ScottIsAFool: Rants

Glad I Wasn't Going Anywhere This Evening

Thu, 07 Aug 2008 22:29:48 GMT

I'm glad I wasn't going anywhere this evening. And yes, this is the same family!

She just parked that close to the back of my car! It's not like she would have been blocking a driveway by being just a bit further back either!

Whilst writing this, I was listening to Hans Zimmer & James Newton Howard - Always a Catch

Oh, Come On!

Tue, 05 Aug 2008 17:17:49 GMT

Seriously! How fucking hard is it?! Yes, you are seeing correctly, they have parked on the bloody pavement!

"Ma, where's my hunting gun.?"

Whilst writing this, I was listening to Velvet Revolver - Come On, Come In

This Is What I’m On About!

Wed, 25 Jun 2008 08:57:24 GMT

In some of my tweets on Twitter, you might have seen me complain about how incompetent my neighbours are when it comes to parking. I should iterate at this point, by incompetent, I mean f*cking retarded and can’t park for shit!

So when I got home last night and discovered that the same people have parked like morons again, I decide to show you all what I meant, so I took a couple of pictures (and then stitched them with Windows Live Photo Gallery) and present that to you here (number plates blanked to protect the thick):

Seriously, look how much space there is between each of the cars! What you can’t see very well in the picture is the Astra (red car on the left) is actually parked at an angle!!!! But it's their daughter (green 106) that is the worst at the moment. Seriously, how hard is it to park sensibly and show consideration for the other people who have to park there. I should point out that all three cars (hippy wagon, astra, 106) all belong to the same family, so I’m guessing parking skills is not something this family possesses!

If this continues, then I will having words with them and telling them if they can’t park properly, to park elsewhere!

Whilst writing this, I was listening to Ozzy Osbourne - Perry Mason

How Is This A Selling Point?

Fri, 23 May 2008 14:44:48 GMT

Over the last few days I’ve been having several problems with my internet and my BT Home Hub that has resulted in several calls to BT’s “Technical Support” (I quote that because they appeared thick as pig shit)! The trouble is that BT’s call centre is situated in India, not in the UK, so you have people trying to be helpful, but where English isn’t their first language, so you try and explain something to them and they just haven’t got a clue!

I was then watching the TV the other night, and an advert came on for a bank and one of the big selling points was “if you call our call centre, you’ll be speaking to someone in this country.” I couldn’t help thinking “how is that a selling point?” Has the situation with call centres got that ridiculous that companies are now offering UK based call centres as a selling point?! I mean, shouldn’t that be a given? I mean let’s face it, if someone in Germany calls a call centre for a German company, they’re not going to get someone in India saying “Guten tag, kann ich innen helfen?” are you! So why should we?

So again, how is something that should be a given become a selling point…?!

Whilst writing this, I was listening to Def Leppard - Love Bites (live)

Wish I'd Gone?

Sun, 19 Aug 2007 22:37:22 GMT

Not really. You might remember me talking about a "school reunion" that someone was organising through Facebook. Well, that whole thing was yesterday; there were a few people (and by a few, I mean maybe 20, judging by the pictures that were put up) who went. Of those few people, were there any there that I would have wanted to catch up with? Not really. Since I first mentioned about people from school adding me on Facebook, I have since had four more people add me, and I add three others. Of the three I added, I have at least tried to contact them through Facebook, had a reply from one. Of the four who added me, two of them have contacted me, one of them contacted me to plug his band (yes, this might be a slightly cynical view...) as he saw I played guitar, and one hasn't contacted me at all.

The whole thing is kinda weird for me, seeing all their activity, adding friends etc, who they're adding, and one thing that seems very bizarre to me is the amount of siblings that are being added. For example, lots of people in my year are adding the siblings of other people from our year, even though they had nothing to do with them at school. That is just weird. Even my brother has had friend requests from people who were in my year. If someone can explain that behaviour to me, I'd love to hear it!

As for the reunion itself, well, I have mentioned many times on my blog about people who keep the same appearance for years, who look the same when we were at school, and nothing is different there. I was able to recognise most of the people there. The only person I didn't recognise in the slightest was L, which is interesting, as she is the only person I knew who might be going that would spark my interest. She looks very different from our school days. Good for her. Will I be adding her as a friend on Facebook then? No. And yes, she is on it. There is a reason for that, but hey, can't divulge everything, can I now

So why didn't I go? Well, as I mentioned in my original blog entry about it, this is the first time I have heard from anyone from my school days in almost 8 years! So what reason could I possibly have to drive 150 miles to see a group of people who never bothered contacting me in the first place when I left Coventry? Especially as the couple of people that I did keep in contact with didn't bother keeping up that contact. So I can hear people say things like "Oh it's great to see you again?" Would it be? Would it really? The same people who took very little interest in me at school...? I don't think so!

Interesting thing will be that this blog post will also get imported into my Facebook notes, which will be viewable by those friends who have added me, at the risk (?) of alienating some by putting this entry up, I would love to hear any comments...

Do I wish I'd gone? Ha.

Whilst writing this I was listening to Michael Jackson - Smooth Criminal

Feeling Guilty?

Sat, 26 May 2007 23:28:54 GMT

Hands up those who are feeling massive amounts of guilt right now... Gerry and Kate McCann, I'm looking at you...! For those who don't know (which possibly isn't that many considering all the media attention), Gerry and Kate McCann's daughter, Maddie, was abducted in the Algarve about three weeks ago and has yet to be found. It has been reported that Gerry McCann will "search the world until Maddie is found." Now you might be thinking that this is very noble, very brave, very.... whatever!!! What it shows is a serious amount of guilt! As I mentioned, this case has had a lot of media publicity all over the world, for some reason all the media are loving this particular story, not sure why when you consider that many, many children get abducted throughout the world, unless of course it's the fact that they can put a beaming picture of a blonde smiling girl on the front of every paper (they'd have been buggered if it was some ugly kid with deformaties!).

So what has that got to do with guilt? Well, unsurprisingly, none of the media seem to be focussing that much attention on the fact that the adult McCans were actually at dinner at the resort they were staying at, with Maddie and their two other children on their own in their resort apartment, completely unsupervised! Hence Gerry's guilt! It makes sense for the media not to focus their attention on this fact, let's face it, monstrous, sick, perverted paedophiles make for much better sales than "bad parents." Which is a sad case for the parents, who quite frankly should be racked with guilt, and a sad case for the media.

I know (no, not literally know) what the McCanns must be going through is tough, but there is a sad fact awaiting them: the outcome of this has two possibilities, and neither of them are Maddie being back with her family. They will find one of two things with this case, either: nothing; or Maddie's body. After three weeks, no clues, no sightings, nothing. Unfortunately, I feel there will be no third option.

Grrr, Stupidity Surely!!

Thu, 26 Apr 2007 10:24:59 GMT

As I was driving through Corfe Mullen this morning, I got stuck in a massive tailback, that took ages to get out of. What caused the tailback I hear you say? Some massive accident? Some other kind of disaster, like a tree falling into the road? No, the bloody recycling lorry driving at 2miles an hour, then stopping every 10 feet!! I mean seriously, why do it at that time of day, during the bloody rush hour!! It begs belief that any idiot would actually think this is a good time of day to actually do this!!

Worse still, it's not just them, there's also the bin men, they like to go out between 7-9am, and then often when driving along the A31, a dual carriageway, there's a freakin' milk float driving at 10mph, along a dual carriageway!! So everyone has to pull out into the inside lane to overtake, thus causing a slight bottleneck! It's ridiculous, do these people have any kind of intelligence?!

My guess is no.

The Internet and Sick Bastards

Wed, 28 Mar 2007 21:23:29 GMT

First off, I make no apology for the title of this post and the language I use in it and this post. Period! I will warn you though, this post contains content that can offend, so if you easily offend, really, leave now!

I was reading an entry on SeattleDuck today that, coupled with something else that happened in this last week (which I'll go into later), has left me a little gobsmacked with the internet. Basically, Kathy Sierra is quite a prominent person in the Internet and Blogging world (like Robert Scoble), and she has been receiving death threats in her comments on her blog, which normally are ignored, as Scoble says "It comes with the territory", but the comments that Kathy has been left have got worse and worse, and sicker and sicker, and what really started to demonstrate how bad it was getting was this comment:

"fuck off you boring slut... i hope someone slits your throat and cums down your gob" - siftee@yahoo.com

Now, this in itself only sparked a little worry, but then someone got a picture of Kathy and photoshopped her head next a noose with someone commenting that "the only thing Kathy has to offer me is that noose in her neck size." This is when it started to get real! Started to get quite simply, fucked up! Then someone put this image up, I won't show it, but it's basically Kathy being suffocated by a pair of panties. Now, there were also several other comments made by other anonymous people on various different blog sites (all of which have since been closed down) which I'm not going to go into, you get the idea. So the police have now been called in and are investigating, but it has left Kathy afraid to leave the house! That's just wrong!

Now, last week, Kevin Whitrick committed suicide by hanging himself live on webcam after being egged on by some of the members of the chat room he was in. One anonymous user having said: "'F***ing do it, get on with it, get it round your neck. For F***'s sake he can't even do this properly." Some users tried to talk him out of it, but others goaded and egged him on. Now, that alone warrants some serious questions, the other is the fact that the chat room he was in was a special "insult" chat room, where people go to insult each other for fun! Other questions should be raised about chat rooms like this, like: Why do they exist? what is their point? What purpose do they serve? Does anyone check what goes on to make sure it doesn't get out of hand? I think you'll find the answer most people will give to those questions is "Dunno."

I think most internet users, or at least the ones that aren't that naïve, probably suspect that things like this exist on the net, and that people do behave like this, but one also suspects that it's one of those things that is often ignored and brushed under the carpet. Well here it is, in the public eye, big time! These incidents will probably spark a massive discussion about how to maybe deal with this, and the anonymity that is offered by the internet (notice that all the comments made to Kathy were made from anonymous people). Scoble's post on this already has over 300 comments about this very topic and I would imagine there are forums all discussing this.

Sadly, I also believe there are probably some forums and chat rooms discussing the wrong side of this (like whether anyone has the video of Kevin hanging himself, for example). These people are sick fucks. Completely sick! And if anyone should be killing themselves, if anyone should have the real death threats made against them, it should be them. Some might say that me saying that makes me no worse than them, but to be honest, can you really say you'd shed a tear for these pricks if they were dead? Didn't think so. As far as I'm concerned, all these bastards should be lined up and shot! What's the point of looking for terrorists when we "civilised" countries can't even control our own people!

If you know anyone like this, seriously, turn them in, shoot them, whatever, just make the fucks suffer! A lot!

Whilst writing this I was listening to Aerosmith - Sedona Sunrise

Scary Website Alert

Sun, 28 Jan 2007 23:44:04 GMT

Ok, this website scares the shit out of me. I can't explain it, other than it just scares me. I seem to end up on it about every six months or so; why six months? Cos that's how long it takes me to shake the jeebies it leaves me with. Ok, so I now have you all wondering what site I'm on about, and for a lot of people who read my blog, they might not have heard of it unless you're from the UK: www.friendsreunited.co.uk!

Ok, so I'll try and explain some of the things that scare me about this website. I guess it's mainly because I'm only 24 and I'm reading things about people I was at secondary school with (ages 11-16) and thinking 'No!! Too young for all that!!' Let me give you an example or two: One of the girls who was in my form at school, same age as me, has a 7yr old son! Another girl has been married for 6yrs and has two kids! I mean come on!! You're 24 for Christ's sake! Live a little! Now I know, yes, they might be all very happy, but so what, they're still only 24/25!

Both of those examples are from my old school in Coventry, Blue Coat, as for my 6th Form school, Corfe Hills... Well that's just even worse! Most of the people I knew from there (admittedly, not many...) are either: married or engaged, living with someone, or got a kid. It just baffles me, it really does, and also scares the bejesus out of me, and as mentioned, I can't quite fully explain why.

So for any UK people out there who know of this site, and if you're anything like me, avoid it. Seriously! It's just wrong.

What The Hell Is Going On?

Thu, 18 Jan 2007 22:38:07 GMT

I've been debating with myself all day whether to write about this or not, and in the end, it's got the better of me and here it is.

What the hell is going on? Has the whole world gone barking mad? I mean, seriously barking mad? I can only come to the conclusion that yes, the whole world has gone nuts. How can a sane world, with normal thinking people, where rationale should be the dominant factor, even give two shits what some thick, fat, ugly, stupid piece of crap spurts out of her mouth. I am of course referring to Jade Goody, (and that thing that produced her (her mum)). According to the radio news, the TV news, the newspapers, she's sparked off some massive international crisis over racism between England and India. Well I have news for you: no she hasn't. What she's done is prove to the country that her place as a "celebrity" has come to a close, and quite frankly, should never have been. Hell, she didn't even win the Big Brother that she was originally on. So now we have protests in India over her "racist" actions. Why?!? Do these people not realise that she does indeed have pigshit between her ears?

But this is the trend at the moment in this country. Get someone on TV, give them fifteen minutes of shame, then class them as a bloody celebrity. Sorry, but no. This is a prime example of where this country's values, common sense, intelligence, you name it, have gone completely out the window. The fact that we have all these "celebrity" reality TV shows with no real celebrities to speak of is just indicative of the TV broadcasters opinion of the average TV viewer's intellect, ie rock bottom!! Zero!! Non-existent!! They keep churning this crap out for one very reason: people are still watching it. It's not that they find the programme entertaining, but the fact that it requires you to have very little going on in your head to watch it; you can literally turn your brain off.

And so we keep getting programmes like this, "Celebrity" Big Brother, I'm A Celebrity, Get Me Out of Here, Strictly Come Dancing, The Farm to name a few. Gone are the days of intelligent programme making, the here and now is all about getting the most publicity for a programme, whether it's racist comments (Celebrity Big Brother), a non-celebrity jacking off a pig (The Farm) or making sure you have a lass with big breasts on the programme who doesn't mind getting down to the bikini for the whole show (I'm a Celebrity... - Jordan and Mylene Klass), not exactly enthralling TV really, is it.

So for those of you in the UK who are reading this, I'm begging you, pleading with you, I'm down on my hands and knees here, please stop watching it. If you stop watching it, they'll stop making it. But based on how much of a fuss has been made of this Jade Goody thing, most of the people who are reading this, are already likely not watching it. Sigh.

I'll leave you with a quick "Separated at birth" thing:

This is Jade Goody And this is a pig

Grrrr

Tue, 16 Jan 2007 00:46:03 GMT

Bloody buggery stuff in my life that I can't control (well, some I can, but didn't ).

Sorry, random mini rant. Needed to be done.

Moving Up In The World... NOT!!!!

Tue, 21 Nov 2006 16:44:22 GMT

Update: I've been told I will be moving no later than 1st February next year.... Still a long way off...!

You may remember back in July, I wrote about how I was being moved to the test department at work, and that I should be up there by about September/October time. Well, guess what, I'm still in Helpdesk and looks like I'm going to be there about another 2-3 months. Due to new people we have taken on not actually staying (John ), I have had to stay in helpdesk while we train these people up. Well, it looked like I might have been moving up soon as we have taken on a couple new people and everything looked promising. Yesterday everything got completely blown out the bloody water again cos Dom handed in his notice! This now means that it's going to be a while longer. So instead of me being in test within a couple of months, it's going to end up being over 6months down the line, and that's not even a guarantee! Am I pissed off about all this...?

A Public Apology

Fri, 25 Aug 2006 09:49:35 GMT

In what is likely an unprecedented event, I am making a public apology over two of my previous posts on this blog and my comments on the pictures for one of my photo albums, Bournemouth - 11/08/06 (here), Who Needs Enemies... (here) and 11 August 2006 (here). It would seem that those posts (particularly the first one) have upset the people involved (and Mike), and are bitching about the fact that I have written them, stating that it is nothing to do with me and I shouldn't be getting involved in it.

So, I apologise:

I apologise to Matt, if my blog entries seemed to insinuate anything about you in terms of who you sleep with and to say "who's next", it was unfair of me; after all, you had only slept with 2 out of the last 3 of one of your friend's ex's, so maybe what I said was possibly unjustified.
I apologise to Kelly. If my blog entries seemed to insinuate anything about you, I apologise.
I apologise to Mike. For what I have absolutely no idea....
To Kelly's mates... oh who cares.

Now that the apologies are done, I would just like to add something here. This is my blog. This is where I can publish my thoughts and views on things; if I want to say something, you can bet I will, and I will say what the hell I want. I have said much worse on here and I have no intention of stopping, as mentioned, it is my blog. If anyone, and I mean anyone (Mike, Kelly, Matt), has a problem with what I write, you are all welcome to leave a comment. I read all comments, and take everything that is said in them on board; I might not agree with what is said, but I will take it on board.

So: Will I be taking said posts off my blog? No. Will I be altering them? No. Will I be renaming the pictures in the photo album? No. At the end of the day, if you don't like what I say, no-one makes you come here. It's like taking your six year old kid to an 18 (R) rated film, then complaining about the content not being suitable for a youngster!

Whilst writing this, I was listening to farrah - Tired Of Apologising.

Named and Shamed

Thu, 10 Aug 2006 19:21:47 GMT

Ok, I am royally pissed off now. Not because of the football though, although that was annoying. It's been building all this week, and this evening was the proverbial straw that broke the camel's back. As the title to this blog entry suggests, someone is getting named and shamed tonight. That person is Katie Lane of Eastleigh near Southampton.

Why is she being shamed? Well, I'll explain and give a timeline of this week as well. Katie and I have been chatting for months (well, about 5 or 6) and we both really like each other (or so I thought), and on Sunday night we finally decided that we should be together, so as you can imagine, I was rather pleased with that. Then on Monday night while I was round Leanne's, Katie text me and said she's been thinking about us and it's not good. So I'm now thinking uh oh. Tuesday morning she tells me that I should delete her numbers and forget about her; upon further questioning, she said that she already had a boyfriend that she's been with for ages but he's been in Spain for the last five months (She had another boyfriend during this time as well) and he had suddenly come back on Monday night. As you can imagine, I was proper annoyed.

With me so far? Good. So that was Tuesday morning; Tuesday evening after I finished bowling, she was texting me again, telling me that she still wants to me friends, two hours later, she was telling me that she doesn't want James (her boyfriend), she wants me. Yesterday morning she told me that she has ended it with James telling him that she wants someone else (me); Wednesday evening, she tells me that she's come to realise that she doesn't want anyone and that her head is too messed up for a relationship and she's just not ready. So I text her saying that nothing will happend with us as by the time she's "ready" she will have moved on and wouldn't want me. This morning, she told me she agreed with that text. This evening I said that being just friends with her wasn't going to work as I really liked her. She said "It would never have worked between us anyway". So that just shows how she really felt about me. I just replied with "Fine" and blocked her.

So this is the timeline of events:

Sunday: We decide to be together
Monday: Something is up
Tuesday morning: I have a boyfriend so delete me
Tuesday evening: I still want to be friends
Tuesday evening: I don't want him, I want you
Wednesday morning: I've dumped my boyfriend, I want you
Wednesday evening: I don't want a relationship right now
Thursday evening: It would never have worked between us anyway

So, perhaps this explains the pissed off mood I've been in lately!

Who needs enemies...?

Thu, 22 Jun 2006 20:44:43 GMT

One of my good mates recently got dumped by his missus, about a month ago I believe, he wasn't overly happy about it. Anyway, he has just found out today that one of his mates has started seeing this lass! And he found this out only a couple of weeks after finding out that the same said friend has been sleeping with one of his other exs for the last five months! As you can imagine, he is pretty pissed off!!!

There are times in everyone's life where you ask yourself, who needs enemies?!

One question does present itself to me though: which one of my mate's exs is going to be next...? And if the lass he is currently bedding were to read this, I wonder if the same question would arise in her own mind...

Whilst writing this, I was listening to: Spiritual Beggars - Angel Of Betrayal

Bullying

Wed, 07 Dec 2005 23:58:11 GMT

It was brought to my attention this evening about a hearing that is taking place in Manchester at the moment surrounding the death of an 18 year old student. The girl, Hannah Kirkham, killed herself with an overdose of epilepsy tablets almost 2 years ago to the day (17th December 2003, link). The reason for the inquest? An investigation into the constant bullying that Hannah had to endure at the KFC in which she worked. And I don't just mean a little bit of name calling, I mean proper bullying! Examples being, locked in a freezer, splashed with hot cooking oil and threatened with rape! Not to mention being threatened to have her body "cut up and posted through her letter box".

Hannah tried talking to her bosses about the bullies, two of whom were her immediate superiors. She was told by Human Resources managers that staff were "encouraged to resolve issues informally themselves through discussion with their managers." Although I suspect that it's a little hard when her superiors are involved in the bullying.

Bullying should NOT be tolerated at ANY level of society. Especially by those in a position of responsibilty over others, ANY position of responsibilty. I should imagine that all those involved have been suspended from the company pending this inquiry. But is that enough? My personal opinion is that it isn't.

All those who caused the suffering of Hannah, that caused her to take her own life to stop the pain, should be made to work one final shift for the company. At the end of this shift, they should all be got together as a group, and each one of the threats should be carried out upon each of them. The one who flicked the hot cooking oil should have their head dunked in the stuff; the one who "joked" about raping her should have the biggest, thickest dildo shoved up his arse with no assistance, show him whether it really is a joking matter; the one who threatened chopping her body up, should have their body partly chopped up, starting at the legs, making sure the bastard is still alive. They should then all be put in the freezer, as they had done with Hannah. Once their insides have started to freeze and succumb to the cold, they should be brought out of the freezer and warmed up, as the whole shop should be torched, after all, we wouldn't want them to get cold.

Anyone in Manchester who feels the same, if you know these heartless, cowardly bastards, I impore you, torture them, beat them, maim them. Kill them.

Bullying should NOT be tolerated at ANY level of society, and those that practice it should pay the dearest cost.

Something WILL be done!!

Sun, 13 Nov 2005 17:21:22 GMT

The other week, I wrote an article about the current situation in this country and how things needed to change. Well, I am now even more certain that something needs to be done! The area that I live in is quite isolated from the real world, it's a poxy little village really. I've lived here for almost three years now with almost NO incidents. So when my Dad woke me up on Saturday morning with the words "your car has been broken into", you can imagine my initial surprise, followed by blood curdling rage. Were they after my top of the range, all singing all dancing radio? No, I don't have one. Were they after my excellent Sat-Nav system? No, I don't have one of them either. All they took was my bloody wallet! Now, all I had in there was my cards, licence etc, all things that can be replaced, so I wasn't overly bothered. Until that is, I remembered a couple of pictures that I used to keep in there, which are now gone and can NEVER be replaced. This is what has really angered me. If by any chance, ANY fluke of nature the arsehole who did this is reading this, you better pray to whatever God you believe in that I NEVER find out who you are, because believe me, you will soon be going to that same God! I will put you to within an inch of your life ending, I will see you in the most considerable amounts of pain before I slam your head against the car that you so kindly smashed to put you over the edge! Believe me, you had better start praying! And if I find out, running!

Something Needs To Be Done

Fri, 28 Oct 2005 23:23:34 GMT

OK, something needs to be done in this country. I read in the paper today about some little shit called Damien Pearl. The main story can be read http://www.thesun.co.uk/article/0,,2-2005500153,,00.html there. But basically he caused some lass to lose her unborn baby by driving the wrong way down the road at speeds of 110mph! He is under the age of 18 which meant legally, his name couldn't be disclosed as he is a minor, however, the judge decided that he could be named due to the nature of the crime, to make sure that he is not allowed by anyone to get behind the wheel of another car. He then used legal aid money to appeal against that decision, and ultimately lost. His name and picture have now been plastered across various newspapers.

This is where something needs to be done, someone needs to sort this little prick out, and i don't mean send him to a correctional facility, give him guidance, or any of that, I mean someone needs to sort him out, get rid of him, put him in a bloody body bag! It's the tolerance and indifference of society that these kind of people thrive on, they know that whatever happens, sure, they might do a little jail time or community service, nothing in the long run will ever be done to them. Do people really think that they will be changed by this? No is the answer. If these little bastards, these persistent offenders, started turning up face down in a river, do you think they might take notice then? Probably. If they knew that to continue doing things like this would force upon them a rather nasty end, don't you think that might at least give them cause for concern?

As far as I am concerned, yes, the crime is serious enough in itself, but it's the smugness, the attitude that these lowlifes have that really should condemn them to their fate. But as usual, nothing will be done, there will be the normal public outcry about tax payers money being wasted to fund this, quite frankly, ridiculous appeal, but nothing will actually be done to Pearl.

Something NEEDS to be done!

Valentine's Day

Mon, 14 Feb 2005 15:14:58 GMT

Ok, for all you depressives out there on this day, going "oh my god, no-one loves me", i would just like to say, get over it. I mean boo bloody hoo. It's not even a real holiday, it's a hallmark holiday, one created by the card companies. I mean if you're in a really loving, caring relationship, then why do you need a particular day to show that person how much you care?! Truth is, you don't. There is this whole stigma over valentine's that is just so wrong, I mean for God's sake, name the most famous incident on Valentine's day: The Valentine's Day Massacre!!! How romantic. So if your'e sat there, complaining because you have recieved no cards, or that no-one wants you, or your boyfriend/girlfriend doesn't care as they have forgotten, get a grip, and for God's sake, get a life! This day is less important than a trip to the dentist's; there are more important things to worry about in life, like what's for dinner!!!

SL

Bloody Chavs

Wed, 02 Feb 2005 17:21:35 GMT

I am fully expecting that some of the random people that visit my blog are likely to be chavs, for those people, i would just like to say, I make NO apologies for this blog, if you don't like it, leave a comment. I can tell you one thing, you will be very mistaken that any of your comments will actually make me give a crap! So, let's start this blog as I mean to go on: I think all chavs should have one of two things done to them. They should either be shot in the head, publicly, so that other chavs know what would happen to them; or, they should have some sort of procedure to help them overcome this crippling ailment they have. Because let me tell you one thing, being a chav is NOT, and I really can't emphasize this enough, cool. I mean seriously, you think you look cool, you don't. You think you talk cool, you don't. Hell, for some reason, you think you ARE cool. You're NOT! You are the scum that is plaguing this country right now, you are worse than the rats that live in the sewage works.

I mean really, what is it that makes you think you're so cool? Is it the burberry clothes, in particular, the caps? Because if it is, you should know that Burberry have stopped production of their caps, because chavs keep wearing them and are giving them a bad name, so you tell me how that is cool? Or perhaps it's the completely ridiculous amount of rings and jewellery that you wear, and I'm not actually just on about the girls here, seriously boys, how gay are you (no disrespect to gay people)? Or perhaps it's the cars you love so much. The cars that, if we're really honest, would better serve a scrap yard. Or, perhaps it's smoking from a stupidly early age? I can actually answer my own question here: none of it makes you cool. None. You walk round in your groups, thinking that you are the hardest, baddest people around, allow me to let you in on the dirty big secret, you're not. At all. So why don't you grow up! And that one goes to the people in their twenties, and even their thirties. It's not big, it's not cool, it's ridiculous, and you are one of the most hated types of people in Britain today.

Chavs: are they really the scum of the earth? I think we all know the answer to that one!

SL

Bah, bloody humbug!

Wed, 29 Dec 2004 16:32:22 GMT

Anyone who knows me, will know that I really do not like christmas. This was proved once again this year when my damn car broke down and I was stuck at my Gran's for two days with nothing to do. The car broke down on the A4260, I was then sat there for an hr and a half waiting for my dad to arrive to tow me to my Gran's, which needless to say then caused my battery to die as I was sat there with my hazards and side lights on. So with nothing to do, no DVDs, no videos, a computer with no real internet connection, I was bored. And just to cap it off, my phone pretty much ran out of battery, and the only charger I had was the car charger, which I couldn't use because the battery was dead. The car is now sorted, and for those who know me, no, I didn't hit it!!!

Christmas? I bloody hate christmas!

SL