Aimee and Stuff

My friend Aimee has wanted to do a blog, but apparently sucks at blogging. I don't really understand because she seems like the type of person to sit there with a coffee and a cigarette, looking over her computer writing shit about her life on here like the rest of us are, and I don't even know why I can imagine her doing that, I guess some people I just in-vision doing certain things, like a situation stereotype I guess. Aimee is one of those people that doesn't really change around other people, she is just always the same Aimee. Most of us just curve the way we are to suit who we are with, but she just doesn't, and everyone that knows her massively respects her for that. She's sort of like an erect penis, whilst everyone else is a limp penis. << Sorry for putting it like that but it just seemed like a great way to describe her, much love Aimee!!

OH and by the way I persuaded her to start blogging and here's a link to her blog, below an awesome picture of her. 

                                                         http://puke0nu.blogspot.co.uk/

Sad Notes on My Life

So to start off, I speak for myself as I imagine most teenagers sucked in by our throw-away society of greed and the lust for material possessions see themselves.

Ever since I was a young boy (younger than I already am, which by the way is 15) I have craved money, items and ‘better’ goods more and more. Being born in to a system like this gave me no hope of rising and resisting against our capitalist system, and so the tunnel vision I was born with just led to me feeding in to it.

As unfortunate as this is, this is how I imagine most youths of our western world were also brought up, and yet I don’t think even a quarter of them are ashamed of it, I mean, would you be? Being surrounded by the biggest and the best of the latest gadgets of today, would you even need to think of other people? I find it hard to comprehend what life would be like without money, because my life, and everyone’s life around me, is fuelled by money (minus the drunken homeless man sat near me on this bus trying to blow his cigarette smoke out of the window).

I once watched a comedy act on the television that I seem to remember I wasn’t allowed to watch, because of age restrictions or something like that, (which just made it even more thrilling). It was mainly about our money fuelled society and how technology is beginning to become more important to some than human relations. One line that has stuck in my head for all these years is, ‘you might have all of the gadgets in the world, but there will never be an app for friendship’.

The Spooky House of Butterpuff

Me and my friend Chris, who I've recently fallen out with over money for whatever shallow retarded reason

(GOD DAMN YOU FUCKING MONEY), made a video on his iPad to test out the 'trailer template' feature, now obviously, if you know me and Chris, we wouldn't seriously take good advantage of this feature, so to test it out, we made a completely stupid video, with no relevance to anything, ever. CHECK IT OUT ~

My foreign friend

I have a new friend! All the way from Cameroon, she began talking to me just out of the blue. I cannot speak french and so it is a little awkward communicating because we are both using translators and things like that, but it is really pleasant to speak to someone who doesn't care about money and the shallow things my life in England is full of. She's called Alexandra and she is quite poor, but although poor she is a lovely girl, I think she's about 17, from what I understand, I'm so happy I have such distant contact from someone who seems to be almost literally a world apart from me.

Money in a Tin

I've just started to try and have some financial organisation, so I can prioritise between necessities and things that I would like to do/buy. I've started putting money that I want as spare money in a tin at my girlfriends house (Sally's house). We're both putting money into it for things we would like to buy/do together. The first few things on the list are train and gig tickets, and ukulele's for us to play and sing together on the internet.

This is Sally, well, sort of, she doesn't like having her picture taken~

Ed Edd n Eddy

YES, my friend Ed just bought me an XX top, I'm so happy gaaaaaaaaaah.

I love Ed, he's such a good friend to me, and even though I burned one of his pencils, pissed his Dad off, and  squeezed his bad toe by accident, I reckon our friendship is pretty mutual. He's one of the only people that actually listens to what I say and has debates about things maturely, as well as having a non-serious, sarcastic relationship of exaggerated insults and violence. Everyone should have a friend like Ed. -No homo-

Here's a photo of the top he bought me, and me and him together.

The Christmas Break

In this Christmas break I've achieved pretty much nothing, unless you class a messier room, a load of pointless facebook updates, learning about two chords on ukulele, getting a new office chair, and playing computer games as productive. I'm not really ashamed or 'bugged' by my lack of achievement on this break, because after all, it is a break.
I guess I could be doing more interesting things with my life, which is sort of my new years resolution, to have a more satisfying, fulfilling life in this year just began. Wow, the year has just begun, weird. I remember last year like it was two weeks ago.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAAHAHHAno.

-Here's a picture of a pink cat.