LIFE

I try my hardest to make my life great.. and i'm sure everyone else does to.
But Sometimes trying just doesn't work, maybe you should just live your life and hope that it turns out great? I enjoy my job, my friends, my family most of the time.. but then again everyone has there off days, and thats when it's nice to have friends who are there for you.

Just seems like lately, every time something good happens.. something or someone is there to take it away.

Sometimes i'll just go in to a deep train of thought, it's normally a good thing because it gives you a chance to figure things out. But then again it can be bad sometimes because you dwell on things and start to think " Is there something behind what just happened" Or "What did they really mean by what they just said"


All in all i say life is never "great" It's either good or bad, but most of the time in between the two. I'm probably just rabbling on, but then again maybe it's my philosophy on my own life... Maybe with love, hugs and smiles everyone can have a good life? even if they do have some downer days. X

Wycs, saturday the 15th november, awsome night!

Last night Me, Frankie, Miles and Ash, decided to get on a bit of a pre and go into Wycombe, oh and what a fricking awesome idea that was!

At the beginning i was a little annoyed because i had drunk so much and was not feeling any of it. But then the jagermeifter(about 2 and half shots), Vodka(a fucking lot and i mean a lot) and kick concoction sent me on my way, good and proper. We went down the village to get some more achol, ended up going to the fly for a crafty pint :-) ended up playing pool i won three times in a row! oooo yeh! But to be honest we were all playing really shit, Tits and Arse(downing your pint) and we were on our way back to miles to drink more, except i had to down a snake bite and black! To be fair it was classed as free because i won a fiver on a one pound scratch card:-) All ready could see it was going to be a well good night.

So anyways we got a taxi to wycombe and went to the falcon. I met frankies friend who had the nicest/coolest/unusual name i have heard, orlanda or some shit. And then off to the litten tree we went, we could see the cue was fookin massive from miles away! Anyway we decided to wait in the cue because pure is pure wank, no pun intended. Then dan, jake, andy and peeps decided to join the cue behind us, and dan is still the same as he used to be, cracking out the jokes. He started taking the piss out of miles for drinking smirnoff ice, then he started calling me elvis because of my side burns and then went on to calling ash smirnoff because of his hair. Then kept on shouting "oi smirnoff"and ash anwsering to it.

Anways we all started to get our boogie on, there was a group of girls dancing quite close to us, I ended up dancing and stuff with hannah, miles started dancing with this attractive girl that we don't no the name of but he made out with her. Ash and emma here getting it on a little bit but i didn't see to much of it becuase i was off walking about with hannah. But anways that made the night even better. :-)

I almost forgot this story. Right i was stood at the bar having a drink with hannah, when miles started walking about like he was lost. So i asked him "what are you doing" He said "Ash is going to give me a tenner to make out with that girl" He pointed at the fatest girl in there, she was fooking huge. I was like i wouldn't go near that with and barge pole, but not like you could get wihtin a mile of her anyway fat bitch. But anyway miles done it, and i think the fat chick was trying to eat him, the way she was going at it. Striaght after miles went to the toilet to have a wash and cleaned his teeth and shit, probs to vomet to.

On the way back we had such an awesome taxi driver.. we told him some of the stories from the night and he just started cracking out the jokes. We were all in fricking stitches, unbelievably funny. Just making jokes about the fat chick. he told us a joke and it was funny as fuck

"How to you find it on a fat chick"........ "Role her round in flour and find the we wet patch"

All in all a well good night. Be in our memories forever i recon. much love xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

The Gym

Me, josh and ash have decided to start going to the gym.. I thought it would be a good idea, because ive put on sooo much weight and got really flabby lately.. also got to cut down on the beer becuase it's sooo fatty and also the amount of shit i eat is unbelievable, my heart must hate me.. i want to be buff for the summer..

Bournemouth.

Bournemouth was absolutely legendary. Something all of us involved are going to look back on and think that day and a half was so worth it.

Met some really cool people, but also met some complete bellends but it's fine because we'll probably never have to deal with those dicks again. They are the only ones that made me think this is shit, only for about 20 minutes max though. The night was a good night, but it was all about Sunday day, was so fun and laughs all round. Beach football, Amusement arcade, chilling in the beach hut,playing one touch one bounce and going for fish and chips with all you can eat chips.

On our Sunday day out to the beach front, we went up to miles' Gran's beach hut, and met this safe guy, he was probably in his 50-60's from Dorsit. We were chatting away to these guys having a good old laugh. And then they all started changing into swim wear, i just thought to myself no they can't be, what with the sea being like ice. This one dude got into his speedo's and just put on a swimming hat and i said to him "If you go swimming like that, I'll take my hat off to you and even buy you an ice cream" Well shortly after that they all started walking down to the beach and straight on towards the sea. Then the complete legend's all walked in up to there waist's and dove in. Then swam until i couldn't physically see him anymore, i was shocked and if i had a hat i would of taken it off to them.

On our way back we went to see the birds and we found some parrots that repeated what you say, so you can see whats coming next. We all started saying things and i got the parrot to say "Miles' mums a whore" We all started laughing and the parrot's copied us, then i got the one of them to say "You having fun bruv" Well funny.. good times, good times.

And the conclusion to this trip is: THAT WAS SO FUCKING GOOD.

I did forget to mention. my shout out on the radio! Was the best day of my life. The radio station said to send in a text if you were having a Halloween party.. so i did. He rang me with in like 20 minutes of me sending the text and i recorded a message.. and then we played it on the radio! Sooooo koooolll!

My Guitars Are Like My Babies.

My guitars are like my kids, i name them, i look after them , and i give them attention when they are feeling neglected.

I have three guitars
1. Freddy
2. Louis
3. Vinny

Now the first one didn't cost much but i love him and the way it plays:). The second one cost a lot more thats why i am bit more anxious around her. And the third one, my latest one, I found in an attic, lost, battered and abandoned. I decided to take him under my wing and look after him, i fixed him up and apart from a few scars he'll live. i like taking in orphaned guitars makes me feel good about myself, wheres my medal?

That man from the bounty

Now i'm not talking about one of those people who you meet and they tell you really cool stories, whilst stood at the bar. I'm talking about a man who you want to avoid. He constantly comes out with the most ridicules stories.

One of them was how he worked for Eric Clapton. We all didn't even bother taking this story in to consideration. Would you listen to a story like that coming from a man his 50/60's? Plus he lives on a boat(not a very good one) and everything else you heard come out of his mouth were obviously lies too. Dave(the landlord from the bounty) put it in the best possible view "He might of worked for A Eric Clapton, but he was probably a builder from Sunderland.

His excuse for working is, hes having a break from his album.. but who takes three years to make and "album".

Maybe i'm over thinking it, because i really don't like him. he always disturbes my quiet pint..or my pint with mates. If he come over and said hello.. insted of comming over and the first thing he says ither bores me, or is a lie!

My Boat

The time i had my boat, Piglet Vii.. I know really lame name but the people i brought it off of, i promised there kids i wouldn't change the name, plus the name made me feel like i was 3 years old again, always nice to feel that age. Not a worry in the world and the highlight of the week was going down the river with my nan to feed Mr duck.(I called all the ducks "Mr Duck").

Now i loved going on my boat, with people or quite often i would wait till the sun started to go down and take a slow drive towards the sun set. It was so peaceful, it seemed like know one else was around. I urge everyone to do this one in there life time, put it on your 100 things to do before you die list.. even if you have to make that list 101, trust me.

The Story: One day towards the end of the summer, i was at the bounty with a couple of mates and we decided to go for a little drive down to Cookham Islands have a few beers and go for a swim. So i said to the guys " I'll go down to the boat and then bring it up to you guys" When i got to my mooring my boat wasn't there, so i said to the one of the owners of the moorings, has your husband borrowed my boat, she said no i haven't seen it for a day or so. So i started going a little mental you know as you do. So i run back up to the bounty and said to my mates, in and aggressive tone " fucking chav's have either let my boat go or stolen it!"
It Turns out it had been stolen, so i alerted all the lock keepers not to let Piglet Vii Threw, if the came to the situation. I was fucked off there is no nice way of saying it.

(2 months had passed)

The Phone Call: I was sitting at home sorting out my boat insurance forms and what not. Then the phone rang, my mum picked it up. And said Kieran it's for you. So i went to the phone and the person on the other end said "hi it''s Dave from Windsor lock here i have your boat" I was so excited to have it back!

When i Got the boat a few tools were missing and the boat was a bit dirty but it was all in working order.. And i was so happy to have piggy back :).

But point being that.. it was chav's! and they got away with it like they always do. I Found out who was involved the day i found it. I waited around for police but they turned up a week later and said "Theres nothing we can do, theres no evidence" Also after i got my boat back, it kept getting fucked about, not to the extent of j.t's. but luckily i sold it because i had enough of them doing it. Letting the chav's win, i know.