I'm bored. Seriously freakin' bored. I do the same thing every day - wake up, check e-mails, shower, dress, eat, go to KIC / jobhunting, come home, check e-mails, play video games, eat, go to the pub. Repeat.

I'm sick of it. I was supposed to be going to Wales tonight, but now I'm not and that's too gay for words. I'm sick of people not wanting to do anything but stay round here. Wolverhampton is rubbish, the only good thing about it are the trees

There's plenty of time for being boring once you're dead. I figure there are two sorts of people, doers or non-doers. A doer will do something they wanna do whether it's sensible, practical or not. Non-doers'll cop out and go watch Eastenders. Non-doers can fuck off.

Truck Fest was a blast, and I'm very glad I went. Lots of cool bands, lots of cool people, lots of nice cold cider. MC Lars blew the roof off (which is pretty impressive 'cos we were outside) and Capdown were LOUD. Killer. Also saw Zea who were awesome and mad and AS&AP who were just plain old bizarre.

I wanna go to Amsterdam in a fortnight, see some killer bands and get monged out in a whole new country. Think I'm gonna have to do it on my own though.

My stuff for university application came today. I can't wait to get out.