I'm thinking about typing up The Quotebook at the end of S6 and making copies for those who want.

Maybe charge £5 [unsure as yet] for it seens as it'll take up a lot of my time, ink and paper.

I'd like to keep it separate from school cause when the school's involved bad things happen aha.

So if anyone's interested or has any thoughts just leave a comment below.
Tar.

Well, today there have been a series of unfortunate events..

10am, mum's at work and I'm still alseep. There's a knock at the door. I ignore it. Another knock. I go down and answer the door. It's the postman.
Now correct me if I'm wrong but don't usually post people knock if there's a parcel or if something needs signed for? I thought so.
But this guy he knocked and knocked and woke me up to hand me LETTERS which could have been simply POSTED through a LETTER box. Seriously the clue is in the names..
He's old and slightly creepy..

Secondly I was handling my corn snake and she started making weird noises then suddenly she just shat all down me and the floor. I was like "God GOD SHITE GOD!"
Seriously RUNNY PROJECTILE SNAKE SHIT! DX = second shower of the day.

Thirdly Daisy the Jack Russel decided she didn't feel too good and proceeded to be sick all down the stairs..the cat saw Daisy being sick and must have thought "haw bro that looks like a well gid idea" he then puked up half sick half fur ball..fucking fabby..so I cleaned while the cat WATCHED me..

Fourthly a stray cat decided to have a wee donder into my house and when he saw that the cat food wasnt up to his standard knocked it off the table, ran through it then pissed on my fucking door..so spent agees using everything and anything that didnt smell like pish to get smell away.

Fifthly some slow twit of a woman decided come to my door with a bloody survey. I was beyond bemused at this point.
"Hello, hope you're well today", it was raining btw..idiot, "would you mind taking a couple of minutes to answer some questions about your local council?"
"No, I'm kinda busy."
"Okay let's get started.."
She took 20 minutes to ask me questions and kept ticking the wrong boxes..and completely ignored me when I mentioned the by-pass they've been promising for about 12 fecking years.

And then mum gets home, by this time I'm completely pissed off and just not in the mood for anything, and she says "You didn't even crush the cans.." and shook her head.
Seriously FML!!

I like sleep.
I only like waking up if I'm doing something interesting during the day or if I get woke up by random texts.
I like simple dreams or no dreams. My dreams are confusing. I used to dream of old people killing me and lawnmowers - no joke.
I couldn't say scrambled egg when I was younger - I called it strangled egg. And one year at Easter time I drew a picture of a bunny rabbit strangling some eggs.
I like to stay up as long as possible.
I have some unusual conversations with friends which range from pubic hair to facial hair to no hair to farts, projectile poo, projectile sick, prostitutes, whores, religions, sheep, and other retarded related topics.
I love my wives.
In art I accidently made something resembling a bleeding penis. My art teacher can do wonderful dinosaur impressions - the fish ones are for another time.
I love tea, coffee not so much..
I like Red Bull & Relentless.
Jelly Babies make me feel sick.
I fall over a lot. It can be funny.
My sense of humour can be sarcastic and sometimes sadistic depending on my mood. If you don't know what sadistic means then go google it or something cause it'll take me longer to explain.
I confuse people.
I like monkeys and tigers.
I like dairy products. Once I made my own cheese. It was accidently cheese. It was bad.
I like warm summer days in the glen with friends.
I don't like wine but if i mix it with summit it's no too bad.
I like photogaphs.
One time in Jersey this little french boy ran away with my camera. I managed to get it back when i bribed him with ice cream. He had an affro.
I got chased by a cockroach down a Spanish street when I was ten.
I like smooth pebbles.
I like shiny things.
I used to find things when I was little. Mum told me to put it back where I found it so I'd go ALL the way back to where it had been and put it back. Therefore a ten minute walk could take us up to an hour.
I hate it when wind is behind you. I don't mind the wind in my face.
Pins and Needles are an actual joke.
My jaw used to lock in my sleep.
Sometimes it wouldn't quite lock and I'd end up grinding my molars hence my two fillings on one side.
My orthodontist was nice. Eventually she had to go on maternity leave seens as she couldn't reach anybody's mouths and her baby had kicked some woman in the head. I'm sure it hurt....
She was replaced by some weirdo who couldn't talk english and tried to kill me with the mould stuff then tried to operate on the wrong side of my mouth cause he'd put up the X-Rays the wrong way. He soon dissappeared.
Religion annoys me. Yes I believe there is something after death but the living have created something to work against people which ironically contradicts the words of their books - which have been re-written and are ambiguous. I'm not totally against religion just the people who control it and use to murder whole nations just cause they have a different religion.
I'm worried for my future and wth im going to do.
I worry a lot.
Sometimes I don't worry enough.
I can be slow.
I talk too fast.
I had a blood python pee on me once. He was called Inka and we were giving him meds.
I love Rubix - the cube and the snake.
i broke my rubix cube - it wouldnt move easily so i got angry and threw at a wall.
I had a Furby called Tomo. He was ginger with black stripes. He sang to cars and wouldn't shut up. He tragically died in a domestic inncident involving stairs..and a front door.
I fell out my window once.
I fell in a road once.
I saw a dog get ran over and you could hear it's leg break when the car skidded and crushed it. The dog ran away into someones garden. I didn' see it again.
I once came home to a ginger cat lying at the side of the road with it's head smashed in and blood everywhere. I cried.
I used to watch Captain Scarlet with my cousins Lewis and Robbie at Grans house. I can still remember the song. I loved Kal he was an awesome dog. So was Bruce - he was always so fluffy. I also loved Big Ted.
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