Fizzy Drinks and Band Merch

It's always funny and slightly painful to reread things I've already written. That blog's no exception. I'm all "yeah! i'll keep a blooooooooog!" then what do I do? promptly forget all about having one at all, or at least i forgot me bloody password.
Eh. anyway. Spent most of today with Luce. We went up to kellie's, who I was kinda friends with way back in the days of year seven. She's 19 now, and she has a house. mann it's scary to think that goff kids from ludlow school are allowed to have houses of their own.
not that she's a goff kid any more. at all. Her house was worryingly tasteful.

I just know that if i manage to get a house or a flat ever, it's not going to be tasteful or how your mum would like it. (not my mum... she's different) I won't have a tv, i'll have a pet snake, and my kitchen will probably be all goffik. HA.
Then to balance out all the darkness and skulls and goats blood (possibly) I'll have to have a really colourful living room. Like an explosion in a sweet factory. Actually no, sod that, I'll have a goffik living room and a kitchen that looks like a Belgian sweetshop : D
I love the sweetshops in Belgium. I've only been there once, but i swear my teeth still hurt. ;)

sucks that i've only got three full days until school again >.<
meh.

Things I wish to or need to do soon:-

-Sort things for TBO gig 29th October (ie get tickets,get permission,find someone enough of a loser to wanna go with me)
-hook my laptop up to the printer and print off some nice pictures so i can cover over the glaring nicotine yellow of my bedroom a bit more
-homework (...shhh)
-sort out my bloody money! >.<

Seriously. i had seventy quid at the start of this week, i've now got 20. I don't even know where some of it went. I spent it all on fizzy drinks and band merch.

Story of my life.