'Some people think little girls should be seen and not heard...'

'...but I say, 'OH BONDAGE, UP YOURS!!'

It's been a while since my last frantic and frustrated posts of wankery, although that probably doesn't matter seeing as no-one reads this thing anymore. I'm doing this for my own gratification, it seems (again, with the wankery references). Anyway, I've been banned from the internet by my 'stepfather' (the man whose house we live in). The internet to my computer was disconnected because of my ungratefulness and laziness that culminated in a shocking TWO DAYS of untidiness in my room. Although I have cleared my room, it seems unlikely I will be getting the Internet back any time soon. I feel this is fair because my crime surely warrants a month in the dungeon, and two months thereafter wearing a dunce hat. (What I am trying to say here is that 'my stepfather' (the man whose house we live in) tends to exaggerate the seriousness of pretty much any situation.)

So I've stolen his Internet for the time being whilst he and my mum go watch 'The Expendables', a film with so little culture or intelligence and lacking in my respect that I'm offended that they are paying to see it.

Anyway, I haven't really got much to tell today. I've become a recluse as NOBODY MY AGE WANTS TO LIVE LIFE. We're sixteen, full of surging hormones which make us want to shag each others brains out and get ungracefully drunk and wasted (or vice versa), but instead everyone decides to stay in with a cute cup of tea. Which means the rest of us who actually want to get out the house and vandalise and bang and be generally antisocial and be able to look back and say 'Yeah life as a kid was fucking BEAUTIFUL', are also forced to stay in with a goddamn cup of steaming fucking tea.
I feel like I'm fighting for a lost cause these days. Punk is dead, spontaneity is dead, good times are dead. Even the sunny weather we had is dead. But instead of making the most of it and pulling on our parkas and boots and kicking leaves and finding a great spot to camp out in the woods, we're all staying inside with that stupid cup of tea. And since I've resorted to going to Canterbury and Whitstable and Margate and Herne Bay alone because everyone is seemingly inside, I end up bumping into people who think I'm a loner, ensuring that this boredom is just going to keep going on, round and round in a stupid circle, like the rim of the mug of that CUNTING CUP OF TEA.
Fuck this, I'm going out for a fag and a walk. See ya in a bit. xxx

A LETTER OF COMPLAINT

Dear Edgar Wright,

Please could you withdraw your trailer for 'Scott Pilgrim Vs. The World' from showing in cinemas nationwide. This trailer has been getting me agitated and hyped up before the films I have originally visited the cinema to watch are screene. As a consequence all I can think about is the awesomeness of your latest film and therefore have been distracted from paying attention to several recent releases. I have now wasted £15 on films I can't even remember watching, since all I could think about throughout them was your upcoming slice of amazing cinematography. I also believe that the music used halfway through the trailer ('Invaders Must Die' by The Prodigy) is offensively catchy and full of scratch hooks and a ppumbping bass felt in the chest, which remains in my head for the duration of any films I have travelled and paid to see. You are so selfish.

Regards,
Angry Hot Fuzz/Shaun Of The Dead Fan Who Can't Remember The Plots To The A-Team Film Or That Knight And Day Film Which Was Actually A Bit Crap.

'Whatever happened to the heroes?'

Amnesty International is something I've been kinda involved with for a while, since Year Nince when the representative for the Canterbury group came to my school and told us about what they do. While I haven't actually joined, I have helped with fundraising, sent pressure emails to world leaders and cards of support to prisoners of conscience. It's one of only a few charities I care about.
One of Amnesty's priorities has been getting the voices of the people of Burma heard. In Burma, the military authorities especially have abusing their power and restricting numerous Human Rights, such as the right to protest peacefully. An example of this is the 1988 protests in Burma. Many students and suporters protested peacefully against the military in crowds in the streets, and many were mercilessly killed, arrested or 'dissapeared.'

I don't really know enough about Burmas history to fill you in, but I know enough to want to convince you to help. A recent campaign by Amnesty International has got hundreds of people involved. All you need is a pen, a hand, a minute, and a camera.
Find out more here: http://www.amnesty.org.uk/content.asp?CategoryID=11849
Please take part!!!
Thanks xxxxx

(No More Heroes- The Stranglers)