Adieu

And that's the end of it.
No, not my blogs, sorry to dissapoint you all but they'll continue until I either A - Die, or B - find loving and eternal happiness with my fellow man.
So the more likely outcome is option A.
The "end " to which I'm referring to is the end of the college year for me
You may think, that whilst the worlds greatest sporting event is on, I'd find it hard to be hateful
You may also think, that after seeing AC/DC, crowdsurfing to Bullet For My Valentine and A Day To Remember, I would find no reason to show resentment to the world.
And you may finally think that given the fact I'm seeing Green Day in 6 days time, the future looks bright.

Well, on all accounts, you'd be wrong.

Let's face it, the world is still a pretty contemptuous place, with the main venom this week being attracted towards pensioners, and "The end"
Pensioners first. Some of them are great, in fact, there is a lot of good about pensioners. However, the ones who annoy me are the ones that think because their balls/tits go past their knees, the world should treat them differently
NO PENSIONERS!!!
You will be treat with the same way I treat every other human being. With contempt.
And if that pisses you off because "Young people today have no respect for their elders" you are probably wrong, because young people do have respect for their elders in the same way they respect other people. Earn it to get it.
You do not earn respect by being openly racist on public transport, and by pushing in the queue in greggs, and by showing the basic human decency of letting someone through in a queue in first freeze when all they have is a can of pop and the pensioner has an entire weeks worth of shopping, subsequently making them late to his lesson
Old people should be smothered as soon as they become one of "those" type of pensioners, aka the complaining ones who are just frankly rude to other people.



On a just as depressing note, my exams finished the other day, and whilst that in itself was a happy note, it made me think about most of the people who I won't see through the holidays. Bad times. Especially when a lot of the friends I've made at college are absolutely top drawer.
It takes me back to my last year at Blyth Community College. I made some of the most influential friends I ever thought possible, friends who brought me out my shell, friends who turned me into the horrically offensive excuse for a human being I am now. And friends who I've left behind.
And friends who I haven't seen, in some cases, in a year. Now this is pretty shit for me, seeing as how I consider them pretty big influences in my personality.
And now the same will be for my college mates, only not as big of a gap. This, will suck more than Jodie Marsh on a first date. Coupled with the fact I will inevitably drop a subject where I have really good mates in.
The whole point of the blog is to say that the things in life which are (to me, this week) fucking shit, are pensioners and bidding adieu to people.
To end this blog, I'm not going to use my usual phrase. I'll end it with this.
I may slag BCC off, but I spent 3 years of my life there, and will always miss most of the friends I made there, whether they hate me these days or not.
CAW XX
P.s - Rob Green would still be my number 1, every keeper makes mistakes. And if I hear a vuvuzela in Blyth I will find the owner, bend him over a bench, pull his pants down and stick that fecking trumpet up his arse, and let his farts blow the bastarding thing next time.