Monday, 27 April 2009

What have I done!?

Why is it that as soon as you have something good comeing into your life or already in your life it fucks up? Like seriouly c'mon. What the fuck have I done to piss Karma off so much to make my life shit? I'm going to walk you through my Sunday just past.
I woke up with a rageing hang over because I drank way too much Vodka which meant I was being sick quite a lot due to the alcohol. I was being sick and thinking to myself "Well once this is up I'l be fine" was I? no. I was sick at least 4 more times before I felt the slightest bit better. I then realised due to being sick so much I had poped a blood vesil in my right eye rendering me with a blood shot eye and everybody going "Oh my fucking god! What happend to your eye!?". After wakeing up with the hang over and blood shot eye I had to walk 2 miles to my school early in the morning to practis for my drama exam which really pissed me off. I got to school but I didint know my group had to leave at 12 which left us with only 45 minutes of time to practice. We never did. Worse than that I bought a bottle of flavored water Kiwi and Strawberry. But at the time I didnt know it was fizzy. I opened the bottle and WOOOOSH! it all comes flying out of the bottle over me. That fucking sucked!
What the fuck have I done to piss Karma off? I don't know but I'm sorry! stop picking on me! I didnt do it and even if I did i wasent there and if I was there I was asleep so stop giveing me hangovers, bloodshot eyes, drama practise and fizzy drinks that expload over me! - Jordan ranting about his bad day.

Monday, 23 February 2009

Me being a prick.

A lot of the time things I say sound really harsh or offencive to some people when to me it dosent because what I say most of the time are meant to be heard in a difrent way. For example if I ever said to a girl "Your hair looked nicer yesterday" dosent meen that your hair looks hidious I meen that your hair yesterday was really nice and today its still nice but not as nice. What I'm trying to say really is that you could be a really good looking girl who dosent need to change your hair or wear more make up because you look good anyway. Thats the kinda thing I think in my head when I comment on somebody and I don't really think about what I'm saying. If I really didnt like a person I will say I'm not one for beating around the bush so if I actualy didnt like you you'd know about it.

So the point of this post was to appologise to people who think I have bean really horible to them because I proberly didnt mean it or I was jokeing.

Thanks for reading and sorry for the misunderstandings.

Sunday, 22 February 2009

Police.

To Protect and Serve. Thats the motto of most police men and women around the world now a days. Yet I'v failed to see them protect anybody. The only person they serve is the Goverment and the Goverment are just as courupt. I'm a Cardiff City Football Fan. I don't offten go because I basicly can't be arsed to sit on a bus while middle aged men smoke weed around me at 7am. But thats another story. The Police will be at every Away match wearing riot gear looking like there about to go to war mainly because Cardiff City has a bad reputation for being a trouble makeing football team. Truth is, if a group of Wolves fans for example started to attack Cardiff Fans what do you expect the Cardiff Fans to do say "Don't worry boys they'l run out of bricks sooner or later" No. If your being attacked you fight back its as simple as that. The police seem to be pricks to Cardiff Fans wether they are causeing trouble or not. Comeing out of the ground at Wembely FA Cup final two officers where sitting on hourses right in the middle of the path that the Cardiff Fans where walking down and one fan said "Why are you standing right in the way!?" and the police man shouts back "Why are you being a dick!?" now if a fan called a Policeman a dick he would have been arrested there and then and proberly man handled a bit aswell. I was always taught to respect the law but after seeing the laws true colours don't be suprised when I end up as a Britsh Gangster.

Bulgaria.

I recently went on holliday to the country of Bulgaria. I left on the 14th of Febuary and returned on the 21st of Febuary. The main reason I went to Bulgaria is because we where going Sking. It sounded like good fun and I must admit it was. Not quite for me but still good. There where a lot of things in Bulgaria that pissed me and my family off to the extream. I will list them but that dosent meen bullet points.

1. Okay, Day one we began our sking experiance which involved a lot of falling over and strugleing to get back up. At 12 our Ski Instructer Jorej <- Bulgarian I can spell George. At 12 o clock he tells us its dinner time and we should go for dinner. We all agreed and followed him to the returante. We all had chips wich cost us 2.50 Levs which is £1.20 in british money. We all thaught that was reasonable so we went back the next day for dinner also. They had moved the prices of the drinks and the chips up to 5 Levs which meens they conned me and my family out of a lot of money due to there being so many of us.

2. Day three. Some prick stole my ski boots out of the shelf in the Ski Depot. Which meant I had to expain to a Bulgarian man who could not understand me that I had no boots and was in need of new ones. After about half hour of trying to get him to understand me I had the boots. Extreamly tight and did not feel comfy at all. I get down to the group and they all had there skis on and left me and my Sister standing there. My right boot did not fit into the ski and the Instructure could have fixed that problem in a mater of seconds. Insted I had to go all the way back to the Ski Depot and I had to talk to the Bulgarian who could not understand English yet again.

3. Redbull is a energy drink as I'm sure you all know. Over here it costs us £1 to buy in the small can. In Bulgaria it costs 8 Levs which is worth £4. £4! for a small can of Redbull! What the hell is wrong with the world!?

4. If you add two girls with makeup and a white towel you get a white towel with makeup on it. Foundation and Maskara was on this small white towel and the Bulgarian people tryed to get us to pay for it because they think its ruind yet they refuse to wash the towel. Mr Maen-Edwards had taken the towel up stairs and cleaned it in the tap in a mater of seconds and there was a unused towel in Maen-Edwards room that was dirtyer than the makeup coverd hand towel.

Thats my rant about Bulgaria over. It was a good holiday but the Bulgarians are thiveing dick heads. Jorje was fun and cool, he was the tidy Bulgarian.