lol, happy Guy-Falkes night catholic biatches! I'm enjoying the fireworks from my study window right now. Hanged, drawn, quartered and cremated. Try to bomb our fucking house of social order will you?!
Oh yeah and Obama won. But what do I care? I'm not even American. lol.
I'm only posting this now because the boxes reached my county today. Basicly, the UK has become the first nation in Europe to pass laws forcing tabbaco product boxes to feature graphic images of the negative effects of smoking, including dead bodies, rotted teeth, decaying lungs, miscarriages, babies on life-support, big-ass tumors ect.
Not that big a jump baring in mind before hand by law atleast a 3rd of the front of the box had to have written in big bold letters "Smoking Kills.", unlike what I've seen on the side on American boxes saying in small print on the side of the box "Warning: Depending on what day of the week it is, you never know, theres a chance smoking pregnant might damage your baby.". The UK is now not a million miles from blanket banning the stuff.
Apart from adressing the irony that the only reason we have a free health service (free for a reason) is because we make alot of money from our good tabacco sales. I have something to say on this; PUTTING PHOTOGRAPHS LIKE THAT ON A BOX PUT IN A PUBLIC SHOP FOR ALL TO SEE IS REVOLTING, especially baring in mind that the likes of little kids are going to see them. Not forgeting the double standard of not putting images of a morbidly obese man on McDonalds packaging, mangaled up livers on Bud bottles, goatse on Astro-glide ect.
It has come. 11th grade. Last year of actual school for me, infact its not even a full school year. Its 2/3's of one, the rest is just exams and shit. They tell you that you seriously can't afford to piss around this year, boy they aint lying. Still for way too many of the chavs the shit still aint hit the fan yet. Gah! Its like exam or coursework every other week, overload, no free time!
Posative note, my exam results from the last term of 10th grade:
Maths FSMQ: C Maths 3: C (damm close a B) Biology 3: A (bitch!) Physics 3: B
How do you like my ski-mask? I'm thinking of saying "Fuck you school!" and just earn my meat by robbing banks.
Saw it yesterday. Amazing! Best comic book adaption yet possibily. One of the few recent films that deserves its hype. I forgot that it was a superhero film, because its so much more than just that. It ties into the books completly, not a hint of the camp Adam West 60's show. It actually had a really deep message regarding the war against terrorism.
Before you see it mind I would strongly recomend watching Batman Begins first hand otherwise some plot elements won't make sense. Also it does not tie into the Burton/Schumacher series, which I personally think really fell on its face. The first was alright, the second was good, the third one was crap and the fourth was one of the worst films ever made, http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AJW… . I think it should be a law that one director should always direct a whole film series single-handedly.
Christopher Nolan has proved himself a brilliant director. Also, ALL the actors where amazing. Especially Heath Ledger, who took the joker way beyond Nicholson. Hes been nominated for the best actor award at the Oscars, only one person in history has even won an Oscar after death. I've always wanted to play the Joker myself. What do you think?
I also hear if the bossy producers force Nolan to introduce Robin into this series then the kid who played Malcom in the Middle is going to do it, atleast then he wouldn't remain branded as a child actor for all eternity.
My dads new boss is American, and he got me 2 $2 bills as a present, which also adds to my £5 coin I got at a wedding.
I've got ninety thousand pounds in my pyjamas. I've got forty thousand French francs in my fridge. I've got lots of lovely lire. Now the Deutschmark's getting dearer, And my dollar bills would buy the Brooklyn Bridge.
There is nothing quite as wonderful as money. There is nothing quite as beautiful as cash. Some people say it's folly, But I'd rather have the lolly. With money you can make a splash.
There is nothing quite as wonderful as money.
...Money, money, money, money.
There is nothing like a newly minted pound.
...Money, money, money, money.
Everyone must hanker For the butchness of a banker. It's accountancy that makes the world go 'round.
'Round, 'round, 'round.
You can keep your Marxist ways, For it's only just a phase, For it's money, money, money makes the world go 'round.
They where awesome! WAY better than all the others so far, and its going to be my last, seeing as in my school the last grade ends early.
Thursday:
Awards day in the morning. I beat the cleverest person in the school for the drama award! Get in! The staff felt very achieved towards me.
By the afternoon I could have gotten excluded. Read on. I've been telling everyone for about a week now that on the last day or so I was going to explode a plastic bottle in the field. So 10 minutes into lunch everyone met up on the field by the big tree. I began to build it, how it worked was it contained 50 alka-seltzer tablets inside wrapped in cling film, I would fill the bottle up half way up with water, super-glue down the cap and shake it up so the cling film would open up and the tablets would start disolving, the super-glue would make sure that the actual bottle blew-open, and not just the lid shoot off. I left it and told everyone that it would take atleast 20 minutes to go off, after that point everyone got impatent and skeptical that it would even go off, or even be a decent explosion. So then loads of people started kicking it, throwing it, throwing stuff at it, shaking it up ect. Then what was a lucozade bottle was now a brick/football. So having experience with that I told everyone to leave it stood up, and get atleast 30ft from it. 5 minutes from that. This kid who is rude to me loads went to pick it up. Despite me shouting at him to get away from it, he crouched down and slowly reached out to lift it. Then guess what happened? BOOOOOOMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!! The whole field froze and looked around. People 300ft away reported it because they thought they heard a gun-shot. The kid who went to pick it up was in some state. He had some minor cuts all over his hand, went temporarily deaf in one ear, got covered in half-disolved alka-seltzers and looked as if someone had just hit him. Me and the kid had to talk to the school nurse and one of the princables about it. I was very apolagetic, I got him a box of candy, I would feel like shit if he went permantly deaf or something. Having said that. Why should I show guilt? I did warn him not to go near it, hes horrible to me all the time, and no one ever gives a shit when they do something stupid and I end up getting hurt. I pretty much got away with it to. The princable had to talk to my father, I would have gotten excluded but they couldn't be assed because I was so close to the end of the year.
Friday:
It was the end of term so it was just watching DVDs and playing games all day. The kids hearing was improving steadily.
Highlight of the day is an aquatience downed over half a liter of brandy on the bus, at 8am! So at the end of first period he threw up over himself, and went to walk home (a few miles). But then one of his mates texted him up to not bother and to return just as he reached the village border. He sat in reception and me and one of his friends had to trip-sit him until his mom came to pick him up. How embarrissing for him.
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