Natty
The most 'special' person you may ever meet. Its just the way she acts without actually thinking things through. Like running two miles to escape her own mum and jumping around my room at 8.30am. Screaming. And our journeys to Manchester, eating Fluff from the jar on the Colne train, singing 'Apply Some Pressure' and hatching plots to 'bagel Nash' Our own unique language. Our drunken adventures. Our late night chats on MSN. What can I say. Pure fuck head? Nah. My Best Fuck Head
John
Our John. We have talked, we have shouted, we have fought (and I have lost) But mostly. We have laughed. Best times? Camping in Filey. Waves with Deej. Camping in Morecambe. Dropping Callum. Camping in Wales. Making the pan of mess. I could make this list as long as his massive hair but there's no point. He knows what I'm on about. And to think. If he hadn't fallen on his face on a cobbled path in Haworth we'dve never met!
Cheb
Sugartitties. My fatty. I love Cheb like loads. She's one of those people college has let me get to know, and i'm fucking glad cos she is in her own drunken words 'actually ace' Billy Madison and Friday afternoons in the park or on the field would never have been the same if I hadnt met her. So, peanut butter?
Eddie
Ma Baby! More than just a friendship. French lessons and Leeds Festival. Funny guy.
Lola
The wife? The love interest? The crush? My Widow Corney.
Conor
Maths & English. We had a business together. We took the piss out of Steven together. We both hate Muse.
Jake
Never talked so much crap to anybody else ever! It is just talk then think later. Top guy
Tasha
I was with her on the best day of her life. Well someone had to ruin it a bit.
Tom
Lanky twat. =]
Frankie
Just proper mint
Jess
Mmhmm clic click
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So right, this is my life right now. My friends. My family. Its as if, although other things are important, I've come to realise that they are the two factors of my life that I really wouldn't be able to go on without. At times, I feel I take them too much for granted, but I don't, they really do mean everything to me. Its the little things they do and say that make a fucking difference in life. I know at times we row, we shout and we do each others heads in but thats what makes me realise just how much people mean to me. Over the last year, me and my life have changed more and faster than ever before. This time last year, I knew how I wanted my life to be now, and although I'm not quite there yet, I nearly am. If you read this and you know what I'm talking about, thanks, cos theres not one person who rejected me over it. Which is good. So now I think, where do I want to be this time next year? And I know I want to be opening a new chapter in my life. And I want to meet new people. But there are two things I dont want to lose. My friends. My family
Who I've Seen Live
Aiden, All Time Low, Angels & Airwaves, Arcade Fire, Babyshambles, Bloc Party, Bullet For My Valentine, Dizzee Rascal, Dropkick Murphys, Eagles Of Death Metal, The Enemy, Enter Shikari, Fall Out Boy, Feeder, Foo Fighters, Funeral For A Friend, Hadouken!, Holy Fuck, Jamie T, Jay-Z, Joe Lean & The Jing Jang Jong, Justice, Kate Nash, Kings Of Leon, Klaxons, Lightspeed Champion, Lethal Bizzle, Linkin Park, The Long Blondes, Lostprophets, Maps, Maximo Park, Metallica, N.E.R.D, One Night Only, Pendulum, The Raconteurs, Red Hot Chilli Peppers, Serj Tankian, Smashing Pumpkins, The Strokes, The Subways, Tenacious D
I Like. LEEEEDS FESTIVAL. Coffee. My Nike Sneakers. Shopping. Straighteners. Ribena. Sunny Days. Blackpool Zoo. Kipper the Cat. Grey Cardigan. France. Coco Pops. Skinny Jeans. Big Brother. The Dark Night. Cider & Black. Cellar Bar. Camping. Blue Hat. Laptop. Kermint Stan Smiths. Showers. Sunny Weather. Fashion. Taking My Time. Corporation Park. Pulp Fiction. Maxxie. Polo & Scarf. Vodka Lime & Lemonade. Cup Of Tea. Blink-182
I Don't Like. Scruffs. Spiders. Smelly People. Death Metal. Cliches. People Who Think They Are Better Than Someone Else In Every Fucking Way, Get Over Yourself. McFly. Burnt Toast. Blackburn. Arrogance. People Who Aren't Open Minded, It's 2008, Not Everybody Is Straight, White And Conforming. Fakes