24 year-old male from Manchester, UK During the great game of celestial poker, the God's sat in the heavens studying each other for a millennia sound in the wisdom that a poker game is never rushed especially when you're immortal. On the table, 5 cards have been dealt. In the year more commonly known as 1989 A.D., the current wager is the sanity of the people of Earth. Then everyone got bored of waiting and started watching TV as this was ultimately null and void, as anyone who has listened in on more than 3 conversations will tell you.
I think that's a load of bollocks, and I'm the one who wrote it.
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Is it that time?Shit me, it's been a long time since I've updated this.
Well, the story so far:
I've been living in Cornwall since September as an English Student, still don't have a car, but I'll be moving into my house for the next uni year in a couple of weeks.
Learned how to juggle and started surfing to a modest standard. That's about it. Also have glasses now - unrelated.
There was some kind of Garden Party on at campus yesterday, which I didn't go to because the day I pay a £20 entry fee to see any DJs that aren't Daft Punk is the day I shove a PA system up my arse. Went to a BBQ instead, got free beer and food. Woke up at 3am by flatmates who obviously weren't satisfied with said Garden Party as they decided to dig out the biggest speakers in the building and play some bullshit hardcore rave music loud enough to shake my wall. Got a missed call off one of them, probably going to murder him later.
Peace.
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