January

Ahh, the start of the year. Not really kicking things off, but warming us up for the rest of the year. Ironically.

Strange though, normally there's more snow.

So anyways, this month involved me turning 17, getting coursework done for today, I mean literally, today was the deadline for several things... aaand that's about the size of it. I did get a rather fanciful some of money for my 17th celebration of birth, but coursework got in the way of me spending it.

Which I'm sure is something you've been biting your nails over.

Also, I still haven't bloody installed Photoshop my dad got me for Christmas. Nor have I, so far, got drunk this year.

On my priorities list.

Meanwhile; February. Probably be more of the same; cold, not very interesting. Nothing really kicks off till March. Roll on March.

short one this;

I rewatched Iron Man 2 today. Wasn't actually that rubbish at all.

Happy Birthday!

My blog is now exactly a year old.

Right. Well.

My birthday was also about a week ago. My parents bought me some acrylic paint.




Well I hope that information overload satisfied you for the day, I'll see you whenever.

Resolutions

-Install music software on your bloody computer, you've had it for about a year.
-Get all tonked up n shiz.
-Overthrow the government
-Cash that £50 cheque your granny gave you in September.
-Learn2grammar
-Learn2english
-Learn2drive
-Win the lottery, go abroad, marry some Thai woman, get lost, end up in Uzbekistan, do it all whilst drunk.
-Take over the world
-Choose a job
-Choose life
-Choose a fuckin' big television...

It's the start of the year as we know it

Evening.

I'm ashamed to admit right now, that I've done very little this decade other than sleep and eat fish. Oh well, it'll pick up. That was actually kinda cheap wasn't it?

Anyway. I'm considering joining tumblr, joining the masses, ba'a'a'ah, me'e'e'eh, and whatever other noises sheep make.

I haven't decided whether it'll render this blog obsolete. I did want this blog to last more than a year, and perhaps eventually get a bit less pointless, but hey ho, we'll see what happens I guess.

Evening.