&&.So It Begins.

Boy Intollerent.
19th/July/2008.

Messy Day.
Hit The Marshes. Suprise!
What Else Is There To Do These Days?
Funny, We Complain All Year About School&&We Finally Get Our Holidays&&What Happens?
We Crazy Kids Discover Something I Like To Call ''Boredom''.
Fundalk Ain't Got That Much To Offer Come Mid July.
Marshes? Groovy, Half Hour In Costa, Another Hour In The Food Court?
How Is It The Majority Of Dundalk Teenagers Aren't Over Weight??
Ridiculous If You Ask Me.
I've Been Told I Say That Too Much.
Ridiculous That Is.
Dunno Who Said It.
Dunno If Thats Important.

Recovered From Oxegen.
Not Much To Tell.
Well Of Course There Is.
Just Nothing I Wish To Publish.
Good Times. Bad Times.
Partying, Pirates&& Portaloos.

The Plans Are On For Tonight.
Jackies? Meh. Flufa's? Hmmm.
Somethings I Need To Sort Out I Think Before I Hit Anywhere.
If I'm Able To Sort Them Out Of Course.
Basically Thursday Night Messes.
Messy Thursday Nights?
What My Summer Consists Of So Far.
I Love Them && Dread Them.
Always In Silence. Every Thursday. Always Drunk.
How Should A Teenager Live Her Summer?
How About On A Computer At Eight O Clock On A Saturday Night?
Riveting.

Shrek Is On.
Great Film. Not As Good As Sex&&The City But
I Suppose That'd Be A Little Unorthodox For A Saturday Evening.
Missing My S.B's. A.K.A Johan&&Meghan. Last Saw Johan After
I Got Off The Oxegen Bus. Meghan...Im Thinking Four O Clock In The Morning
After Silence. Seeing Not So Much...More Like Hazy Vision && Slurring && Shuffling.
&& Hugging && Kissing && Crying.

Anyone Know If Those Foreign Students Are STILL In Town?
They Get In Front Of Me In River Island&&Penneys.
HEAD WRECKING.
So Are Boys. Pointless Babies.
I Think Women Should Just Stop Having Kids.
I Shouldn't Really Say That As My Sister Is 5 Months Pregnant...
She's The Exception.
But Everyone, Please Stop Having Babies.
I Don't Want My Possible Future Niece To Have To Go Out &&
Get With Dickheads.


Rant Over?
For Now.

X.