…Oh and

Dear Webby the Weblog,

Sorry, I forgot to mention that when I got home and went to open the third disk DVD (Beause there are six different little boxes in the big boxset) and the bloody disk was not there, jesus christ!

So Evil

Dear Webby the Weblog,

Anyway I was in HMV today and me nan said that I couldn’t get the House Boxset Season 1, or more like said no bloody way in hell, and I managed to persaude her to get me it!  I won’t go into detail but I rule!

I Wonder

Dear Webby the Weblog,

I wonder how many crazy posts you can handle, maybe it is like 1 billion posts, which would be super cool.

All Adults

Dear Webby the Weblog,

After that freakin meeting I have come to the conclusion that all adults are tossers.  Why – because they don’t listen to another you say.  I will post more when I think of it webby!

Butterflies in me Tummy

Dear Webby the Weblog,

Eek! Its already today, and today is the day that the freakin “Guidence Counsellor” come round me house.  I don’t see the bloody point of the danmed meetings, anyway I will post later on how the thing goes, cya for now webby!

Note-to-Self

Dear Webby the Weblog,

I am just going to make a note to do my lessons everyday…oh that and my exercise!

Bunch of Funny Crap

Dear Weblog,

Now its funny time! Seriously:

Q

What kind of dance do you do on a trampoline

A

Hip-hop

Q

What did the girl do after she drank 8 sodas

A

She burped 7UP!

Q

What do you say if you get in trouble for not doing your homework?

A

“You cannot tell me off for something I didn’t do”

Name Time

Dear Weblog,

I have just realised that I have still not given you a name, haha, so I have decided to call my weblog…Webby!!!

Brainwork!

Dear Weblog,

I have recently been fascinated by careers, I myself definatly want to earn my PhD and go on to follow the medical path.  However I always lay awake at night wondering about all these different jobs architect, web developer (or just a life in infomation technology(IT)).

Yummy for My Tummy?

Pfft. Dear Weblog,

My, this nights dinner was…BLAH…it was takeaway chips & 3 different kinds of pizza.  Fair enough the chips were lovely, but I cannot live off of just chips now can I.  The pizza had to be the worst kind I have ever had, I mean if you are getting takeaway chips why not get takeaway pizza?

Grown-ups logical will never cease to amaze.