B-Day to D-Day
Well, I've just been to a thrilling birthday party in Wales. What a hoot. We had goody bags full of sheep skin and nylon and some cake which had a few hairs in. Wootage! But really, just been back from an outing with a friend because its his/her birthday. S/he got £220 pounds and two birthday cakes. Better than half a pint of Guinness and a 100% unofficial Ireland flag at Hewitts birthday. I bet she's 39 and been using Dove moisturizing Milk :).
Anyway. Miss Hewitt had a go at us because people didn't collect their books from her to revise for a very, very important test. If it was that important, couldn't she have put them in our pidgeon holes instead of sitting on her stick of an arse in her giant, green chair?
I'm really starting to get annoyed at my television provider. For my ITV local news, I get Meridian Tonight. Last time I checked I was in the fucking Central South region. Not the bloomin Scottish Highlands!
I noticed that it's soon (or has been) the 60th or soming anniversary of the D-Day landing. May we all pay respect to those who died to liberate Europe. If only the same could be said for Iraq. Load of immigrant scum. The Iraq laws are just Muslim extremists opinions.
Oh - I got the scare of my life today. I went to call my dad on his mobile and accidentally mis-inputted one number. On the other end was this very horrible number, threatening to kill me and then scrape me off the wall with a dust-pan and brush. It wasn't very nice anI'm'm not kidding. If you wanna hear it (it does contain a few explicit swear words), call 07952191016. I do not accept any responsibility for any mental, physical, emotional or harmful damage caused to yourself, any person(s) or the device which is used if you call the number. You cannot place the blame of anything that goes wrong on me or anyone else. It is and was your choice to phone the number and I have stated warnings.
