A lot's changed since I last signed innnnn. Turn 17, fuck it's shit! I should be learning to drive but my honest desire to sit around and do fuck all, write songs and argue politics with my best mate who is on the other side of the political fence and of course, smoke and drink. Sadly, aye I'm still at school. The mum pulled a fast one at signing some child benefit forms so I'm stuck at a shithole. Plenty of free classes so I wander around, roll a cigarette and just bugger off for a few hours doing my own thing, suits me to be quite honest. Plus I'm teaching some kids to play bass, hopefully it's worth it and they do something with music cause fuck it, let's be honest. What exactly does "YOU'RE NUMBERRRR ONEEEE" from tinchy stryder mean besides a girl? A girl comes and goes, write something that offends or tell the truth and fuck it, you've caused a riot for freedom of speech. Never was aware we lived in China nowadays.

Still hoping to go to college to learn that nice little trade known as Sound engineering.

And this Lockerbie (sp) bomber incident? What the fuck, America's going to boycott us? Bomb London or take down the Scottish Nationalist Party, not the whole country. I was against it, more or less I didn't really care because I'd expect terrorist attacks to front page a newspaper daily. Of course the victims etc didn't deserve that but leaving a bugger to rot. Have evidence, as much as I'd like the bugger myself to die. Americans, gottaaaa love them.

Went to Blackpool Rebellion 2009. RIOTTTTT. Saw a lot of the bands I love like the Exploited, crowd surfed and met Wattie. Met Charlie from the UK Subs, Arturo from the Lurkers and such-like. Great atmosphere and that shit.

Recently realised that if you can't get an arsehole away from you by being sensible and talking shit over. No other way than force. A crime to not wear designer gear in this town I live in? Appears so, I guess. UNTIL NEXT TIME VIEWERS, I'M AWAYYYYY (To bed because it's been a fucking long day...)