I went paintballing yesterday. After a lot of organising, misinterpreting and annoyance. But hell it was worth it. Nothing beats nailing someone in the head from a hundred feet away; crouching in the shruberry. Jeez do I ache, I feel like a badly oiled bionic man.

I half want to tell you everything. But some things I'm keeping for Lora's letter. I said I would keep sending them to her. But I think she hates me. And Hate's a strong word. And it hurts. So I think this will be the last contact.

I won't tell my diary everything. As everything always seems too much. And I must leave you there, I need sleep. Damn mother wakes me up after telling me to get a lie in *mumblegrumble*fool*mumble.grumble*pfft*mumble.grumble*ineedsleep. x

14th October.

I've recently joined DeviantArt, I'm Heart Carnage, by the way. i havent got much up at the moment. I want to start drawing more stuff really. but what with copious amounts of homework and and ugly amount of writing to do, on and off the computer and completely irrelevent to homework, I've not much time to spair. I wet to a meeting about my holiday to Spain at the end of year 11 (YEEAAAHH.) and mmm, there's alot of people going. About ten of my friends and about 20 people I know are going, so it should be okay. Hopefully. I have written a bit more of my 'story' it's gettng worse and worse. It started out fine. But now It's going to end up bing a short pile of steaming shit. And it's so poorly written i don't know if I'll put it up on this website anyway. Any objections? Pfft.

I am going to buy 4 CDs and One DVD this week. The DVD is American History X which i fell in love wth a couple of yeas ago. It's just so well acted, Ed Norton is amazing, shame on him for sinking to The Italian Job remake. Pitiful. And i havent decided on all the CDs, definately Samiam, Sublime and Cat Power. I must be off. So any uggestions. Any anything. Just say it. x.

11th October.

How lame, earlier on. I posted a message, but the website cocked up and it didn't work. So you missed my mumbles. But I shall revise the best bits and give you a minor update on the previous statement you never heard. HAH, and here's me doing the same thing. So let's hope this post get's to be one. Mmmm, small soldiers is on. Kirsten Dunst is quite good looking, however she has an odd thing about her. Mmm. She looks like this girl at my scool, but she has dark hair. And is alot smaller. I saw her today in Taunton. Mmm, Taunton is like the thing where you can buy stuff. And I went, and bought stuff.

Finding Nemo was awesome. It was alot better then I expected, and I had darned high expectations. I should post a few poems on Deviantart. And I should doodle some more. But all my fucking doodles become major projects I struggle on for hours then destroy it after I realise how lame it turned out. But I should do some anyway. And then post them. My hips been playing up, I hate feeling/talking/being an old man. I hurt my hip playing some ferocious footbal yesterday and then I couldn't walk properly, but last night I put on some anarca gayass cream and it seems to be alright. But it still kinda hurts. Every now and again. We also watched most of Scarface last night. But gave up 2 hours in at 1 O'clock. I've been knackered all day, and here comes the England game on the horizon, an hour and a half of yodelling yells. Attempted enthusiasm and superficial smiles. It all felt so real. I need Donna Tartt's new book. But now. I must leave. I must dash, sciddalde and vamousse. Ugh. Headache. I never knew I needed Love.

9th October.

Today was okay, I trotted through the lessons. Every lesson making me slowly ebb in strength. And so in the last lesson I gave up, me and ben just played pictionary and drew stephen hawkin. I really should of realised that my lfe should be entertaining to have a website. Now I'm just going to have to write more poems. And get my story going again. It's going to be a short'n. I spent hours yesterday revising for my English Oral, and in the end, she's ill and we didn't have to do it. Angry relief all round. Lately I've been listning to At The Drive In, man they rock my crumpet world. =P

I really should do something in the day, just so I can tell my computer what happened. Ummm, let me think hard. There's a girl who fancies me on my bus called Dominee. Mmmm, Dominee, she's about 13. Heh, Dej� Vu of another sex-with-minor scene. I should spruce up my website somehow. Quit the shinannigans of messing with insignificant paragraphs. Yes, this is a substantial amount, I'll wrap it up: Ta ta.

6th October.

My brother and sister are making lemonade. Heh, how Little House On The Prarie. There's a thousand things I still need to do to my website. But the bulk of it is finished Oh, about his lame weird picture: I found it somewhere online and was laughing for abou half a solid minute. So I decided to show all your eager eyes. I'll change it soon enough. Although, I really do procrastinate; I'm king 'Leave It Till later'.

I watched Flash Gordon yesterday. Which reminded me of my child hood. Ahhhh superheroes and there bulging bi-ceps. How I adore you. I remembered everything about that damn film, right down to the spandex. I also watched Charlie and The Chocolate Factory. Some bits really made me laugh, they're actually pretty good actors. I don't think there's anyway of anybody from my school finding this. So keep your eyes to the screen, I'll carve my secrets here.

3rd October.
Yay, okay. So this is my website thus far. A lame pile of nothing at the moment. There's stuff to do. i mean, I'm still working on THIS piece of the website.


I have a lot of things to deal with, so this could be interesting.