Monday, 13 July 2009

Ok, so having read the post directly before this one, I sound like a chav.

I sound like a stupid, drunken, loud, obnoxious, conceited sket, and you know what?  I swear far too much.

I speak common and I sound common.  I swear too much and my accent is at times far too London.

Ug,  I'm not all bad.  If you knew me, you'd probably like me.

I don't even drink that much, and if you met me now you'd think I was the most uncool, unpopular, unsociable freak on Earth.

My Aunt wants me to go to Jerusalem for a few weeks.  Go, don't go?  Go, don't go?

I don't know.

I'm reading Hamlet right now.  I like reading plays.  Weird?  I create the mise-en-scene in my head, the props and so on, and put it together.

Doubt thou the stars are fire,
Doubt the sun doth move,
Doubt truth to be a liar
but never doubt thy love.

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