arghh when's this frickin' tennis game going to finish? not that i have anything better to do. it's 22:23 and murray and 'the other guy' are still playing. i like how we have the most blatant advantage ever, having it in our gaff and all, yet nobody complains. it's like having the world cup in our country every year. this umpire's (?) telling the crowd to 'quieten down'. what a dick, these people have waited in line most of the day, i think they should do what they want. maybe a mass singalong. i'd start that if i went, you know, just a bit of kumbaya to liven up this neverending game.
yes i did write that the other day.
i got this month's q magazine in today, and guess who's on the cover? michael jackson! wahey!!! yeah he looks really scary, then again i guess he was on the verge of death when he did that photo shoot. this long article they have was written like a month ago so they basically discuss how ill he is and how big a comeback it's going to be. and they did one a while back entitled 'why jacko won't be able to do 50 dates', including such quotes as 'it's highly likely his heart will struggle under the pressure' and 'more and more of his fans will be disappointed'. well you know...
huw edwards is so cool, i saw him in green park station the other day, looking all confident like a newsreader should. he's the kind of man you'd have to listen to isn't he? everything he says is undeniable fact. i bet he could really boss his wife about. 'dear, i'm going to conduct a series of affairs with the neighbours ok? please huw you're breaking my heart! never mind, sit back down... ok huw.' i like all this staying up late business, i spend my time flicking between Dave and Gold, watching re-runs of mock the week and little britain. the latter used to really piss me off when 10 year olds would watch it and repeat all the catchphrases. although i probably did that when i first watched it, but i watched it from the 3rd episode on bbc three, so noboody would know what i was on about... WOAH paul rudd's in little britain usa, he's like one of my favourite actors!
do you ever wonder if you're living in an alternate reality? i wonder pretty much every day if i'm in my own version of the truman show, then i realise how dull my life actually is, and that nobody would watch that show. also people would be able to see me wank and that, which isn't entertainment i would make a 24hr programme about. plus i pretty much sit around all day. oh yeah, now im at home all the time, my parents have got all jealous and set me all these gay little tasks to do while theyre at work. some are ok, like 'tidy your room' or 'go to the bank', then theres other shit like 'make dinner'. MAKE DINNER!?!? how fucked up is that? a) anything more advanced than a sandwich is a risk and b) IM NOT A WOMAN! i dont mind doing a bit for myself but for other people?!?! urgh. anyway im off, after that you're either smiling, or slowly losing respect for me. latersss
Monday, 29 June 2009
Wednesday, 24 June 2009
yes it's 1:30am, and i really should be in bed, but i thought i'd do some quick postage for once. i've got into the habit of staying up to either go out or watch films at night, mainly ones which i v+'d at xmas and haven't bothered to watch. tonight's feature is face/off. john travolta is a cop (excuse the americanism) and he has his face surgically removed, then replaced with that of comatose criminal nicholas cage, so he can go to jail and find out wherre some bomb is from other badguys who believe he's cage. then cage wakes up, breaks into this surgery and has his non-face replaced by john travolta's old face. then they hunt each other down and shit. it's all very confusing, especially from my re-telling, not that it's a plausible anyway. they manage to change their voices to that of the person's face they take, and also the same body, although they don't mention either of these. so if they don't change their bodies, it's rather silly that travolta's wife believes that she's being tapped by him, when she's really with his face and cage's body. silly bitch. it's a decent film anyway, better than mr and mrs smith, but not as good as sweet home alabama or juno, which i've also spent my nights watching. man i'm tired. i can't remember the last time i went to bed before 1. i'm starting to sound like kavi.
so prom was decent, if we went back in time and re-did yr 11 prom i think we'd all agree that this year's was far superior, even if those beverages were ridiculously priced... the music was decent, plus it was a gift that we had any alcohol, rather than being 16. have a look at arctic monkeys new album:
http://www.arcticmonkeys.com/news.php?id=307
looks dull doesn't it? hang on, bbc news 24 has just switched to abc1 news reports. what the fuck?! they're so damn lazy over there! they can't even stay awake to do world news! just some woman in the bbc studio every 10 minutes, reassuring insomniacs that they havent changed channel... and now theyre describing the confederations cup as a 'warm up' to the world cup. no it's not, its a whole fucking year beforehand! how can it be a warm up you silly eternally happy yank newscaster! damn ye. anyway i've probably rambled on and changed topic way to many times, so i'll leave y'all to your sitting around, wondering what to do next =)
so prom was decent, if we went back in time and re-did yr 11 prom i think we'd all agree that this year's was far superior, even if those beverages were ridiculously priced... the music was decent, plus it was a gift that we had any alcohol, rather than being 16. have a look at arctic monkeys new album:
http://www.arcticmonkeys.com/news.php?id=307
looks dull doesn't it? hang on, bbc news 24 has just switched to abc1 news reports. what the fuck?! they're so damn lazy over there! they can't even stay awake to do world news! just some woman in the bbc studio every 10 minutes, reassuring insomniacs that they havent changed channel... and now theyre describing the confederations cup as a 'warm up' to the world cup. no it's not, its a whole fucking year beforehand! how can it be a warm up you silly eternally happy yank newscaster! damn ye. anyway i've probably rambled on and changed topic way to many times, so i'll leave y'all to your sitting around, wondering what to do next =)
Thursday, 19 March 2009
blar.
Ahhhh good old blogspot. where we can all share our silly teenage views on world happenings on events from around the globe. joy for all =) i'm thinking i should make me a draft entry based on the death of jade goody, and how pleased i am that the papers can go back to reporting news, or in the Daily Express' case - Diana. Its been 12 years! Get over it! Do you think in 12 years we'll be like 'oh yeah remember that jade girl who popped her clogs like 12 years ago?' 'No, who was that?' 'Remember, that fucking racist slag one?' 'Oh her! yes i remember now!' It'll probably still be in the papers then, especially when her son's use the money to buy crack to force their smack addiction they've had since the age of 13. This is what happens when chavs get their way you know. Damn big brother, although their curséd show has thankfully only managed to inflict just the 1 minor celebrity upon us.
Anyway.... here's a game i like to play called 'pretend i know something about politics'. So.... that gordon brown... what's he playing at eh? he's all like scottish and stuff. we should bring back cromwell. from the grave. or petition outside 10 downing street for a lifelike representation of him to be created via plastic surgery to be made to rule over our country. you know who should rule the country? mr pearson. and yes that was a cheap attempt to make george and kavi respond positively :p.
so right now i'm reading the autobiography of slash (guns n roses/velvet revolver guitarist) which is really really really highly recommended. for some reason i always much prefer to read non-fiction, maybe it's because it's actually real, then again you could argue that the purpose of fiction is to 'experience something outside your own life', like films. i'd still rather read an autobiography than some ridiculous (and blasphemous) story of some annoying boy 'wizard'. it's so obviously just a description of one of rowling's acid trips... silly bitch. am i going to get sued for that? probably not. can you imagine if i wrote that in a proper news article? i'd get fired like a motherfizzer. spanish cw sucks.
Anyway.... here's a game i like to play called 'pretend i know something about politics'. So.... that gordon brown... what's he playing at eh? he's all like scottish and stuff. we should bring back cromwell. from the grave. or petition outside 10 downing street for a lifelike representation of him to be created via plastic surgery to be made to rule over our country. you know who should rule the country? mr pearson. and yes that was a cheap attempt to make george and kavi respond positively :p.
so right now i'm reading the autobiography of slash (guns n roses/velvet revolver guitarist) which is really really really highly recommended. for some reason i always much prefer to read non-fiction, maybe it's because it's actually real, then again you could argue that the purpose of fiction is to 'experience something outside your own life', like films. i'd still rather read an autobiography than some ridiculous (and blasphemous) story of some annoying boy 'wizard'. it's so obviously just a description of one of rowling's acid trips... silly bitch. am i going to get sued for that? probably not. can you imagine if i wrote that in a proper news article? i'd get fired like a motherfizzer. spanish cw sucks.
Tuesday, 13 January 2009
Here's why hitler was right all along...
only joking! im bored of this shitty blog. now, me and shakeel got bored the other day and have decided to start a new blog where we review music albums, and occasionally films! wahey i hear you all say... here's the link:
http://sealsperform.blogspot.com/
oh and if anyone else feels the urge to review music, films, anything really, just send it along this way. don't worry, we won't claim it as our own work.... maybe. and, if enough people do it, it might look like a real life blog!
http://sealsperform.blogspot.com/
oh and if anyone else feels the urge to review music, films, anything really, just send it along this way. don't worry, we won't claim it as our own work.... maybe. and, if enough people do it, it might look like a real life blog!
Thursday, 13 November 2008
Oh When The Snowman Brings The Snow, Well He Just Might Like To Know, He Put A Great Big Smile On Somebodys Face
Remember kids: It's OK t'eat fish, cos they don't have any feelings!
Oh that Kurt Cobain. Lovely chap before he blew his mind out in a garage. But read his book, he comes across as a total bread and butter. And he left behind a wife and a 2 year old daughter. Must've been pretty desperate if y'arsk me. How do we know if fish have any feelings? Do scientists just jab needles at them and assess their reaction? I'd like to be a fish. T'would be nice. Actually no it wouldn't. I'd rather be a polar bear. Rawr.
Christmas is nearly here. Due to my "geeky" nature and to put it nicely "old school" music taste, i have already uploaded 41 pengaleng xmas songs onto the ol' ipod. I know what you're thinking 'Oh em gees Matt, it's only November! Why are you listening to xmas choonage already, you plumb?' You may also be thinking 'Eurgh, Xmas music! it's crap!' But i shall have you know that t'ain't all that bad. How can one possibly say that 'All I Want For Christmas Is You' is crap? (even if it is sung by Mariah Carey *shudders*) It's quite nang. All the sleigh bells, and merriment, and eternal longing for someone she knows she can't have. Oh christmas...
What about Fairytale of New York? Everyone likes that song, with its 'taboo language' and drunkeness, even if it is kind of parodoxical of what Christmas is all about. BE HAPPY! That means you Kavi! And erm... flame..... its Xmas, the most wonderful time of the year, the hap-happiest season of all! WOOP! I think i'll go and find some tinsel now. BYEEEEEEE.
Oh that Kurt Cobain. Lovely chap before he blew his mind out in a garage. But read his book, he comes across as a total bread and butter. And he left behind a wife and a 2 year old daughter. Must've been pretty desperate if y'arsk me. How do we know if fish have any feelings? Do scientists just jab needles at them and assess their reaction? I'd like to be a fish. T'would be nice. Actually no it wouldn't. I'd rather be a polar bear. Rawr.
Christmas is nearly here. Due to my "geeky" nature and to put it nicely "old school" music taste, i have already uploaded 41 pengaleng xmas songs onto the ol' ipod. I know what you're thinking 'Oh em gees Matt, it's only November! Why are you listening to xmas choonage already, you plumb?' You may also be thinking 'Eurgh, Xmas music! it's crap!' But i shall have you know that t'ain't all that bad. How can one possibly say that 'All I Want For Christmas Is You' is crap? (even if it is sung by Mariah Carey *shudders*) It's quite nang. All the sleigh bells, and merriment, and eternal longing for someone she knows she can't have. Oh christmas...
What about Fairytale of New York? Everyone likes that song, with its 'taboo language' and drunkeness, even if it is kind of parodoxical of what Christmas is all about. BE HAPPY! That means you Kavi! And erm... flame..... its Xmas, the most wonderful time of the year, the hap-happiest season of all! WOOP! I think i'll go and find some tinsel now. BYEEEEEEE.
Friday, 7 November 2008
ghosts and shiz.
i think there is such a thing as an alien. dont you think is semi-irrational to claim that theres no extra-terrestrials at all? i mean, out of the MILLIONS of other planets/moons there must be other life somewhere. id like to meet an alien. until he did experiments on me. i also reckon that theres a parallel universe out there somewhere, i.e. an earth exactly the same as ours, with exactly the same people, and the same events, at exactly the same time. that would be cool.
i'm into this whole paranormal concept at the moment too. i used to be pretty skeptical about it all but now i totally believe in ghosts and all that malarkey. i was at my aunts house in hertfordshire the other week (somehow that makes it seem really posh :s) and my aunt was telling me about this weird incident that had happened a few months back. basically, this house used to be a farmhouse and is built on what used to be apple fields. and in their back room is a big, original period fireplace, which is now disused. anyway, one day my cousin max (who was 3 at the time) just stood and stared at this fireplace for like a minute. when my aunt asked him what he was looking at he said 'that man in the fire' really casually. now obviously there was no actual man in the fireplace, so my aunt asked him where the man was and max explained to her that there was a farmer with a hat and bag of apples in the fireplace looking out at them. by this stage my aunt was pretty freaked out so she asked him why the man was in the fireplace, to which he replied 'he threw himself in the fire because he was really really sad'. a couple of hours later his twin sister kate (who was not in the room the first time) managed to back up the description of the man perfectly, and pointed to the exact same spot, claiming she'd seen him before. now neither of them knew that the area used to be apple field, nor did they know that it was an old farmhouse. they wouldn't understand the concept of death, let alone suicide, and probably didnt know what a fireplace did. strange isnt it? i myself have seen the family cat sitting and staring at that same fireplace for ages.
another family member of mine (who is a hardcore hindu and hence knows all about this spiritualness) explained it all by saying that when people die unhappily, with unfinished business, or a certain attachment, the leave behind part of themselves as a sort of 'electric energy' or ghost to you and me, which can only be picked up by those most sensitive, i.e. young chidren, and that this is a skill which we lose as we get older or more aware. dogs barking/ staring at nothing are common things related to ghosts too. so yeah i believe in all this, i doubt many else will...
i'm into this whole paranormal concept at the moment too. i used to be pretty skeptical about it all but now i totally believe in ghosts and all that malarkey. i was at my aunts house in hertfordshire the other week (somehow that makes it seem really posh :s) and my aunt was telling me about this weird incident that had happened a few months back. basically, this house used to be a farmhouse and is built on what used to be apple fields. and in their back room is a big, original period fireplace, which is now disused. anyway, one day my cousin max (who was 3 at the time) just stood and stared at this fireplace for like a minute. when my aunt asked him what he was looking at he said 'that man in the fire' really casually. now obviously there was no actual man in the fireplace, so my aunt asked him where the man was and max explained to her that there was a farmer with a hat and bag of apples in the fireplace looking out at them. by this stage my aunt was pretty freaked out so she asked him why the man was in the fireplace, to which he replied 'he threw himself in the fire because he was really really sad'. a couple of hours later his twin sister kate (who was not in the room the first time) managed to back up the description of the man perfectly, and pointed to the exact same spot, claiming she'd seen him before. now neither of them knew that the area used to be apple field, nor did they know that it was an old farmhouse. they wouldn't understand the concept of death, let alone suicide, and probably didnt know what a fireplace did. strange isnt it? i myself have seen the family cat sitting and staring at that same fireplace for ages.
another family member of mine (who is a hardcore hindu and hence knows all about this spiritualness) explained it all by saying that when people die unhappily, with unfinished business, or a certain attachment, the leave behind part of themselves as a sort of 'electric energy' or ghost to you and me, which can only be picked up by those most sensitive, i.e. young chidren, and that this is a skill which we lose as we get older or more aware. dogs barking/ staring at nothing are common things related to ghosts too. so yeah i believe in all this, i doubt many else will...
Wednesday, 8 October 2008
Road trippin' with my two favorite allies
Fully loaded we got snacks and supplies
It's time to leave this town, it's time to steal away
Let's go get lost, anywhere in the U.S.A.
-Red Hot Chili Peppers
I want to go on a road trip. come on, lets go. actually it costs money. we have to get to americey, then rent a car. then petrolise. then learn to drive. then be 21 in most states. ok this was a silly idea now. a UK road trip would be boring. it all looks the same. silly england.
unless we hitchike! then we wont have to pay money! but we would be in for some serious rapery. hmmm....
i dont know which 'two allies' i would even road trip with. or if anyone else is even up for this. actually as i know the only people likely to read this are merrett, vaishna, kavi, george and pete, fancy a holiday to america? come on then, off we pop. maybe when im like a millionaire i could pay or it.
Mama i'm a Millionaire but I feel like a bum.
Mama i'm a Millionaire but I feel like the only one.
just remembered im not actually one of those. can you imagine how much pressure you would actually get from your friends if you won the lottery? i've always imagined that i'd give my friends a sizeable amount of cash if ever i did win the lottery, but know i dont think id know where to draw the line. and also people would always want you to buy them food, gig tickets etc. probably. but t'would still be good i guess. probably.
Probably? Yeah, I don't like that word. Kind of what ‘probably’ really means. Yeah, uh-huh. "Your mom probably won't stick her head in the oven" y’know? I'm sorry, but I'm not hanging all my hopes of Rachel and I living together on-on "Probably!" Y’know? You gotta take care of yourselves! In this world history teaches us nothing!
lol.
Fully loaded we got snacks and supplies
It's time to leave this town, it's time to steal away
Let's go get lost, anywhere in the U.S.A.
-Red Hot Chili Peppers
I want to go on a road trip. come on, lets go. actually it costs money. we have to get to americey, then rent a car. then petrolise. then learn to drive. then be 21 in most states. ok this was a silly idea now. a UK road trip would be boring. it all looks the same. silly england.
unless we hitchike! then we wont have to pay money! but we would be in for some serious rapery. hmmm....
i dont know which 'two allies' i would even road trip with. or if anyone else is even up for this. actually as i know the only people likely to read this are merrett, vaishna, kavi, george and pete, fancy a holiday to america? come on then, off we pop. maybe when im like a millionaire i could pay or it.
Mama i'm a Millionaire but I feel like a bum.
Mama i'm a Millionaire but I feel like the only one.
just remembered im not actually one of those. can you imagine how much pressure you would actually get from your friends if you won the lottery? i've always imagined that i'd give my friends a sizeable amount of cash if ever i did win the lottery, but know i dont think id know where to draw the line. and also people would always want you to buy them food, gig tickets etc. probably. but t'would still be good i guess. probably.
Probably? Yeah, I don't like that word. Kind of what ‘probably’ really means. Yeah, uh-huh. "Your mom probably won't stick her head in the oven" y’know? I'm sorry, but I'm not hanging all my hopes of Rachel and I living together on-on "Probably!" Y’know? You gotta take care of yourselves! In this world history teaches us nothing!
lol.
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