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Get me being all bohemian with my blog and shit.
I had composed a piece that made me sound terribly learned and erudite, but I thought bollocks to that and deleted it.. I've cut out the crap and I'm going all Ramones on your ass with this rant. It'll...
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Sundays
I can't believe I'm writing a blog. I feel like one of those pseudo-bohemian indie kid fags, you know the type - spend half their life on Fastfude, and the other half spewing out "Tweets" (?!?). I'm...
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8 Week-Long Festival of Precipitation
Eugh. Monday. I'm starting to dread Mondays now, because with the beginning of each new week I'm slowly realising how fast Summer is passing. Well thus far I'm not sure if the title of "Summer" is...
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Saving the entire world.
I'm absolutely fecking wrecked. I was out being an Anarcho, Vegan, Straight-Edge, Crusty Punk yesterday, which involves being a cool Eco-Warrior person by doing conservation work in the Mournes....
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Pulse (I want my £5 jugs ye bastards)
Well the night started a bit dodgy when on entering Globe we were asked for ID at the bar by some wee speccy shitehawk who I'm pretty sure, judging by his "voice", was of an indeterminate gender. That...
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Gerry Bokebeard vs The Chinese: The sequel.
In this world there are some legends... then there are legends. Peter Kelly, the utter champion that he is, ranks amongst the legends... On Tuesday night we all headed into town to attend the...
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Fuck you Mr. Brown
Well I haven't written a blog since last week, the main reason being that if I was to write about the shite I got up to I'd get sent to prison for A MILLION YEARS. I'm somewhat apprehensive of saying...
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God bless the Turks
I was supposed to write a blog documenting our night out at Pulse last Wednesday but I really couldn't bother my arse. Instead I shall compose a brief (and really shit) summary of the night:I managed...
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A return to the institute of pseudo-fascist bullyboyism...
I'm such a shit blogger. Had I bothered my arse I could've spewed out about 3 posts of nonsensical drivel in the space between now and my last. Well here's more literary ballbaggery for you good people...
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FFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUU-
I'm actually going mental. After four consecutive weeks of mundanity in the insititute of fascist bullyboyism I cannot stick it anymore. I wake up tired, spend the day half-alseep in lessons - taking...
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Absinthe-fuelled golf course ballbaggerry
When you start the night enjoying a pre-swal carry out with yer mates on the green of the first hole on a golf course, you know you're in for a good one. For some reason, drinking excessive amounts of...
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The first of the big gay emo posts.
Fuckin' fuck. I've just come in from those nights where everything that happened was completely half-arsed and apathetic, and by the end of the night you feel like shite for reasons you don't fully...
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THE FUCKIN' SPECIALS LAD
I'm desperately shit at this blog carry-on. My last post was a big gay Morrissey-esque emo one and I'm too much of a technophobe to figure out how exactly I edit the faggotyness out of it. Balls to...
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One of the best nights of my life...
...is how you'd describe The Specials gig last night. It was everything I had romantically envisioned and more.I arrived early to get up at the very front, and sat there bopping out to the Dub dj with...
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Sweet and Tender Hooligan
I need to employ someone to badger the fuck out of me to keep writing these. I'm a lazy bastard this weather, my attitude to everything has been somewhat notionate and hedonistic - well, moreso than...
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These Things Take Time
I never know how to title these bastarding things and as a result I've stooped to the lowest level of indie fruitery by using Smiths songs as titles. I know... I hate myself too.It looks like I've...
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Nowhere fast.
Christ...I can't believe it's over 3 months since I've been on this thing. The past few months have been a bit of a blur; obscurred by frustration, angst and apathy (that's not me being all...
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We're All We've Got
This is my final week of being a child. On Saturday I shall reach my 18th year, and apparently this means, by law, that I'm officially an adult... very, very strange indeed.It's weird how your...
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There Is A Light That Never Goes Out.
It's almost a year since I last posted on this thing, mad! What with the effective retiral of Tuesday Kid from his blog I just haven't paid this site much of a visit over the past while. As well as...
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Never Had No One Ever.
I'm not sure how to begin this post, perhaps my dithering is an introduction in itself. Anyway, I know this will seem extremely uncool and heavy, but to be honest I don't really care. I've been wanting...
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A Declaration.
When the heart finally belays its last, And breath is all but spent. Will you ponder the pepper of the stars? Or pry to what it all meant? For all paths seem to lead to An indifferent and insistent...
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Vessels.
A fondness docked in callow,Harbours walled by candid coasts.More lucid than the shallowsThat enshroud the forlorn ghostsOf those that went before,With scenes aloft such limpid skies.They left these...
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Scenes.
We knew what it meant to them,Vales immersed in the tender swashOf sunlight, welcoming its wandering embrace;Not caring for the assurance of itsErrant solace, nor the dusky elegySang in the swathes of...
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