bored.

So its 10 am on a Sunday morning, and i am bored out my nutting man! for the first time in ages i have nout to do. No homework, no plans, nothing happing in my life. So i'm watching wizard of oz, becuase i thought: why not just live a wee bit. And now i've realised, what life i have. I cant even be arsed to get changed out of my jimma jamss.
 So this week i've been on work experiance: its alright, but i would much like to be at homeling, doing what im doing now. Ive just been thinking to me self, why does pa pa americanos(yanks, usa's peps, what ever you wan to call them) always think that brits are either proper posh and go around drinking tea all day and wearing top hats and saying shizz like "good day to you," and " jolly good fun old chap". OR we are all cockney and want to sell newspapers and say stuff like " come on me love, just 'ave a penny for this lovly peice me darlin'" but then again. WE think amaericans all eat mccyds' all day and stuff there faces. Or we think that yous are all blond and are well stupid. Steriotyping is strange. If amriacans went to norwich or liverpool or somewhere they would think very differently......
Oh darn, the films finished. and what a beautiful film it was. Good ol' dor is right, there is no place like home. Well if you live on the street in a cardbord box then i dont think that reallly counts as home.
 Meh, i might go and have a shower, lets see how many i can have in one day. The record (for me) at the moment is 4. So there you go. In a bizzle internet chums.

Number One.

 My first ever blog. Not sure who will read it, not sure what to say. So I thought about telling the world what makes me individual, the only one, unique.The whole shabam. You have the usual, your history, your friends, your famalam. But then theres the wee things that knowone eles has which you have. whooo, started deep.
 So, for starters of many, im going to start with my crazy family. I love them all, but we're all very different.
The first family member i will 'blog' about is: MOTHER!
 Now my mum, i've never seen her steaming, or hanging. I've never seen her run, her big budongas would knock her out! I hope i dont inherance them giant boulders! However, on the other had, although, ect. I would love to gain her detemination, hardworking and wanting to help and support others wherever she can.
We've done some amazing things together, plu exampla, 3 or 4 race for lives, a marathon for cancer research, and she's watched me dance in Murryfeild, Twichinham, Pairs and The Royal Albert hall! I love her! <3

sozboz for the spellings, here are some words you may not recongize:
Steaming- utterly drunk, of ya wagon and all that
Hanging- hang over
murryfeild- a scottish rugby stadium, seats 60,000 peps
Twichinham- a english rugby stadium, seats 60,000 peps
Peps- people.

Astalavista baby, next time. MA PERE! (father)