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erm i sponge off my parents and eat too much, whiskey makes me sleep, i watch dvds sometimes other times i dont, i go out to places and drink moonshine from romania, lisen to music and dance like a 40yr old in a singles bar.
If You Read All Of The Following You Will Recieve A Free Gift.*
I'll Probbally Like You.
I will try VERY hard to make you laugh at times, this will get annoying.
If you get upset with me, i hate it, and will also try VERY hard to get you to make up with me, which, with certain people, winds them up moreso, then i get in the shit and its all a vicious cycle.
If you're nice to me, i'll be nice to you, and sometimes if you're not nice to me, i'll be nice anyway, apparently, that makes me a *Mug* but, cant you just be nice to someone regardless of their opinion of you? i think, being nasty to them can only make it worse? Meh...
I'm Not A Pervert, I'm Just...Observant...
So dont worry about it, if you're feeling down, theres always someone worse off than you, so chin up and get on with it. Worse comes to worse, sell the telly (fail that, a kidney).
I dont like hot drinks, apart from gravy (Since This Was Written I've Actually Become Quite Attached To Tea...So You Know...Mines Two Sugars Sunshine).
I find it strange how if mums make food, it tastes and looks so much better than if you were to do it yourself? how does pushing something out of your vagina automatically make you able to cater?
Perfection Is Utterly Boring.
I'm not the biggest fan of pasta, apparently this makes me a mutant and i should have been burnt as a witch upon my birth(though tanya, naomi and rosie have all made me pasta that tasted alright, i think my mum is just shite at it).
I dont fit into a social class, though, if pushed i would say indie as i love the music and no-one seems to want to beat them up.
I like Ikea Pencils.
I Cant Defend Myself, But I Will Defend You.
For me, violence solves nothing, the way i figure is if someone is pissed off with you or dosent like you, a punch up the bracket isnt going to make them realise what a nice personality you have now is it? well, is it? never having been in a fight i dont know, could someone please tell me?...Basically...I'm A "Pussy"...
When im drunk, i can either be an arsehole, or a sleepy little carebear, it depends what im drinking, who im drinking with, and how i'm feelin'.
Also when im drunk i can, and will, sleep anywhere, this poses problems.
I Concider Myself, 'Agnostic' Which, I Think, Means That I Feel That There Is A Higher Presence Than That of Mankind...But I'm Not Quite Sure What It Is, So I Kinda Sit On The Fence When It Comes To Religion...To Be Fair...All That Really Matters Is Where It Says 'Be Nice To Each Other' The Rest Of It's Bollocks...
I Enjoy Personifying Inanimate Objects By Placing Lit Cigarettes In Their Mouths(see snowman related photographic evidence).
I Am The Walrus.
My mood will change for seemingly no reason.
I Dont Care What ANYONE Says...Jaffa Cakes...Are THE Shit.
I Think That I Know Everything, Evidently This Is Not The Case.
Not A Big Fan Of Aeroplanes...They Make Me Sick...However, If I Have Lots Of Alcohol Before Boarding A Plane...And All My Worries And Claustraphobia Floated Away Like A Cloud...
I Dont Know What I Want In Life...But There Is Something Seriously Wrong With You If You Have You're Whole Life Planned Out...You're Just Gonna Get Heart Broken...
Paradise Is A British Summer Day.
If you piss me off, and i dont talk to you, just give me a while and i will come round, i cant stay angry for long it just dosent suit me.
My eyes are blue, but they go green or grey depending on my mood, i havent figured out which mood equals each colour.
I have a feeling that this section will get quite long...
Tell me about yourself, i might find you interesting.
My life is essentially unconsequential, and so i live through other people, most of my stories start with 'once me and...'
My Top 8 means nothing, if you're not in it, i still love you, i just cant be fucked to change it.
I Cant Spell.
My life's a mess and so's my hair.
Patronise me, i need to learn.
I Love It When You Get A Kit-Kat Made Entirely From Chocolate.
You've Got This Far, So Heres A Tasty Treat [email protected] Thats Right Kids! Its My MSN...Use It Well...
I can't dance but i think i can, this may become quite amusing.
If you tell me not to do something, i'll probbaly do it one last time just to push it.
Im clinically lazy, there is a note from a doctor when i was 6 confirming this, i was being tested for dyslexia.
I Despair For Anyone Who Believes The Written Word To Be 'Boring'.
I am scared of being alone, and i dont deal that well with heights or people standing on the yellow line at train stations.
There is a small scar on the middle finger of my right hand, i dont know how it got there, but if you ask me, i'll probbaly tell you a story about a rubber glove...
I Do Not Understand Why People Are Scared Of Clowns Yet Seem To Think That Bears And Tigers Are Cute And Cuddily.
I'm What Is Reffered To In Working Class Society As A 'Wrong'un' As My Mind Is Very Much Like A Steel Trap, Sharp, Rusty And Illegal In 37 Countries.
I Think Too Much.
I Talk Too Much.
I Dont Know When To Shut Up.
Oh...
*You Will Not Receive A Free Gift Of Any Kind.
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Yesterday upon the stair
I met a man who wasn't there.
He wasn't there again today
Oh how I wish he'd go away.
