Tuesday, March 14, 2006

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and as i sat at the bus stop in aberdeen thinking back of the few days visiting my sister. waiting for the bus home to edinburgh which will take a dreadful 4 hours. i was at peace with everything and anything around me. and suddenly outta nowhere, down swooped a white ball with wings. it appeared to be a bird. and so it flew and stood right in front of me. i hesitated, but kept my cool, for i will not appease such a thing. and it stared, so coldly into me eyes. and it stared and stared and i didnt retreat, i stared back harder than ever. and i said to myself... "wait a minute.. your not a bird. your a SEAGULL!!!". im not afraid of seagulls. so i stamped my feet and gave it a mind signal to piss off from here because seagulls belong to the beaches. and it shuddered and spasmed and flew away. creating a flop like effect of scattering about on urban ground. it went to escape and join his other seagull friends where he belongs. stupid seagull...

and then when i was on the bus, and we were on the highway we passed a truck. and it was no ordinary truck. it was a truck transporting sheep. and the things was they were looking directly at the people in the bus. so everyone went, oooh look at the sheep. so cooped up in there and nothing to do. poor things they arent even smiling. but in my head, i was thinking. the sheep probably think the same bloody things. and my brain was proven to not be so wrong, when the people stopped laughing, got back to their claustrophobic little seat and did nothing. and my little brain went again.. "baaaa... baaaa, i am a sheep. i am white and eat.."

dad has discovered the beauty of the tagboard. so he has gone on adventures randomly tagging people on my links. so if you see anything just go piss off. im so sorry. you know how these people (at their age) tend to be when faced with new technology. nah just kidding hes just a bit mad. err okay..

anyway continuing the half complete entry. i am now back in sunny singapore. yay! no more free beer, talking to middle aged smart people, good television and snow! but oh well. only 3 weeks left till enlistment. daaaym. 3 weeks of freedom left before they shave my head and make me look like GI jane (seriously). bollocks.

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James Barr at 10:14 AM

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