Boreded.

In recent weeks I haven't been myself. I'm not too sure why to be honest but it wasn't a nice place to be. I've called my mid-life crises. (I'm pretty sure you can have them at 19, right?). I've perked up loads these days, I'm not sure why. I try not to question it. Although I have a feeling it has something to do with me 'glorious' muzzy that's resided on my upper lip for the month of Movember. Even when something shit happens lately I naturally look on the positive side, as opposed to two weeks ago where I would of have a meltdown. Take Saturday night for example, I was walking to Christina's house for her mam's birthday dinner around half six/seven o'clock in the evening, when some gobshite kids decided to egg me. When it happened, I stopped and turned around to face the little bolloxes before smiling slightly and going on my way. I don't wanna know what would of happened two weeks ago. I wonder if it would have made Cops?... Anyways, as for now I'm bored out of my mind (In a cheerful way). It's three in the morning and I've stayed up to watch the Philly, Giants game on Channel 4. I'm in one of those want to sleep but cant humors. Probably explains why I'm writting on the to be honest. But I'm stuck for ideas apart from playing guitar, but I wreckon that'll wake up the folks. Well, at least I'm keeping up the blog (for now!).

Peace out
LB

P.S. COME ON THE BUCCANEERS!!!!!!!!