34:5

I'm back bitches. Here's some thoughts, if we are all different are we not the same in the fact that we are all different, and how can someone win if it means somebody else loses.

Olly 23:2

Work, the only way to obtain money legally. Unfortunately it is horribly boring and no way worth what it pays. Myself, Till slave, at first it's all fun and games, it's great, it's different. Two months later you'd rather be playing operation yourself, it's horrible. All this for 4.65 an hour how some people like working on tills i don't have a fucking clue. Soon I may have to make the biggest decision of my life, since Bulbasaur, Charmander or Squirtle. Should i drop my work to help improve school work at the cost of money loss, or do I continue being bored shitless 12 hours a week and risk my school work at consequence. Tough one and since EMA is the most bollocks system ever i cannot afford to drop my job. Besides my £220 a month i can afford fuck all and the promise of an American holiday get's fainter and fainter maybe i should just focus on the future, but then again who doesn't love the money. Well if the holiday doesn't come true all ther money i save should add up to a nice Arsenal season ticket.

Oly 69:1

Oh no fuckers of the motherly kind I did not blog yesterday, I bet you thought the world was going to end. Anyway Today's topic University. It's two years way and four years before my life begins. What do I intend on doing you ask? nothing more or less than Aerospace or Aeronautical engineering. Oh yes bombs and planes and maybe rockets. Where? well either Sheffield university or Imperial college London. ICL is third best University so a tad more prestigious than number eighteen Sheffield, However, Sheffield offers a year in America, whereas ICL offers Europe. So it's a hard choice but I'm fairly confident I'll make the right choice. After that it's USA time, goodbye Europe and all your shitty laws and foul immigration policies, I want sun, lots of money and a gun. So cant wait but, Sixth Form first and maths which is horrible but two years and i might just start enjoying life unless things change. Adios

Olly 27:4

Exam was dreadful, so unbelievably hard. Well just hope the highest score in the country is low, (even better mine). But it's done and in the past nothing can be done, doesn't make me feel better knowing theres nothing you can do, such is life. Geography tomorow now have to put my political genius to the test and make up some bullshit story to get out of it.

Olly 1:19

So, I'm now only hours away from my first exam of the year and I'm on Blogger, Shit. Well i have revised mainly the physics of blowing away zombie brains on Borderlands, but still need to revise. Well it's Physics it's not easy but it's not hard, just some of the questions can be a bit misplaced such as what effect does chernobyl have on milk farmers. Answer: Greener grass, tastier meat and glow in the dark milk. 3D design next week, not much point in that shit. Looking back in retrospect i wish i only took three AS' and stayed with Doctor as my career choice. Involves slightly less maths than building planes and bombs, and i would be able to prescribe myself tasty drugs. Lemsip just isn't as powerful as anit-depressants mixed with asprin. (Drain cleaner is also much better for heartburn than gaviscon.) (Anyone who takes that last bracket seriously i am not responsible for your death.) ( On the other hand it will be funny to watch on the news.) Enough parenthesis. Adios.

Olly 13:4

I have gad a few compliments from several disciples concerning my blogging, thank you very much. Walking to school despite being boring, cold and highly fucking tedious, often sets me off on long chains of thought. Nothing completely mind blowing otherwise there would be a lovely red stain on the pavement outside John Henry Newman school. Anyway , away from the gore ridden side story. What seems so common is the thought of what's for lunch or what am I going to set on fire next. But, more often than thinking about red and yellow flickering heat, slowly crunching up the paper and turning it into nothing but miniscule blackened particles, I think about how fucked up the world is. We breathe dirt and filth, we eat more than our fair share of food and we kill and murder people just like us and for what. What cause of ours is so righteous that we may starve the world of it's resources and fill the very air we breathe with filth and toxic muck. Is it our own greed, is humanity destined to throw everything it knows and takes for granted all fir the bloody crusade for riches. Or is it our governments fault, have they brainwashed us into this state of overconsumptive capitalism. I am by no means a communist but this has gone too far, they are not the powers that be. Oh by any means not we the people, we together as one can steer our planets future, us the people of the world if united can change the future we our the powers that be.

Olly 13:4

Olly 12:3

And then the lord said "thou shalt hath education, so that every man may be bored into slumber by the drone of the preachers of mathematics." School, everyone's been there done that, or been there doing that. Currently i find myself stuck in the void between compulsory school and university, the melancholy purgatory, a.k.a Sixth Form. Studying the lowest on my list of activities after school. The subjects i chose through me head first into the deep dark cavern of boredom yet yank me back up with a bungee at the end of he week. Monday, the worst day of the week, mainly because of Maths, the teacher is a complete arse and the subject makes me so bored i need to drink an energy drink to be able to go to sleep. Tuesday, physics if i was writing on facebook i would simply write "meh", but this is slightly more sophisticated, so physics is interesting not to bad dificulty wise and the teachers are all right so i suppose overall it is just meh. Thursday, (yes i am quite aware i missed wednesday i dont go to school then.) Geography, simply the best lesson, good teacher, (and the other teacher is Mario), great mates at the back and its a piece of piss. Alas Friday, the end of the week I don't have work and 3D design, fun, two great mates, great teacher and often hardly ever on (snow, gas leaks and the fact that one of the teachers is never in.) and often good chance to get some chinese. Adios.

Olly 21:2

Video games have played an integral part in my life. I can still remember my first experience in vivid colour, being sat down in front of the Nintendo 64 holding the 3 pronged controller in my tiny hands, looking in awe at the amazing 3d graphics of the legend of Zelda ocarina of time through round prescripted spectacles. My first game that dropped me right into the deep end of gaming and thus I prevailed at the tender age if six defeating Ganon and restoring Hyrule to peace once again. Ever since being raised upon the 64, many games have come and gone, some great and some greatly dissapointing. However, I'm just as enthusiastic about reveiwing games so maybe in a few blogs to come you will see some reveiws. Adios.

Genesis

I suppose it's best to stick with the biblical theme to start off with. In the beginning... ah fuck it i can't keep this up. Ok then new to this one well i guess a good way to start my political rise to power would be to describe myself. For starters i am an Arsenal FC fanatic, the clothes I'm wearing now and wear everyday will be from the armoury. I live in a large town 32 miles out of London a shit hole known mainly as Stevenage, but can also be called Hell, Shitville, Chavenage and S-Town (to it's indigenous species.) I prefer to call London my home town. Despite my lack of prose and dreadful grammar, i have some sort of intelect and will one day lead this country into a new properous age (manifesto comming june 2010). In my free-time I am usually found on my Xbox saving the galaxy or removing skulls from zombies and driving cars I'll never be able to afford. I also love football cant play well but I try, have my own six a side team Accrington Manly, composing of six of my best friends. I like writing my own stories and creative peices and future speeches in my spare non football, non xbox time. Music, who does'nt listen to it, the most powerful tool for protest on the planet, my preference Metal. Nothing like something that screams meaningful words into your brain at a breakneck pace. Physically well I'm 6ft 2. ah the internet the best place to be someone your not, being honest im fairly short for a bloke, and not the greatest physically but i suppose i make it all up in personallity. So that is the end of my first blog adios.