.000+01:002003-10-22T16:52:25.333+01:00i phoned rachel, i told her everything, how i still ove her, etc, went ok, but not great. Went ok in the sense that she was "unsure" actually meaning "I dont want to get back together but i dont want to hurt you either".....luckily for me im perceptive, also luckily for me i tend to give up on a girl if she isnt really into it, so im kind of getting over her, at least, i keep looking at other Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1066678449460079862003-10-20T20:34:00.000+01:002003-10-20T20:34:09.143+01:00Bah, i've txt'd rachel 2 times 2day, i know she has no credit, its just an attempt to get her to phone me.......im starting to show my co-dependence.......damn......and if im honest with myself, i know that ill probably end up calling her later on.....but ill make the excuse that its to see when i can get my fishing rods back......ill hold out for a while though
Rags, turns out the leader is a Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1066677343794812552003-10-20T20:15:00.000+01:002003-10-20T20:15:43.736+01:00Today i worked an extra 2 hours (Baileys training) and now im not even sure if im getting paid for it. I'd better fucking get paid for it, or else ill complain and shit.
I'm still fucking confused, about my feelings, and then on top of that, im confused as to whether rachel even really cares any more, at first she called me a few times, but she hasnt called me in a while, so im thinking shes Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1066600714118605332003-10-19T22:58:00.000+01:002003-10-19T22:58:34.323+01:00I keep thinking, "theres plenty more fish in the sea"....and its true, there are. But i kind of liked the fish i caught. It was a right good fish, because it was good looking, and nice, and wicked personality, all in the right balance....the right balance being all of them are high.
I mean, and lets be honest, she could find another guy easily, cos she is fucking fit. And she could get a guy Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1066600357844597182003-10-19T22:52:00.000+01:002003-10-19T22:52:38.093+01:00This thing tempts you to write teen in angst things....its not my fault! Ken System! Ken System! 3 days in a row the train was late! Ken system!Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1066525380765055962003-10-19T02:03:00.000+01:002003-10-19T02:03:00.920+01:00Rags, its early mornin, pete and dan are round, we've been trying to record a garage song called "readers wives" but its going average/shit, i think if i have some time on my own to have a go at getting it done it would be better, and then Dan can come round and do the lyrics and me and pete can add backing later.
Could've gone out tonight with charlotte and them lot, but couldnt be arsed cos i Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1066503490033055872003-10-18T19:58:00.000+01:002003-10-18T19:58:09.386+01:00Last nite was pretty good, went to Bar med, which was alright, nice and cheap, but crap music, and crap dance floor, and loads of townies, but the girls were fit. After that me and pete went and ate some chicken, and we were sitting down, pissed out of our heads, and some guys come up to us and ask if we've got crack, and then one tried to steal my watch, and then they started swearing, one spat Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1066381382808589732003-10-17T10:03:00.000+01:002003-10-17T10:03:02.970+01:00This thing lost my last post from last night....ahh well.....gotta get ready for work soon, my tooth hurts quite a bit, but don't worry ill just pump myself with pain killers! Had a proper weird dream about my brother and rachel and other girls, my bro was trying to take drugs and i had to keep stopping him, and rachel was watching me talk to some girl and she was getting jealous, but she wouldntOscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1066342054939552812003-10-16T23:07:00.000+01:002003-10-16T23:07:34.973+01:00When you piss, do you aim for the streaks of shit left on the bottom of the toilet, so you can feel good about yourself for helping to tidy up?Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1066341992577787292003-10-16T23:06:00.000+01:002003-10-16T23:06:32.616+01:00Have you ever been wanking and then seen a link for horny school girls and gone on it, and then the girl looked like a man in drag, and it made you feel proper sick, and your hard on dissapears and you dont feel sexual for a week?Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1066341728878686152003-10-16T23:02:00.000+01:002003-10-16T23:02:08.980+01:00Get with the program knucklehead
I feel proper confused, i love rachel, infact im on the phone to her, now im off...i have no idea what to do...i love her, and although the pain of not being with her is fading, i still miss and love her SO much. I think she is my kryptonite, i feel weak when i talk to her, i feel like im not as funny, bah, i want her back, BUT i cant do it on her terms, i cant Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1066329408403994222003-10-16T19:36:00.000+01:002003-10-16T19:36:47.996+01:00Ruff, its all working now and i actually understand how to use it, the one thing i want to change though is to make it so new posts are at the bottom, that would be better cos it would force people to read the earlier ones. Its like a diary.....ruff
Dear Blogspot,
I got my first period today and everyone in class laughed cos i was wearing all white and it came through. I was going to throw the Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1066328594655280022003-10-16T19:23:00.000+01:002003-10-16T19:23:14.443+01:00Seems like my blogspot doesnt work at the moment......just breath and give it some time, thats the advice i always follow, usually when i get scared in the bedroom and can't get a hard-on (what if she doesnt like it? what if she thinks its small? What if i cum too early? What if she laughs? Maybe she doesnt even think of me as we have sex! I bet she has had sex with people who are much better Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5951662.post-1066328331074148972003-10-16T19:18:00.000+01:002003-10-16T19:18:50.916+01:00So, this is my blog spot. I resisted the urge to do one of these long ago because of the massive tacky teen in angst factor involved in creating one of them. But, i have a bit of spare time on my hands, and recent events are pushing me so hard that i just might sing "smells like teen spirit" by "nirivarnia" at the top of my lungs whilst cutting my wrists, or at least putting ketchup on them to Oscarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08129870335101803620noreply@blogger.com