So... Whats up?

I havent posted in 2 months ive just been so busy.
But heres a recap of what I've been doing...

My new favourite band is The Hives Ive bought 3 of their albums now
I split up with my girlfriend... surprise surprise.
My brother, ash, is leaving home.
I've got exams coming up.... brilliant

TOM

(This in no way means im deppressed or anythying, i just felt like writing a very grusome murder story.)

She walked through the living room door and the curtains are open. 'Strange' she thinks because she lives on her own. The light flooded the room, hurting her fragile, hungover eyes. She chose to ignore it because she was too tired to worry. She walked through into the kitchen and put thne kettle on. Then she went to her bedroom, her bed was all made up. The sheets soft and smooth as if they'd just been recently ironed. 'Did I do that?' she thinks starting to panic now. The kettle boils. She power walks into the kitchen very worried now. The kettle was lying there on the floor. Boiling hot water spread out into a big puddle. 'I've go to get out!' she thinks. She runs through to the living room again and in the light flooded room stands the sillouhette of a man. 'Hi hunnie' He said.

That was what happened before she died. Experts say She broke her legs, her arms, one of her wrists and a couple of fingers. Her stomach was cut open and the floors painted with her blood(not litterally). Her ribs were all Yanked out and placed in a pile in the corner. The sun shimmered off those bones.

Thanks for reading, it wasnt as good as i wanted it to be, i just like the idea of the ribs in the corner

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O.K.
I'll start from the very first second of this year. The first second of January 2009. I made a resolution. No I didn't want to get fit, cut out smoking (mainly cuz I don't smoke lol) or solve world hunger (something daft like that). Nope, I wanted to write a book. I have done for a long time, but never had a good enough idea. So at the start of the new year, I resided to bed, content with life. I was still thinking about what to write my book on. Then, Something very strange happened! I don't know why it happened, was it fate? God? or a very lucky Coinsidense? I had a dream. An extreamly long, vivid dream. It was about zombies, but my dream played it out like a story. At first I didn't think much of it, I just thought it was a really cool, slightly scary dream. I told my dream to a couple of my friends, who said 'Wow thats scary, its just like a story' Then one of my friends said 'You should make it into a book' Thats when the penny dropped.
I've started writing it now, bit by bit.
With my school work its gonna be hard to get it done quickly.
But at least I'm getting it done.
I would love to tell you all the storyline, or send you all the first paragraph (to get you oppinion) or even just tell you the title.
But i'm not sure if any one will steal my ideas :S

What do You think?

Other things that happened in January:

Got back with my girlfriend(she is the bestest )

Started watching Naruto(its awsome)

Made a band (Its called Killjoy (not my idea btw))

I'm sure there are others but I can't remember :S lol

Talk to you all again soon!!!

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TOM

I'm sorry guys and girls.
I said I'd write a blog the other day,
But I forgot.
And now I don't know where to start.
I've been so busy,
I have Loads to talk about
I'm sure I'll think of a starting point.

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TOM

I've had a blog-free january.
I need sometime to gather my thoughts.
But now I am back and will be writing my first blog of feb in a few minutes

Love
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TOM
=D

This is the first blog of 2009.

SO whats your New Years resolution?

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TOM

Ok Ive had an Email for 2 years now, and half of the emails i get, I dont read them.
So over the years, The amount of Unread emails has built up.
At The Moment, I have got 1969 unread emails!

It is my goal, although pointless, to get 2009 unread emails before midnight tomorrow.

AS you know, everytime you comment I get an email, Please help me toward my goal, its not like I'll ever be able to do it again!

thank you...

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TOM

listen to this:

http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=W-FB1Snzh-4

its called 300 M.P.H. Torrential Outpour Blues by The White Stripes

It is from the third song from their 6th album 'Icky Thump'

I think the song is very soothing but energetic in places.
No one seems to do good blues songs any more, another reason I like the white stripes

I hope you like it, tell me what you thought

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TOM

I had a horrible nights sleep last night! I can't sleep in my step-dad's house, it's too creepy! Mainly because someone died in the house, but anywho...
No, I wasn't exited, I was just startled by the fridge wailing from downstairs. So I went downstairs with a pillow and my covers. Lied down on the sofa feeling uncomfortably comfy, cuz I had a pain in my neck but at least I had the TV to keep me company. Anyway, why should I be exited? I've had my presents...

So, I got to sleep at about 4:30, and had to be woken up at 10:00. This was the first time I'd slept in at Christmas! I'm not trying to be a scrooge, but it doesn't feel like christmas.

well, there is always next year

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TOM

ok I'll start off this strange blog with a flash back...

*woosh*

Ok we are now in flash back mode...
Well, it was about half a year ago in the summer time and my dad had been working in London for a week or so. But I still go to his house and chill out there on my own. So I was really dehydrated and I thought 'I know, I'll have some milk' so I ran to the kitchen and poured some milk into a huge glass (bearing in mind I was REALLY thirsty). So, without thinking I downed about half of the the milk...
It was a week out of date!
I threw up, obviously, and I've been very cautious of milk ever since, always smelling the milk and checking the date on the carton.

So getting to the point...

I had some milk this morning, on its own. The first time in ages. It smelt ok and it was a brand new carton. So, I drank most of it but I felt horribly sick afterwards and had to drink something else to get rid of the taste. And I was trying to figure out why it tasted so horrible. And I remember about a story my step-mum told me.

When she was younger she was baking and when she cracked open the egg, a half-formed chicken came out and now if she smells eggs or even the word 'egg' makes her feel physically sick!

So I was thinking maybe its a psycological thing, because I had a bad experiance my brain doesnt like milk?

Any help or theories would be nice, I just don't know why I don't like milk, I used to love it!

And has anything like this happened to you?

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TOM