Jack
Posted Mar 2, 2011 by anonymous | 123 views | 0 comments
Yep. I've probably had too much. Not that I give a shit. I'm feeling low right now. If I may quote someone with whom I have great respect, 'lower than an ostrich skin boot, and that's low'. I feel like a right hampton. I sit here and wait and for what? Nothing. That's what. Bollocks. I see only darkness in this prison cell from which I live my life. I'm a total wanker. I'm going to sort this bloody life of mine out. I'm going to make changes. No more sitting around like a sitting around thing. I have a plan Baldric. More cunning than a cunning fox who happens to be professor of cunning at the university of cunning. Yep. I sometimes wonder what my life would've been like had I stayed friends with people at school. Would I, like them, be in prison for murder, robbery and drugs? One divot mate robbed a post office with a knife. He ran away and hid in some trees but sat on the knife. That's how the police found him. lol. Crying like a baby. ;) The only thing stopping me from becoming a criminal is the only thing that stopped me before. The fear that one of my old tutors will open up the local rag, see my mugshot and say, ' tut, that's what I expected of him'. Well f*** you teachers. I'm going to suceed!!!!!
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