Going nowhere in the fake yellow light...
...We left behind the busy crowd.
So it seems we slow down.
Meet me with a way out through the lies...
Ok I haven't blogged for a few days so I suppose I should let you guys catch up. This blog will/should be on a much cheerier note than my last.
Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday have been bizarre, I have been helping with the decorating and DIY of my house. The odd thing is its my dad whose doing it, taking that I hadn't spoken to him for 2 years in October. Its gone quite well though, no bust ups between him and my mum or with my brother. I haven't really said anything about it I just find it strange.
Monday night was Grandad, sorry Marc's 18th, and he has joined the elite of people like Michael Jackson and that Huntley chap. Grandad, I'm really sorry Marc left his 18th celebration bash in the Vic at 10:30 while we carried on for another hour.
Wednesday was a bit different as Emma asked if I could help her walk Tom Twaites' dogs with her. So at 10:00 I climbed on my bike and cycled to Ixworth. I was surprised how unfit I am! So it looks like Adam isn't going to be the only person starting a new fitness routine. It was nice to get out of the house, have a bimble and a chat. I headed of home 2 hours later with a cup of tea giving me the energy to (ehem) walk back up the hill to Troston. Arriving back at the mad house I was soon doing more DIY, putting on skirting board playing with phone lines. fun.
I planned Wednesday evening to have a group of mates over for 'gathering'. At about 6:30 JJ arrived after a driving lesson shortly followed by Will. Adam and Emma arrive at about 8:00 with another friend Dan with his girlfriend. So we had a livingroom full. I had invited Grandad but he was 'too busy with work'. (I'm sorry that was supposed to be Marc) We drunk, laughed, talked, strumbed, cooked and ate the night away. At about 9:00 Adam receive a phone call from 'Craig' who we promptly met down my local. We had another drink and a couple of games of 'ShitHead' the fantastic game that it is. After a pint and several rounds of cards we slowly made our way back to my house. For more music, drinking and pizza! By 11:00 everyone apart from, my good mates, JJ and Will, we continued to talk and eat until 3:00am before we went to to sleep.
In the morning after a few rounds of Halo on the Xbox we caught the rarest of thing, a bus, in Troston, heading to that distant place of Bury St Edmunds. Once there I spent more money this time on things to go to the Peaks rather than just booze. I started of on Monday morning with well over £150 in my bank. On with drawing more money today I discover the amount was dwindling at the £25 mark! Oh Well God bless EMA! After having lunch at Pizza Hut, that fabulous place made from the crust of a deep pan. Between us I think we polished of around 30 slices discounting, garlic bread and that useless green stuff 'salad'. Did you know that you use more energy digesting celery than you get from it.
We braved the cold and left Pizza Hut, on a voyage... of wasting time. Just waiting for JJ to catch a bus home. As me and Will walked to his Taxi, (sorry Mrs points) we passed that fine specimen of a maths student... cor!
...Nowhere, going nowhere in the fake yellow light.
The feelings change so fast.
Safety scares them away...
Well I said that I would blog about the 'weirdness' of my life recently and I will.
- My Dad being over, its just strange cause I haven't really spoken to him and he was here 3 days in a row.
- ATC is crossing over into my life more than ever before, in inviting people over I realized 90% of my mates are cadets. Even at school cadets is always slipped into conversations.
- People at cadets are becoming mates and getting with people I like at school, who are not cadets. So the friends that aren't cadets are still being tied in.
- My mum thinks I should get with Emma, almost everyday she makes a come, or tells a member of my family or a friend how nice she is, she can't get it into her head about JJ and everything else. (maybe a less revised version of Jann 3000, perhaps Jane 3.1)
...I can't bring myself to say it's my own advice I need.
Nowhere and then nowhere.
Living trapped inside the chase...
Well life is pretty good at the moment even if not a little odd, I hardly think about Kay anymore and I'm really looking to move on, need to get some confidence lol.
...Our weakness is the same.
We need poison sometimes.
So take another drink with me...
This has been a massive blog and I'm really sorry cause its probably all shit, but this week has been so different but so good. (My poor old liver). I got home from the pub after cadets and hour and a half ago. It was chilled just 5 of us quietly chatting.
Right I've written too much and I'll stop, thanks for reading, you must have used a packet of ProPlus to get this far.
...Blame no one.
Look in my eyes and blame no one
So it seems we slow down.
Meet me with a way out through the lies...
Ok I haven't blogged for a few days so I suppose I should let you guys catch up. This blog will/should be on a much cheerier note than my last.
Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday have been bizarre, I have been helping with the decorating and DIY of my house. The odd thing is its my dad whose doing it, taking that I hadn't spoken to him for 2 years in October. Its gone quite well though, no bust ups between him and my mum or with my brother. I haven't really said anything about it I just find it strange.
Monday night was Grandad, sorry Marc's 18th, and he has joined the elite of people like Michael Jackson and that Huntley chap. Grandad, I'm really sorry Marc left his 18th celebration bash in the Vic at 10:30 while we carried on for another hour.
Wednesday was a bit different as Emma asked if I could help her walk Tom Twaites' dogs with her. So at 10:00 I climbed on my bike and cycled to Ixworth. I was surprised how unfit I am! So it looks like Adam isn't going to be the only person starting a new fitness routine. It was nice to get out of the house, have a bimble and a chat. I headed of home 2 hours later with a cup of tea giving me the energy to (ehem) walk back up the hill to Troston. Arriving back at the mad house I was soon doing more DIY, putting on skirting board playing with phone lines. fun.
I planned Wednesday evening to have a group of mates over for 'gathering'. At about 6:30 JJ arrived after a driving lesson shortly followed by Will. Adam and Emma arrive at about 8:00 with another friend Dan with his girlfriend. So we had a livingroom full. I had invited Grandad but he was 'too busy with work'. (I'm sorry that was supposed to be Marc) We drunk, laughed, talked, strumbed, cooked and ate the night away. At about 9:00 Adam receive a phone call from 'Craig' who we promptly met down my local. We had another drink and a couple of games of 'ShitHead' the fantastic game that it is. After a pint and several rounds of cards we slowly made our way back to my house. For more music, drinking and pizza! By 11:00 everyone apart from, my good mates, JJ and Will, we continued to talk and eat until 3:00am before we went to to sleep.
In the morning after a few rounds of Halo on the Xbox we caught the rarest of thing, a bus, in Troston, heading to that distant place of Bury St Edmunds. Once there I spent more money this time on things to go to the Peaks rather than just booze. I started of on Monday morning with well over £150 in my bank. On with drawing more money today I discover the amount was dwindling at the £25 mark! Oh Well God bless EMA! After having lunch at Pizza Hut, that fabulous place made from the crust of a deep pan. Between us I think we polished of around 30 slices discounting, garlic bread and that useless green stuff 'salad'. Did you know that you use more energy digesting celery than you get from it.
We braved the cold and left Pizza Hut, on a voyage... of wasting time. Just waiting for JJ to catch a bus home. As me and Will walked to his Taxi, (sorry Mrs points) we passed that fine specimen of a maths student... cor!
...Nowhere, going nowhere in the fake yellow light.
The feelings change so fast.
Safety scares them away...
Well I said that I would blog about the 'weirdness' of my life recently and I will.
- My Dad being over, its just strange cause I haven't really spoken to him and he was here 3 days in a row.
- ATC is crossing over into my life more than ever before, in inviting people over I realized 90% of my mates are cadets. Even at school cadets is always slipped into conversations.
- People at cadets are becoming mates and getting with people I like at school, who are not cadets. So the friends that aren't cadets are still being tied in.
- My mum thinks I should get with Emma, almost everyday she makes a come, or tells a member of my family or a friend how nice she is, she can't get it into her head about JJ and everything else. (maybe a less revised version of Jann 3000, perhaps Jane 3.1)
...I can't bring myself to say it's my own advice I need.
Nowhere and then nowhere.
Living trapped inside the chase...
Well life is pretty good at the moment even if not a little odd, I hardly think about Kay anymore and I'm really looking to move on, need to get some confidence lol.
...Our weakness is the same.
We need poison sometimes.
So take another drink with me...
This has been a massive blog and I'm really sorry cause its probably all shit, but this week has been so different but so good. (My poor old liver). I got home from the pub after cadets and hour and a half ago. It was chilled just 5 of us quietly chatting.
Right I've written too much and I'll stop, thanks for reading, you must have used a packet of ProPlus to get this far.
...Blame no one.
Look in my eyes and blame no one
posted by Frank.Carn at 18:14
3 Comments:
If I worked though I wouldn't have free weekends so I couldn't do everything I want to.
hehe. it was mike doing the stripping not me.
Lol how did you know i look hot in my boxers?
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