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[Oct. 5th, 2005|10:13 pm] |
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23 In a week, how old is that :( |
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| ooooooooooh |
[Jun. 7th, 2005|07:33 pm] |
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Yes, I'm still alive :P |
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| Shocking, an update??? |
[Dec. 23rd, 2004|08:59 pm] |
It would seem so, I thought it only fair that I put something up here before the year is out. Not much, but you know, its the thought ;)
:)
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[Aug. 14th, 2004|03:29 pm] |
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So now I've finally started working at Heaven & Hell and its really obsessive. I'm really enjoying it and having a really good laugh. I was a bit meh at the start of the first night until I worked out everything, but after an hour it was all pretty easy. I really enjoyed last night too, didn't even want to go for a break. Was much fun.
It's kinda knackering though because I didn't finish until half 3 but I'm usually awake until pretty early.
So it's kinda all fun at the moment.
Also missing miss Allanah. :p
Liverpool drew 1-1 ... meh, she'll probably rub that in :p |
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| hmmm |
[Aug. 8th, 2004|02:50 am] |
Kind of a lot on my mind at the moment, not sure if it's because its early morning or because it's coming up to 4 years since granddad died. It can't really be that long, can it? I remember ever bit like it was only last night.
I'd come in late from a night out and was watching late night RAW on Sky Sports then the hospital phoning, mum thinking it was someone for me then me finding out it was mum the wanted and then her saying she'd to go the hospital. I'd not seen granddad for a few weeks and I knew this was the end and needed to be there. Uncle Kevin coming and picking up me and Mum with Nana already in the car. Going there and upon arriving, Uncle Kevin not being unable to go in, so it was the 3 of us. Then seeing granddad just laying there helpless with all this shit sticking out of him and making the most heartbreaking of breathing noises.
Being lead away to another room where I was asked to go and make drinks like I was some child who couldn't hear the news. Then going back and seeing granddad again. Mum and Nana crying and saying they couldn't watch. Then me sitting there for over 40 mins with granddad while he slowly stopped breathing. He’d kind of stop breathing for a lil while then take a big massive breath as though he just didn't want to let go. Eventually they gave him a couple of injections and it was over.
A second is all it takes; it’s really fucked up when you think about it.
Never seen anyone die before, don’t want to again ever but I guess I’ll have to.
Apart from that, today has been disgusting. Spent an hour with Alley today talking about things and checking out these modelling photos. Kind of kept my distance though and just listened and stuff. Apart from that, seemed to fall out with Allanah quite a bit which is happening far too often. I don’t like that. Tired now. |
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| Slappers |
[Aug. 5th, 2004|10:27 pm] |
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Just found out Doncaster is full of slappers *^_^* Slappers + Drunk Kev = nothing cos I have to be a good boy me thinks. |
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| Email to andy - |
[Jul. 26th, 2004|10:24 pm] |
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Well Mr. Watton, it is another of ‘those’ emails I’m afraid. |
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| Slag! |
[Jun. 16th, 2004|12:54 am] |
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Okay, help me out a little readers, I know its been a while... My ex is being an absolute slag and trying to bed any of my friends (so watch out if you are one) that show an interest and I find out one friend has kissed her. This friend at that time was supposed to be seeing another of my friends or kissed Smelly Slag only days after I split with her. Now this friend is usually a sound guy and we've known each other for 4 years. Should I be pissed off with him? I know if he was with someone for 11 months and his ex came on to me, I'd respectfully say no to her. On friday we're supposed to be doing a wrestling show together in Leigh. What would you do?
This other friend told me loads liked me all the time I was with Alley and only started seeing someone else because I wouldn't kiss her while I was with Alley. Then they started to like each other and stuff so it was all cool. But then its into playing games and I can't be arsed with that.
Since splitting with Alley I've seen her for what she really is, and what some of my friends had told me she was like but I never believed them. She's a desperate grungy alcholic who is an absolute mess and needs to feel the attention from anyone who'll 'take her home'. Shocking what you find out about people when you open your eyes.
She says she's not trying to hurt or annoy me, but she's hanging around MY pub, the Napier, where she never even bothered with before with me, and throwing herself at anyone and everything. I've not been there since we split cos it would really annoy me. If shes after random guys then thats cool, but not friends. And, when we split, it was a very nice and good split, agreed we'd still be friends and that wouldn't rub each others noses in stuff. A nasty lil piece of work lol. The bastard Kev is building inside lol.
As for my friend, its fucking out of order. I talked to him quite a bit about me and Alley and you just don't do that. I think I'm just going to speak when spoken to on Friday and go home at the end of the show. I'm not so much annoyed, more, disapointed I guess. I wouldn't treat anyone this way, I know I can be a dick at times, but its just silly. Would you do that to a friend? What would you do say if it happened to you? Thoughts please... :) |
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| You know things are bad when... |
[Apr. 27th, 2004|11:43 pm] |
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... I do an update... in fact, i cant think how things could be any worse...
so yeah, after almost 11 months with alley, a few of them apart I talk to jon tonight.
Jons had a lot of shit over the last year and a lot of people have fucked him off and i'm one of only a few to stand by him in public and he said he'd something to tell me that he couldn't keep to himself any longer.
Alley has been pulling lots of random guys when shes been out in Jaks etc while shes *supposed* to 'love' me... which is nice isn't it? love, yeah...
can't begin to put into words really, i know i wasn't an angel and got kissed a few times when drunk, but fuck :( |
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[Feb. 28th, 2004|01:31 pm] |
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yes, I'm still alive :p |
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| Bright Future? |
[Jan. 31st, 2004|05:00 pm] |
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| | Meat Loaf - Testify | ] |
Well, I don’t usually post on U Journal, but I thought I would today. I usually post on LJ and it’s usually bad stuff, but today it’s good. I got a text from Andy this morning saying he has been accepted into the Police force and it got me thinking.
Myself, Andy and Ryan, in all honesty have grown up in a bad area where most people, in fact, a huge percentage of people amount to nothing in life and either end up on drugs, parents, in low paying jobs (if they can be arsed working at all) or in prison.
There are very few people who have the intelligence or desire to make something of them, which is extremely disappointing. I know live can be hard and times can be hard emotionally and financially but you simply can’t give up and it seems that most people have; especially people around our age.
I’m not sure why, but I was really pleased and proud of Andy when he text me the news. It seemed like a blagging couple of years for Mr. W and he took a big risk when he left a secure job to pursue a chance to enter the police force and its paid off. So the future is looking bright.
Ryan screwed up at school and could easily have gone down the same road as everyone else but he took a risk too and started college at the very bottom. 4 years of college is savage but he stuck with it and now he’s at University doing a degree he really wants. As well as this, he’s got plans to do something with a recording studio, which sounds really cool. The fact he stuck with those 4 savage years and had the drive to make it so I think the future is looking bright.
For years I’ve had plans, but I’ve never took the risk. I’ve sat back and learned but now I’m doing it. I’m taking on average £100 a day in ticket sales for the one big show. I’m running 3 shows in as many weeks from the end of February to March. I’m contacting more venues and I’m really doing it. I’m getting contacts I’d never have imagined I could with some massive names and all seems to be going well at the moment. I’m also just over a year from having a degree which is pretty exceptional because I don’t know anyone else round here around my age who can say that.
So, as I’ve said a lot… the future is looking bright… lets hope it stays that way.
I think me, Matt and Andy are going to go out and get a bit drunk tonight! |
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| 'I love you to bits... |
[Jan. 13th, 2004|04:45 pm] |
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| | Meat Loaf - I'd Do Anything For Love (But I Won't Do That) | ] |
... I really do Kev, it's fine, I've been moody lately too' was the text I woke up to from Alley. She asked yesterday what was going on in my head as she wanted to know.
I didn't reply and she texted late last night about 'You've had all day, where's your smart arsed reply?' So I replied with something like 'No smart arsed replies, head isn't up to it. whats with the new attitude?' and her reply was the above...
Now, maybe that seems headmessing enough, for the last month she's been on about getting back together and the slightest mention of another girl and she's upset or angry...
And then today, just randomly checking old FaceParty messages and look at Alleys profile and she's back 'in a relationship' with a dude called 'Andy'. The last time I looked I was her 'dream guy' or whatever the fuck it says.
Damn, there goes my back up plan... is this the final nail in the 'fuck her off for good this time' coffin? It's not like I'm sort on girly attention, but you can never have enough options... hmmm, anyone any thoughts?
Maybe it's time for me to listen for once... |
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| Left in the dark |
[Jan. 12th, 2004|04:00 pm] |
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You don't need to sneak in the door just come on in to the room. I've been lying in our bed in the dark all alone. I've been waiting, I've been waiting for you. There's been no reason to move, it's been as still as a tomb. I needed you oh so badly tonight but I guess you had better things to do.
I should have know that it was coming to this. But I must have been blind. I bet you still got a trace of his love in your eyes. And you still got his eyes on your mind. You swore you'd be with me at 7 o'clock. Now it's a quarter to 3.. Well whatever you got and whoever it was. I guess you couldn't get it from me. Whatever you got and whoever it was. I guess you couldn't get it from me.
I know that you love me, there's no need to talk. I see the look in your eyes and I got the proof.
And there are no lies on your body, so take off your dress. I just want to get at the truth. I know that you love me, there's no need to talk. I see the look in your eyes and I got the proof. And there are no lies on your body, so take off your dress. I just want to get at the truth.
And there are so many things that I just got to know. You tell me who! You tell me where! You tell me when!
But don't tell me now, I don't need any answers tonight. I just need some love, so turn out the lights. And I'll be left in the dark again. Left in the dark again. I just need some love, so turn out the lights. And I'll be left in the dark again. Left in the dark again. I just need some love, so turn out the lights. And I'll be left in the dark again. Left Iin the dark again.
I should have known that it was coming to this. But I must have been blind. I bet you still got a trace of his love in your eyes. And you still got his eyes on your mind. You swore you'd be with me at 7 o'clock. Now it's a quarter to 3. Well whatever you got and whoever it was. I guess you couldn't get it from me. I guess you couldn't get it from me.
But down in my soul - down in my soul I know. I know that you love me, there's no need to talk. I see the look in your eyes and I got the proof.
And there are no lies on your body, so take off your dress. I just want to get at the truth. And there are so many things that I just got to know. You tell me who! You tell me where! You tell me when!
But don't tell me now, I don't need any answers tonight. I just need some love, so turn out the lights. And I'll be left in the dark again. I just need some love, so turn out the lights. And I'll be left in the dark again.
I just need some love, so turn out the lights. And I'll be left in the dark again. I just need some love, so turn out the lights. And I'll be left in the dark again. I just need some love, so turn out the lights. And I'll be left in the dark again. I just need some love, so turn out the lights. And I'll be left in the dark again. Left in the dark again. |
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[Jan. 5th, 2004|09:34 pm] |
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Fucking Bollocks! |
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| last night i went to... |
[Jan. 4th, 2004|04:05 pm] |
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| | one hundred and fooooooooooooooorty | ] |
cellar bar, grapes, napier, jaks, stage door, bar ibiza, fj's grapes, o'niels, napier, utopia, bentleys, grapes... and OB's girl stood him up and i pulled a girly in grapes and left hers at 11 this morning... ah bugger. :p
came home, watch football (we won 2-0) and now watching BBC darts which is so shit when Sky darts is on.
Now all obsessed with CM4 again and think i might play that all night long :) |
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| hardcore legend |
[Jan. 3rd, 2004|02:51 pm] |
Indeed, out with OB again tonight. Feel slightly dodgy as I sort of ditched him last week to try sorting out my girly probs. Haha, and now I (kind of) don't have any girly problems, as there are no girlys... It's slightly entertaining.
Now Mr. Board has his own problemd and I think this week it will be me dragged around with him to various girlys... too funny. He's blagging me about his girlys friend, but I know one of them and shes smelly and dirty and you'd more than likely catch an STD from just looking at her... pointless... she is also a bit fat *pukes*
Spent a lot of last night sending and getting plenty of e-mails off Mary Beth as was a lot on her mind. I think I helped a little and seemed a little better when I went to watch some films.
I was pretty obsessed, watched 3 films on BBC 1 actually, one after the other. The last one was a really unfunny spoof with Sam L Jackson and really was a bit shit.
My suit has arrived, but still no watch. Not fair. I want my fucking nice designer watch :(. I don't know if I like my new suit, but I'll wear it tonight and watch for girly reactions. I also think my hair needs changing because I don't like it now. When it's not 'perfect' it look ginger and all mixed together. it sucks.
Also seems Myss MB is trying to set me up with her friend, which would be entertaining and maybe nice... hmmm
Oh bollocks, not football today :(. Might go and play NHL for a bit.
Alley still texting :o\ |
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[Jan. 2nd, 2004|06:46 pm] |
Somewhere a red-eyed waitress glances. At another movie magazine. Down on the corner there's a grocery boy. Stuffin' boxes fulla hungry dreams.
Someone is cleanin' up the offices. One window burnin' in the dark. Somebody's cryin' is there any way in hell. To light a comet from a single spark.
Workin' so hard I can't remember much. About the freedom I been workin' for. Felt like a prisoner 'til I looked in your eyes. And saw a million wide open doors. Ya tell me put a little money away. Every dog'll have his day in time. Well I been slavin' like a dog and I got nothin' to show ya. But a collar and a fist fulla nickels and dimes.
I want a piece. A piece a the action. Gimme a shot at the real thing. I want a piece a the action. A piece a the action. Gonna turn on the master. Gonna cut these strings.
Been livin' just like my old man did. And neither one of us could get it right. Punchin' in when the day begins. And punchin' out the local boys at night.
There's someone leavin' on a peelin' porch. And someone leavin' on a silver plane. I finally know the man I'd rather be. Girl I won't be back to getcha 'til they know my name.
They hand you a paycheck every week. And steal a piece of your soul every day. Well I don't need no gold watch in fifty years. Baby let's be golden today.
Somewhere a red-eyed waitress glances. At another movie magazine. Down on the corner there's a grocery boy. Stuffin' boxes fulla hungry dreams ... |
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| Girls = headfucking (not in a good way) shites... maybe? |
[Jan. 2nd, 2004|01:41 am] |
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You know when something is going to happen, but you don’t know why you know it, you just do. My little prediction yesterday of ‘you never can be to sure about that girl’ rings so true today. My last update ruled… it was viciously brilliant and was Kev aged 16 – 18… and everything said was the truth.
But when I woke up, the Kev aged 21 kicked in and actually cared about people’s feelings but I don’t know why. It’s remarkably strange actually, and I don’t know how many times, but I want the old Kev to return. It was miles more funny.
Actually, he seems to be sneaking in as of late. I’ve been involved in being nasty and in trouble resulting in last night seeing one of the most vicious things ever… far more vicious than the way treated by a certain girl, blagged by another who has liked me for a year but too scared to say (haha, no fucking way girly), ‘I love you and would do anything for you’ texts off the ex and… AND… some dirty little girl in C’est La Vie sitting next to me, saying I’m nice and she was going to fuck me later… that’s too funny, she was like 16 or younger… but anyway, more vicious than all that…
Yes, I was witness (kind of) to one of the most savage beatings I have seen. Beaten to within a breath of his life and then dumped outside into the snow. Wasn’t that nice? Jesus, what a way to bring in the new year… you just have to love things.
Well, maybe not, I fair hated things, and the only decent part of the night was buying Blackcurrant drinks in pubs. That was relatively amusing.
I’ve actually not got a clue where this is going. I’m going back to Ujournal. Free to say what I think and feel there. It rules…
Maybe… |
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[Dec. 31st, 2003|11:12 am] |
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You know what your name is. You sure of where ya live. You know how much you make.. Ah, you know how much you give. You know where your house is. You know which road to take. Ah, but you're sure `bout lots of things. Look out there's one mistake.
There just ain't no doubt. There's just one thing you're never too sure about. Never can be too sure about the girl. Oh, you can never be too sure about the girl. You leave her there, when you get back. She calls you Bill, when your name is Jack. Never can be too sure about the girl.
You know about the truth. You can see it in her eyes. One thing you know about love. It'll cut you down to size. You hear what they tell you. Do you do what you're told. And if they say yes -- Does it mean it's really so?
You're ready for the thrill tonight. You think you'll take it slow. But she's forgotten more, boy. Then you will ever know.
She calls you up in the middle of the night. She says she's lonesome and alone. You're all revved up, finally some place to go. You knock on that door -- Nobody's home.
Never can be too sure about the girl. Oh...you never can be too sure about the girl. You leave her there, when you get back. She calls you Bill, when your name is Jack. Never can be too sure about the girl. Oh...you never can be too sure about the girl. She'll drive you crazy...oh...girl. |
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