My mums in Atlanta at the moment visiting her sister who emigrated over there a while ago, so now its just me, my dad and sister until Monday.
Its been interesting to say the least! We've worked really well overall and had understanding over difficult things and have all had to compromise at times which is to be expected and we've all made sacrifices without complaining which is a hard thing to do so we've all done well in that aspect. But at the same time we've clashed over some pretty trivial stuff, and my sister has been taking the piss with her antics and cheek while mums away and she has the chance. Its strange how families work, even stranger with single parent families.

I dont really mind for a week, it'll be good to see her again on Monday but i'd definitely hate it if it was permanent. It would be really difficult.

Pretty hard hitting film. Just finished it bringing the curtain down on a pretty eventful weekend. (and week in fact) Makes me realise what a rut Britain was in at the time, everything was wrong socially, economically, and they were in a conflict.
Sound familiar? Now a days muslims are isolated and viewed with suspicion due to terrorism.. i know there's less racism but the fact its still there is pretty bad. Britain is on the verge of economic crash, people lending too much for basically anything, as demonstrated by Northern Rock. "Put it on the plastic" seems to be the answer to many people for many things at the moment and debt in the UK is highest in Europe i heard the other day. Its not like there's 3.5million unemployed but cracks are beginning to show. Im against war and wont go into the Falklands as i suppose im not really that knowledgeable in it but i was amazed at how there are similarities between life now and 25 years ago.. but having said that so much is different.
Pretty intense film anyway.

On wednesday i had a school halloween party mixed with the year above. Before it played literally THE best drinking game ever, ring of fire. So fuckin good, did the job and was properly enjoyable to play. The party was good, a fancy dress, i went as a horse. Thinking back my costume was pretty rubbish but it was free, and really last minute. I looked awful on the pictures, i hate nights like that. The next day only half of sixth form came in, it was a pretty heavy night.

Friday went into town and i fell out with a mate. He'd been asking for my id to give to one of his friends the next night. He took it off me in school and refused to give it me back when i said i was definitely coming, which really wound me up. So when he finally gives it me back that night i lost it in the minibus. But before he or i knew this he cracked a joke about my dad being ill. Theres banter but my dad cant work because of it, so i just exploded and was going to hit him but got held back. I went crazy and absolutely demolished him with a fantastic one liner which everyone laughed at and after that he said nothing which i was glad about.
Anyways, i left this ID in the minibus and he started having a go at me becuase it ruined his plans for his mate for the next night. I rang up the company in the morning and picked it up and could have given it back to him but didnt.
Not unreasonable of me. Im never lending it to him again because he was such a dick about it, it was for his friend, not mine, he ripped my dad and i cant blame him for me losing it but it definitely complicated things so to keep it simple so i hopefully dont lose it again, he's never getting his hands on it. I havent spoke to him since friday and am not giving it him again.

Anyways, saturday night i watched Starter for ten with James McAvoy, a great film.. i really enjoyed it because the lead was a really good guy but made some big mistakes, he had an emotive story line and i really felt for the guy. Entertaining aswell.

Today i had my first full shift at Debenhams. I made mistakes, yes, and the general public really are horrible, whiney people and MESSY EATERS!!! And so much is wasted!! I was amazed.
But yeah it was really busy, i put cold milk in a womans cappucino and she complained.. fair enough. No-one likes sub-zero frothee coffee. I dropped a guys chips all over him, and took a womans money she was paying me with as a tip. That was awkward when she came back later on asking for change. It could have gone a lot worse, made new friends, and i work again on Thursday.

I do alright for myself, so alright that i am nearly 17 and before today hadnt needed/got a job. Today was the day that changed.

I am by no way lazy. I just live way out from where i go to school/socialise and spend most of my time. In contrast, i dont go out around my house.. so while all my mates have been getting jobs near to their homes i have never known where to begin. I did want a job, but didnt know where to go for one.

But my dad spotted they were hiring at Debenhams in town today so i went in and handed in my Application and got an interview.. on the spot!
£4.75 p/hr which isnt as much as some friends earn but its still a wage and i think there's an instore discount involved aswell which will be good for christmas because Debenhams sells practically everything.
My induction with all the other new people is on Thursday and then if that goes well i have a temporary christmas position which could lead to something more! Brilliant!

This is the only positive, worthwhile thing to come from this halfterm. I havent been able to do anything else other than celebrate my Grandma's birthday and go out to watch us lose in the world cup final because of this dirty cough and chest infection i've had. Shame.

But yeah... job = me very happy!

And yes that is also the title of a brilliant Radiohead song. That was deliberate, as i've got the new Radiohead album last week and its brilliant. So brilliant that i've only listened to it fully two or three times?? I dont get it either.

I'll keep this brief. I havent been on here enough. Ive been busy doing other things and it seems i've lost my rythm and motivation for upkeeping a regular blog. I guess there just isnt enough about me thats interesting enough for me to write at the moment, thats no-ones fault. (especially not my own!!)

So until further notice, i'll leave it.
This wont all be forgotten though.. it'll stay at the back of my mind because im quite obsessive like that, just not obsessive enough to start it again, filling it with boring rubbish.

So in the words of terminator "I'll be back"

Hopefully not before too long.

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I did write that, just minutes ago, but i've had two friend requests in recent weeks whilst i've been off the blogosphere so i'll give it a go.
For them!!
I couldnt just accept them and then leave without even giving them a chance could i??!!
That would just be rude!

Schools going well, rugbys going great (especially tonight!)
Heroes is on tonight, im going out quite a bit aswell!!

The only thing thats letting me down a bit is money. I have rinsed my bank account (savings) of about £300 since the start of summer so am refusing to take any more out. But to boost the funds again i've applied for a job and if they dont let me know before this weekend (which they should do, theyll ring tomorrow they said) i have some other work lined up 9-5 saturday and Sunday at the place where i did work experience.. £80 for the weekend!!

Ian Brown on saturday night, my mum and dad might not be going anymore so i may have more tickets for mates which would be pretty welcome.

Im on a bit of a high! Please Forgive me!!
Showertime!

Is so, so good. Im totally hooked. I've just watched the BBC double bill (missed the sci-fi UK showings so havent seen the rest of the series) Nialls got it all on DVD but i really dont want to borrow it, im enjoying it too much! Its something to really look forward to over these next few weeks.
My favourite has to be Hiro Nakamura, he really makes me laugh. My least favourite.. probably..

Damn.. i just ruined a lot of the series.
Browsing facebook groups and the wikipedia section on heroes told stuff i shouldnt know at this point. That was stupid.
Hopefully i'll forget about it.. cant beleive i've just done that!

Since my last post its been really REALLY eventful.

I went to a gig on Tuesday night at Academy 3 with a friend, "Does It Offend You, Yeah?" awful name for a band, but they were amazing.. really a huge surprise.
I knew nothing about them, but went with my friend because he wanted to go, because he thought it'd be a crazy gig. It was full of people about 16 or younger.. i got told off by a 14 y.o. for not going crazy for the support band.. it was the most surreal experience ever.
But yeah, i'd heard nothing by them but i was right at the front going crazy with the rest of them. We went to the afterparty next door, although it wasnt really much of a party.. haha. And i spoke to the support bands who were also both amazing.. We Smoke Fags and Auto
All the bands had a techo feel to them.. i really need to get to more gigs like that. It was crazy.

This whole last week has been crazy. My social life is wicked and i have a good balance and am keeping up with school aswell so im quite pleased. BUT over three recent nights out i have spent £80. Thats £80 in about 5 days. It cant go on. Thats why i've started job hunting. I've applied to a hotel down the road from me, and WHSmith, Debenhams and Build A Bear Workshop in Warrington.. hopefully one of them will turn out good. Hopefully Debenhams or the hotel!

Back to music.. i've downloaded We smoke fags and El Policia who are a band from a rival school who sound like the strokes and are amazing. They're as good as Cajun Dance Party were when they were that old in my opinion.

Today my dad's letter finally came through saying his request for early retirement on the grounds of sickness has been accepted. Im really happy for him as he did try to get back to work, but he couldnt. He deserves his retirement.. and i will enjoy having him around more now. The money he'll get is enough aswell.

Im donating loads of clothes that dont fit to Asylum seekers in Liverpool through school so went clothe shopping tonight with my mum and got some wicked stuff.
In other news, im getting a new phone because i smashed the screen in Knutsford at the weekend,and i have a strained tricep so am not playing rugby this weekend.

Life is pretty jampacked at the moment!

It started badly, we lost at rugby to MGS, the first time the 2nd XV had lost in 2 years. We just didnt turn up at all, i got on for longer than last week though which was good.That was the only positive to take out of it though for me really. Shocking game.
Out in the Knutsford area from then on.. trains buses taxis.. seriously expensive. Cant wait to drive!
This party we went to was in Taberly? It was incredible, an 18th, so £300 worth of booze provided, food, and music. We knew basically no-one there which was good in a way because no-one cared what anyone thought! But also bad because some people were gimps. I dont understand why you'd give someone a hard time, and be a a knob to someone you dont even know. Whats there to gain?
I didnt know the guy who's party it was but was talking to him at the end and he seemed like like a fine chap..

Next day i went to the pub on my own to watch city. Was feeling rough so it was just cokes, got talking to some old guys who'd been watching Gaelic football but had to change for city. They were united fans. Was great to see their faces when we won and went back above them in the league. Michael Johnson is becoming a hero, saw him in Manchester the other week.. my claim to fame!
I also saw him before he made his debut in the trafford center in ZaraMan but i dont really like going up to famous people.. they're not that interesting afterall! Only human!

That night i went out to a private party at a venue, knew a lot more people at this one.. but never really spoken to the hostesses. I got in on Ni's plus 5 and was a good night in the end.

I dont understand why if you're hung over, drinking makes you feel better. If anyone could explain that.. haha

Was a great weekend for me, made up for last one.
A lesson learnt for this weekend is to have a bit of arrogance and go on a hunch. Putting yourself out there and turning up to these sort of events has never ended badly.. putting yourself out there in general is good.. helps confidence and makes things happen. Brilliant.
:D

It isnt half boring is it??!!
Getting up early, going school, coming home and going to sleep early.. boring!

Absolutely nothing of interest has happened, or anything worth noting in the last 6 days. This is just so no-one thinks i'm dead! haha!

So i went to the rugby meeting yesterday and after probably the only de-motivating team talk I've ever been to (bored everyone to death) i got told i would be sub. I was really happy when i heard this, as i really wanted to be involved, and i thought that by forgetting my kit on Thursday i'd missed my chance for this Saturday.
Because of the rugby match i didnt go out on Friday night, and tried to keep it a reasonably early night so i'd be fresh and whatever. Thinking back i dont think i ever could have been fresh for an 8.15 meet at the bus station. Everyone were zombies, it was that early.
We arrived at Merchants Taylors and did a bit of a warm up before the game which got everyone's heads on. 2nd XV is a taken a lot more seriously by the majority of players i noticed. Surprisingly there wasnt a minute's silence, and then we went ahead with an early try. We kept that lead until halftime, when some changes were made to the front row. Sir asked me where i played, "Second row isnt it Dan?" but i played prop last season. He then said i couldnt play there because my build had changed over summer. Damn! That means i'll hardly get any minutes this season.. 1st and 2nd team 2nd rows are amazing, theres loads of them aswell. I was the last sub to go on, replacing Biesty only when his boot sole snapped. I was hoping to get on a bit sooner, but there was nothing i could do.
Straight away, at like the first rook there was i got an arm to the nose, and had blood gushing from my nose for the rest of the match. I had to keep wiping it on my shirt, it was the worst nosebleed I've had but it wasnt painful or worth anyone's concern, it was just a bit of a nuisance. I think i did OK overall, was getting stuck in, i nearly scored on the break after being support for our flanker who dodged about 3 tackles but i got taken down by the last man. I won a lineout for our team aswell without being lifted which was good. I'll get better and more confident with more games and training sessions.

When i got home i was hoping on going out but i fell asleep on the sofa, and when i woke up had missed England football and rugby games. Micah Richards played amazing i hear, and his goal was good (I saw it on the news) Wright-Phillips (England) and Steven Ireland (Rep. Of Ireland) scored aswell, while Nedum Onuoha also scored the night before for the U-21s showing just how good the City academy is these days! I was talking with Sam W (city seasoncard holder) whilst on the bench and me and him are going to go together to City V. Norwich in the Carling Cup.

So anyway, when i woke up i had no missed calls and was still a bit tired so decided to stay in, so me and mum and dad had a game of monopoly which was fun. Haven't done that in years.

Today I've got some history reading to do, and we'll probably finish off the Monopoly game but thats about it. I wonder if you can play monopoly online.. or Risk?

Today and yesterday the day at school has just drained me completely, so when i'm home i do absolutely nothing of any significance. Tonight was better than last night though, i got some cheques for schoolbooks sorted out, got a gumshield, and tuned my bass guitair again and spent some time on that.

Today i progressed on it quite a bit in about 20 minutes and am now on track 9 of the CD (was on #7 before!) I'm doing it in frequent short bursts as reccomended by the book, that instead of doing massive long sessions which will leave me frustrated, going nowhere fast, and take away my enthusiasm. Its working.

Im going to print off an arctic monkeys tab in a second, and then take it upstairs and have a one-man bass party.. should be fun!

I forgot my kit for rugby today so now i'm really not sure if I'll get even on the bench for Saturday.. there's a team meeting tomorrow so I'll just turn up to that and see what they say. Thats what i did for tour meeting after I hadnt played for a year and nothing was said.. hopefully will have a similar outcome!

It wasnt too bad at all. I wasnt nervous at all, there wasnt really any reason to be, I've been at the school for more than 5 years now so everyone is a familiar face. There are two new people to our year, one i already knew who came out with us on Monday night, and one completely new. The completely new guy shares the name of the famous Beatle, George Harrison, which gained him a bit of respect as soon as the register was read out. He seemed ok, a bit quiet but thats to be expected really.
Forms are alphabetically, I'm in Lower 6th 2, with a few of my friends. Not many, but enough. I'm already familiar with my form teacher from rugby for school, and there's a bit of mutual respect there which is good, i think he likes me, which will help because i've got him for Economics aswell.
My options this year are Economics, History, Philosophy and Politics. I had all of them today apart from Economics, and they were all really good and interesting. The lessons are different from last year, in that they seem to be much more chilled out.. everyone listens, and they appear to pass quicker. Maybe people's attention will wain in the future but i kind of hope it doesnt because today was a bit soothing for me! Hahah!

I had my first rugby training session in about 5 months, which was good. We were all pretty unfit so everyone got really put through their paces and i feel really well worked from it. Im planning on really trying for the rugby this year, and will hopefully be a regular on the 2nd XV. Our first match is on Saturday, but hopefully there'll be a couple more training sessions before it. The match is against Merchant Taylors from Liverpool, and there's going to be a minute's silence for their head coach who drowned in a white water rafting accident on their tour to Australia over summer. At another school from Macclesfield a boy was killed in Argentina when he got hit by a car. We're going to South America on tour ourselves in summer.. hopefully none of that happens to us..

Tonight i've already bought two books off Amazon, they were recommended to us by our History teacher for some background reading, which is something he said we really needed to do if we wanted to get As. Normally i wouldnt bother, but i want to do well to make up for getting less than predicted in my GCSEs, and sivakumar123 advised me to read a good book anyway so it all kind of fits.

Over the last couple of days i had one last night out before going back to school, and have pimped out my Ipod with about 200 new songs! Nice!

Yesterday was a strange one. I woke up and started to play the bass. In about 3 sessions now, (only 2 were any real use though) i have learnt that the way i was playing with my thumbs was previously wrong. I can alternate fingers, and know all the parts to the instrument aswell. Im on track 7 of the first CD already but am still playing open notes which is a shame. I still cant master the melodys yet.. need to keep practicing. Well, yesterday i started but after about 15 mins the remote to my stereo ran out of juice. It must have been all the rewinding and fastforwarding that did it, so i decided it was a good time to start.

The rest of the day was then on football manager, just because i didnt really want to be awake. I suppose in an ideal world i would fall asleep now and wake up Monday morning, ready to go in and finalise my courses for next year. Unfortunately life doesnt work like that so i have to wait.. which basically the football manager binge was. Waiting for the end of the day.

Anyways, last night i had a dream. And i then woke up and this dream seemed more and more like it could become reality. I met Tony Wilson in my dream (the recently deceased Mr. Manchester who made Factory Records and the Hacienda) and he had a message for me. I should start a record label! It was a brilliant dream, really vivid, so i thought.. why not? This morning i have been on Wikipedia looking at how various labels started.. Transgressive, City Rockers, Dance To The Radio etc. All of them has a good story to them, and certain morals.. and i really like the appeal of a DIY organisation like that. Thinking about it, it would be the best job in the world. I love music, any future job would definitely have to involve interaction with people.. i could go to gigs looking for bands, organise club nights, gigs for my bands, put out releases... it would be an absolute dream.
It would completely be my dream job.. and its actually the first time i have seriously thought about a future career for myself. Transgressive's first release was funded by £1000, and now they're getting offered £30,000 by major record labels to release a major label's band's material so that the band can appeal to all the indie kids and still have "DIY values" which would appeal to more people than just simply the corporate robot that we have come to expect of most major label's bands.
My dream needed a dose of reality though.. record labels today are struggling.. even the major ones are having rough times. It would be the best job ever, but there is barely enough money to go round these days. Labels with people like The Futureheads are going bust, Elijah Wood's small indie label in America is losing him $100,000 per annum aparently.. (But he spends all of his time in the shire so what does he expect)
Maybe i need a dose of reality to my plans.. but it seems like a good idea to me.. i have an idea of what to do, like start off small with pre-orders etc. and Dance To The Radio operated out of a bedroom like 3 years ago.. now they have The Pigeon Detectives doing really well in the charts, Transgressive started in 2004 and now they're doing really well for themselves.
It is an unstable industry, and im not sure which direction its heading in, with the decline of the CD single maybe i should wait it out. It wouldnt start now anyways, i am 16! But its definitely a thought for the future.
Anyways, the major turning point is.. i am actually thinking ahead, potential jobs and careers.. something I've never done before.
*Pats self on back*

Today it is my friends the White sister's birthday (they're twins.) They're all going town to celebrate but i, along with the majority of other guys wont be going.
Im not exactly sure why but i feel completely drained. I got up a little earlier than usual.. (It was only 10am though!) and have been to the gym for the first time in about a week.. but that really shouldnt leave me feeling how i do. I do feel bad because its their birthday, but we all went out on Monday and i really dont think i could take another night like that.. its just too much.

I texted them saying sorry and wishing a happy birthday, thats probably the best thing i could have done.

I missed out on rugby pre season these last two days because i missed a phone call from Kingy.. that was a shame as i was really looking forward to it. The turn out was really poor from our year, and the teachers were pretty annoyed so i hear,and were questioning our commitment but i really wanted to do it and would have done.. That annoys me quite a bit.

I am also taking my education in Bass Guitair to the next level. Today i went into Warrington and bought a beginner to professional teach yourself bass instruction book for £15. Hopefully is money well spent.

Im going to make myself some food in a second and then try out this bass guitair thing so wish me luck!!

Some people really are pathetic, the ones who get really aggressive for no particular reason after a drink. Also there's nothing worse than 2 faced people.

These two sorts of people when together make me so angry, they say something to one guy which blatantly isnt true, and elaborate on tales to levels beyond belief.. and then the agressive guy wants to fight you because of what a two faced little liar has told him.

I am sick to death of both kinds of people and i cannot wait to go away to uni where i will never have to deal with these two particular dickheads ever again.
The sad thing is other people will take their place so my life will never be free of arseholes.

I was lay awake in bed last night when i realised why i actually picked up that bass guitair yesterday.

I'd been watching the V Festival highlights with my mum and dad on BBC 3 and after they left i switched over from Patrick Wolf to Interpol. Now I'd had friends who were massive Interpol fans, but I'd never really got on the bandwagon. I couldnt remember if i'd ever actually listened to them before the other night, but they were brilliant. Pioneer To The Falls was fantastic, and when i looked i actually had it on my I-pod.
I suppose they drew me in because that song is so.. mysterious, with the piano part, and from watching on tv, Carlos D (bassist) looked effortlessly cool.
It must have been a subconscious thing that made me pick up the bass guitair, "I'd love to look as cool as that" or something similar.
Either way, i'm happy it happened.

I browsed the internet for tabs last night, and can play the whole of "Old Yellow Bricks" by the Arctic Monkeys now, and realised that i was playing "Balaclava" much slower than it actually is, so i need to improve that. The start of "Confusion" by The Zutons is easy..

I also have a new plan of action, get better at the bass before splashing out on a basic electric guitair to give myself a bit of a headstart! I'd love to be good on electric guitair.
Im downloading both Interpol albums as we speak, the singers a bit similar to the guy from REM i think.. haha!

So today out of sheer boredom i have picked up my little sister's bass guitair (Yes you read that correctly) and am starting to try myself on a few songs.
I started Pumping Up Your Stereo by Supergrass but it just doesnt motivate me, so i turned to the Arctic Monkeys and can now play balaclava!!
Its got a wicked bass line so if i carry on learning then hopefully i'll get good enough to become a multi-millionaire rockstar.

Hopefully.

Its been a very eventful few days.
I'd been staying in preparing for my GCSE results when news came through from Clarke that his great aunty had died. She was about 60 and had had cancer which had spread to the whole of her body, so he said he wasnt upset, as now she wasnt suffering, but he was shocked. Just 3 months ago she was perfectly healthy and now she was dead, he said it really put things in perspective. His whole family were crushed by it, he said it was really bad, but he felt really bad for his nana, as it was her best friend. He's worried that the grief could make her ill, which would be really bad as she's an absolute rock to him.
It got me thinking that life can so easily be taken away and we really dont know how lucky we are, life is to be lived and all those cliche sayings came to mind.
These thoughts then helped me through the next day. I went into school with niall and his mum for results (my mum was working and my dad's car was in the garage being fixed) so Shelia was like my sub-mum. I got 6 As 4 Bs and a C which was a vast improvement from my mocks but still less than i was predicted. I am happy with them, and so are my mum and dad as its roughly what they got but i have a feeling some teachers wont be. I am not particuarly driven at school though and the results were fair for the amount of work i did. In comparison with my friends they were good, not the best, but good.
Some girls were getting upset about them but it really wasnt worth it as nothing can be done now and its not like any of them are going to end up homeless or unemployed. These girls are from Hale afterall!

We all got in to where we want to go bar one guy, but he was close and as he's already at the school and has teachers to vouch for him hopefully he'll get in on appeal. I am really happy for everyone with their results, as no-one did badly really.. all the results were fair and now we can get back into school routine in a few weeks at sixth form, which i am really looking forward to.

To celebrate basically the rest of the day was a huge binge, had a phenomenol amount to drink, and went to the printworks in manchester. Everyone remembers their first results night.. and i have nothing but good memories.

I am really into heroes at the moment, its brilliant, although i watched one episode on my own and am not sure if a charachter has died or not.
I watched the Bourne Ultimatum too, and that was really good.

Over the last few days i have learnt a hugely important lesson in life. It seems obvious, but not to judge anyone by initial appearence.

I attended the Manchester Derby with my dad on Sunday, it was absolutely brilliant. City were well and truly outplayed, but we outsmarted a stronger than most Man United side with one moment of individual brilliance from Geovanni for the goal, and the flair of Petrov and Elano for the build up play. Sven and Shinawatra truly are heroes to half of Manchester at the moment, they really can do no wrong.

Anyhow, as i was saying, dont judge. Me and my dad arrived at the ground and took our seats about half an hour before kick off. There were two empty seats next to us and then a burly skinhead guy in a stripey jumper sat down in front of us. I had his "MCFC" tatoo staring at me from the back of his neck, which was hugely unnerving. Then another two simiarly built, skinhead guys accused two old women of being in their seats in row B. We were row D.
It turned out these guys got it wrong and they were actually in the seats next to me. They sat down and i didnt want to seem like a snob at all so i smiled when they nodded on to me and my dad. They then started telling my dad about a guy a bit further up and in the next block in a city shirt, with C.Ronaldo #7 on the back, and how it was a disgrace. It seemed a bit odd, i'll give them that but then they were going on about how they were going to butt him and knock him out, all of this to my dad, a middle class GP who was horrified. His face was funny, hes not a massive football fan, and i had seen people like this before at most other matches.. he gave me a look when they turned away and whispered when one of them went to the toilet, "They arent here for the football." They were talking with the other skinhead in front of them who they seemed to know about fighting and stuff, and i had to agree. I'd seen football factory, and these guys looked like the firm.

I dont really know anything about the city firm, but a friend claimed his dad used to be a member. We werent at any risk these guys would do anything, we were city fans, but i seriously wouldnt want to get on the wrong side of them.

However, despite the smell of booze coming from them, and one of them not returning for the 2nd half, the other two i began to see (after the goal) were absolute gents. Even the one with the questionable tatoo. They were chatty and courteous.. i was in discussion with one about Micah Richards and the prospect of Danny Sturridge for a while.
Afterwards, despite the result i was still left with a bitter taste that i thought these guys were basically thugs. They were class, made me laugh aswell. My dad had warmed to them by the end of the match aswell.
Apart from that i've been in brilliant mood since, and thats without bragging to my United mates particuarly.

Since sunday, i've spent the day with grandparents, had a drastic haircut (picture going from the lead singer of the enemy's hair to Matt Bellamy of Muse) and have started going to the gym aswell...

But yeah.. life.
More lessons to be learnt im sure!

I know a lot of people in the year above me, and today was their big day for getting their A-level results.
It really hits home that in a week, i'll be getting a letter through the post myself.. a letter which has huge implications for my future.
Shitting bricks doesnt come close to describe how i'll be next week. I hope everyone i know of gets good A-levels, thats standard, and i hope they have a good time doing whatever they do tonight.. (if they're celebrating, that is!)
I hope they'll be the same for me next week.

I know i haven't updated my blog recently, but i've been way too busy. Summer has been awesome and its not over yet.. there are plans to return to Abersoch after my results for one last hurrah before we're back at school, and the eagerly anticipated 6th form!! Since my last post my parents returned from scarborough.. and it was aparently obvious what had went on, and yes, there was more damage than i told them about, and Yes, the house was still a mess. (I really thought it was clean!) so i got severeley punished and had to pay £!00 for the damages. So i am not going to consider ever having people to mine again.. i'll go to there's instead!
Since my last post i've been to Leeds aswell, staying at an empty student house in Hyde Park.. that was fun.

And the football season has started again. I am really happy, being free from football for 90 days really makes me realise how much i love it and what a massive part of my life it is! I mean, seriously, me and my friends were actually coming to the point where we had no more manchat.. so really last weekend came in the nick of time.
Man City are overachieving and i couldn't be happier. I've been grinning ear to ear the past few days, does it worry you that something so unimportant has such a massive effect on me and my mood? It scares me!! Bring on the Manchester Derby on Sunday.. i need to find a non-united pub to watch it..

I shall now also make a pledge, to not let this blog become stagnant again!!

Over and Out Mofo's!!!

I have been in Abersoch for the past week and had the time of my life with friends. It surpassed all expectations, i laughed in the last week more than i have done in the last year, it was brilliant. Nights were spent on the beach, meeting new people and making fires, until wardens would come and put them out.
We stayed at a friends holiday home, in an incredible location, 2 minutes from the abersoch beach and right near to the center of Abersoch village. He had a speedboat, and a doughnut ring which we spent many hours on. His mum was literally the safest woman i've ever met, she's seperated from her husband and she was so leniant, shes a fantastic lady so we got her gifts at the end of the week as a thankyou. We played football and sports on the beach in the day or just lounged. It rained so we watched The Break Up (Jennifer Anniston and Vince Vaughan) with a load of girls our friend knew, and it was hilarious. Here is the best bit:

That scene was hilarious.

We were in Abersoch for the Wakestock festival, the "Largest Wakeboarding Music Festival In Europe" The lineup was rubbish, but everyone was going.. it wasnt for the music. We had weekend tickets and everyone else was camping. We all got reallyy drunk off whatever we could get our hands on and just had a really wild night. I saw Mark Ronson, who was fantastic, and then was so drunk that i basically just walked through security into the camping area that i was really meant to pay £30 extra for. I met up with some friends and they took me to the campsite and i slept in an empty tent that was leaking without a sleeping bag or anything.
In the morning i found out the rest of the festival had been cancelled due to the weather. The rest of the country was flooded, so half of the acts couldnt get there.. poor. The walkway from the carpark to the festival site had also been washed away, and the site was inaccesible to emergency vehicles so it was all health and safety. Im still not sure if we get a refund.
In the end i had an amazing time, we stayed until Tuesday whereas everyone else went straight home and thought it was awful. We weren't the only ones who stayed and made the best of the situation, the night after on the beach was wild, there were 30 ft explosions due to people putting gas cylinders on fires, very dangerous but good to watch. I was glad that the festival was cancelled in the end as i dont know how i would have coped if Saturday had been as hardcore as friday night.
Abersoch is brilliant anyways, and i only spent £100 in the week and still had an awesome time. Thats good considering how overpriced everything is. There were some serious rich posh kids there, but the majority were from the mighty Manchester.
We had one song on repeat for the whole time, Torn On The Platform by Jack Penate. Now whenever i hear that song i'll be reminded of happy times.

We came home and i had a free house, until tomorow, with no food.I had to go to the cashpoint and supermarket, and ended up having a party the next night.. it was good but there wasnt much respect for my house which i didnt appreciate. Mum knows and she took it quite well actually, there were only minor breakages and i didnt tell her completely the full story so she wasnt too upset, she was more bothered that her alcohol cupboard got raided.. i've been cleaning all day and now the house is basically spotless. I just need to put valuable stuff back in its place, and you would never know what went on.
I actually cant wait to see my mum and dad, i havent seen them in 9 days, which is the longest i've ever had, and like with Glastonbury i missed them much more than i thought.

In other news, the apple tree in my back garden has fallen over, but i am leaving it until dad gets back and he decides what to do with it.

Summer has well and truly began in the last 10 days or so!

The weekend took me up to Edinburgh for the wedding of my cousin, MF and her fiancee of close to a year, Andy.
I'd been to a wedding before, but was too young to really remember it. My grandparents didnt attend because my grandma broke down when she realised she was going, it was all a bit overwhelming, she's very old and is losing her sight and hearing and is starting to get confused so maybe it was the right thing to happen. Its still upsetting watching the rapid deterioration of an elderley loved one. She really was a charachter (sp?) in the day, i can remember, but now all of that seems to have gone and she is merely the shell of the person she once was.
The wedding wasnt in a church, it was at The Royal Scots Club, which was a fantastic venue. We were staying there, and its meant to be for all the old war veterans , so there were some ridiculously strict dress codes for meals and other things, which was offputting, and the showergel there made me smell like an old man.
The ceremony was around 20 minutes and it was brilliant, the celebrations afterwards were good aswell, and it was a brilliant day, it made me want to get married! ha!
I only found afterwards that the whole thing was on friday the 13th, which isnt really very good for the superstitious, but the 13th is really lucky for the couple. They were both born on the 13th, Andy proposed on the 13th, and they first met on the 13th so it was really quite sentimental for them.

I got the train back to Manchester with the new bride and groom. Theyre flying to Mauritius i think on Monday from the airport, and i decided to come back for a party as i would have just been doing nothing really had i stayed.
The deciding factor was a bouncy castle that had been hired for the evening. If that hadnt been there i probably wouldnt have gone!

The party was ok, i met some new people but lost my ipod for the evening. The bouncy castle somehow got ripped, and a friend of mine was a complete idiot and crashed the host's electric scooter, breaking that. It was an accident waiting to happen. The same friend really wasnt very nice all night. He's horrible after drink, loses all of his charm haha.. he punched me for laughing slightly at his expense, when basically all he does is put people down. Im not bothered, because he was the only one who got shown badly by it, nothing less than they deserved for being such a baby.
People are becoming irritable by his general attitude in the group, so he'll get sorted out eventually.. it needs to happen.

Parents returned at 1, and despite telling us that we could stay, they then said at quarter past we all had to be gone by 1.30 or the police would be called. There was hardly any damage, which wasnt bad at all considering the amount of people. It was a huge overreaction on their part, and its not like they couldnt afford to lose the deposit on the bouncy castle (Which i know doesnt make it OK!) There was a group of around 10 of us who then had nowhere to go as we couldnt go home without parents going mad asking why we hadnt stayed. It wasnt our fault and no-one could be bothered dealing with parents so we did an all nighter on a bowling green.
It was alright, could have been a lot worse. I got a bit of sleep on a bench.. lovely. It was really, REALLY cold, made worse by me wearing shorts!
In conclusion, the party was good, i spent basically all night on top of the bouncy castle, and it was made memorable by the ending and all nighter.

I have finally downloaded both Gogol Bordello albums after seeing their brilliant Glastonbury set, and both are fantastic.

I also got The Enemy's new album, "We'll Live And Die In These Towns" which is a lot better than i expected considering how utterly shite they were at Glastonbury.

On Wednesday i go to Abersoch until Tuesday, and will be seeing The Enemy again at Wakestock.. gutted! Abersoch will be good though, i havent been but everyone is going so it will be good. I also have some ID for the week.

I've got, nothing else to lose.

I hate Maximo Park! Today is my last day before i depart for Scotland for my older cousins wedding! She's getting married very young, but im all for it, her fiancee is really nice.
Im missing until Sunday.. but i am missing a lot. Like two parties! One with a bouncy castle! Damn.

All of my family will be at this wedding, and it is sure to be a great occasion and i really cannot wait. My suit is all ready, it will be fantastic.

Until Sunday!

I haven't had the best of times. I became ill on around Wednesday, with just a sore throat so i soldiered on, but by friday it had turned worse, into a full on fever!
Sweating, disgusting coughs, headaches, i felt awful.

So the weekend was spent on the sofa, playing grand theft auto or watching sports, i just had to wait it out.
I am now a fan of wheelchair tennis, that was great to watch, and the tour de france leg to Canterbury was brilliant aswell. Fantastic ending, the guy (i forget his name) did so well to recover and come first after his crash and being so far behind. I also had no idea that cycling was such a team sport, there were the team doing all the work for 190km of the race, allowing their sprinter to slipstream for the whole thing. They would protect him from doing anything. He would then sprint off in the last 300m or so, and do his best to win the race. It was very complex, i thought it was just a slog for everyone and the best man wins.
They were travelling oh so quickly too, at 30mph in places! Normally if me and my dad go out we're at around 12mph, and thats tiring enough!!
The crowds were fantastic, and i now think that the Olympics will be a huge success in London too.

I watched Cabin Fever last night, which, for a horror film was very good. Entertaining anyway.

I am starting to do some weights and go to the gym and etc. hopefully as i have a wedding in Scotland next week, which im looking forward to very much.

I also found this on the internet, brilliant band, brilliant song.
BRILLIANT CLOWN COSTUMES!

On Sunday i went to a fundraising carwash for a rugby tour to South America I'm going on in summer 2008. Its going to be amazing, and the more money we raise, the more cool stuff we'll be able to get, so i had no qualms about going. Myself, and 5 other of my best friends from the team went, and then 2 other guys. It was such a poor turnout. I dont see why less than half of the people going on the team should turn up whilst everyone else gets to stay home. We're all going on the tour, and £130 really doesnt go far to a rugby tour for 30 people, and yet that was what we got for all day.
We really could have earnt a lot more, we didnt have any hoses, so had to use buckets and sponges, and we were wor