Burton

Burton. Check out Wayne Rooney going for it on the left!

Portrait? Haha!

Miniramp champ,

Miniramp scamp.

Eddies new Facebook photo. They all seem to be taken by me; Blogcam 5000 getting around!

Or this one? Haha, neck chimpface!

"No, no." Yes Callan!

Haha, BZ's face!

Ignore Alex's back boneless, Callan's rideaway is so sick.

Fonejacker!

Dogpiss rock fakies = the stink grin.

CAN'T FUCKING WAIT!

Leeds on my birthday (24th May), London on 30th. Which to go to? I'm definately going to one of 'em!

Sunday 29th March

As I haven't posted any rubbish recently, I thought I'd post some rubbish:

Coco/ Houdini

DIY Death x weed x Rollersnakes colab.

Macbeth essay deadline countdown. This thing has dictated how long I have left to live. And it'll all be over on Friday 3rd April. 1 paragraph to do, everyone else is a while behind me. Hopeful is the word!

Over the past 2 days I have:

• Won a quid in a bet on what whether the person that plays Abby in Primeval is the same actor as the last 2 series. She was, of course.
• Won a water polo tournament by winning every match and fully pasting the team I used to play for 9-1 in the final. Yes!
• Earnt a fiver
• Nicked an album and 4 songs of Dad's iTunes
• Regretted not skating in the wonderful sun (summer is going to be so good!)
• Sent off 3 work experience letters to BBC Radio Nottingham, BBC East Midlands Today and the Grantham Journal. Got to get one, surely! Methinks the latter, they have no quality filter on their work, why should they on work experience requests!
• Been told off for wearing a pair of battered old Nike SBs as slippers, they ruin the carpet because they're heavier than slippers apparently. They're vulcanised?!

Battle

Pancake Day

Lesson from this years pancake day: Don't eat expired fig jam on a pancake. Or ever.

The melted butter and the mix.

Pancake. Lemon juicer and sugar.

Oh, and here's a picture of the newest purchase, idea-placing-in-my-parents-heads courtesy of The One Show. 'S one of those things that work out how much energy you are using and how much it's costing you. It caused a full morning up to lunch of doing nothing because Mum, Dad and Connor were trying to turn everything connected to the mains, but it was still registering electricity coming from somewhere, that stopped when everything was turned off at the fusebox. Don't know if it got resolved or not, but the point is I spent all morning reading a book:

Pancake flipping

Skiing in Italy - Day 1

Good way to start things off!

A list of bullshits, a cup of coffee and a new Sidewalk. And a flapjack. I managed to spill the coffee down myself when I had taken the lid off, not put it back on properly, and then drank out of it. All over my light grey and white inside hoodie, and my Jack Wills t-shirt. Cleaned off though!

Fisheye of Alex's hat and a bottle of Irn-Bru. You can see the actual size of the bottle on the right hand side of the picture (the orange thing) .

We all look horrendous on out passports, less so Alex as he wasn't either ill or a kid when it was taken.

Likeness.

Milkshakes at the airport. At the end you can here me say "this is being filmed on a just-lost camera", which though gay, is true, and I was lucky to get it back from the very-serious lost and found people that asked me if I could prove it was mine. I replied by describing the multitude of stickers plastered all over it.

Alex. Chewing something. As normal.

Cloud carpet

The sign on the windowscreen of the bus taking us to the hotel from the airport. That journey was so shitty, we were in the bus for about 2 to 3 hours, at about 2 hours even the teachers were over it, everyone was asking how long left and they were replying "Quarter of an hour" every time, 2 people had thown up, I ended up shouting at Alex because he was singing literal, absolute nonsense for twenty minutes, and I has had nothing to eat for dinner except 2 finger-sized breadsticks, a ham and lettuce roll and a miniroll. So rubbish. All that for a 2 star hotel as well, when we got there the rooms stank of chemicals and the toilets still smelt like shit.

The room.

Flood

Due to the snow and rain in the past 2 weeks, the river smite has significantly increased in height and a drain on Bunnison Lane has got blocked. So in essence, WE GOT HELLA FLOODED YO! Well, not me, just a river and a road. But still, it's a flood:

Oh, and here's a nice picture of some sheep in a field at sunset:

Cockblocking business.

With no relation to the title, here are some media thingys:
http://www.slashfilm.com/2009/02/02/nsfw-christian-bale-flips-out-on-terminator-salvation-set/ = Really funny!


= Really clever!


= Really rad! (Plus she's hot (click on it)).

SNOW!

For the first time in a very long time (try 8 or 9 years ish!) snow has fallen here! SO STOKED, not only because it meant that I got to miss Monday, and in doing so, didn't go to school, slept until 8 (thought my clock was wrong, put it back an hour, opened my curtains, looked out the window, mum came in and told me my clock was actually right) and that the schools were shut, and so me and Connor watched half of Dark Knight, wrapped up, and went out!

First decent sized real-life icicle I've ever had on my window!

"Snow! Oh my God, SNOW!"

Made a snowman :)

Took him 10 minutes! I Should have made a time lapse, but I didn't know he was doing it!

Snow-skating didn't work...

Snowdome

Yeah, stoked?

Hiroshima?

Nerdin' it

Cloud factory

DC sticker at the top of the window

Next day, we needn't have paid £90!

Yep.

Didn't take many photos at all, due to the fact I was going to film going down the slope etc. but locked the camera in the bag in a locker, and so I couldn't. Anyway, that means you don't get any footage of me slamming.

War of The Roses 2009

Can't fuckin' wait!

Mighty Boosh Nottingham 2009

Leaving the house.

Annoying Foxy with the flash. It's actually quite good!

The crowd (and gay rights for the alphabet (completely on the left, half way up)

Future Sailors as an intro, genius!

Bollo (and his clock) pushing Tony Harrison of the stage after his Parkinson-alike slot with a Polish comedian!

"Ice cream, ice cream" "If I wanted ice cream I would have said by now, surely everyone has fucking ice cream by this time!"

"I am Sunflash!"

"It's a mixture of chav and Chinese, I call it Chavese" "Really?" "Yees!" "That's just South African!"

Haha, Alex's face! Probably a replica of mine after walking out of the show with just my ticket to show for it, as the program was bloody £12, never mind anything else, and I only had a fiver, with which I was planning on buying some form of poster, which they didn't even have!

Foxy wearing my hoodie, which resulted in it smelling of her perfume for 3 days after!

And to finish off, Alex ringing his mother to transport us back home, and whilst dropping Foxy off I asked "is West Bridgeford as big as Grantham?". Yeah geography!

Whilst sorting out the top of my wardrobe...

...which is where all of my old school books and files of tests are (I was moving it all around up there so I can actually find things), I found this:

Cheers Brandon, I had forgotten about that!

Oh, and the post of Tom's birthday back in December is up, but you don't care about it anymore, so who cares. If you do, just find it in the posts done in December.

New camera!

So, it's 4th hand, knackered, doesn't have a charger as yet, is just 5 megapixel, and is probably less than 1-chip. I have had to maked o with a camera bag than was formerly a CD sleeve bag, I don't have any editing software apart from movie maker, and the camera battery cover is lucky if it shuts properly. In fact, I don't think it does at all! Oh well, video blogs are better than photo blogs, right? So I'll do those instead. Oh, and to be honest, I don't think I'll do that most recent skeg blog properly, I'll just upload those photos, you'll have to caption them. I might say when they were, that's all. Can't be arsed with it anymore, as it wasn't much of a trip anyway. You'll have to find it.

The new camera taken with the old camera. Doubt I'll ever use the old one again, useless thing. I feel a bit sad about that!

New Year

So, that's it. 2008 is finished. Nothing to say really, it's just a supposedly big thing. New years resolutions for me are to be more positive, and not to object stupidly anymore. Not too happy really, rolling in the new year with a sore throat, a pulled gluteus medius, and not having seen or talked to anyone or skated in 2 weeks. Sound like nothing, but I hate it all the same. Not being able to get hold of people is so shit, especially when the reason is that they're out, and you want to talk to them because you can't go out and haven't done for weeks. Plus skating doesn't get me as stoked as it used to, and I don't like that at all. It's hard to be positive when how your feeling is anything but positive, so I guess that new years resolution is going to be harder to keep than originally anticipated.