Blog, blog, blog..

Hmm.. Blog, blog, blog, blog, blog, blog. Muahaha, it doesn't look like a word anymore. I can't think of anything to write about. There is loads of stuff that annoys the hell out of me, yet i cannot think of anything that is relevant to write about. Hmm..

Well...

Um.

My brother just walked up to me and put a big toy dog on my head?

Nah.. But this did happen.

Have you ever found something in your cupboard from when you were little and thought.. 'What on earth possessed me to buy that?' For example, the Furby. It's sat in my cupboard going dustier and dustier, yet i cannot bring myself to throw it out, or put it in the garage, because everytime you grab it it exclaims 'Hungry' in the sweetest voice ever, so you prod it in its mouth, which is supposedly food, and it thanks you. Then you put it back in the cupboard, and forget about it. Well you can't for about an hour because it talks to itself for ages, and then starts snoring. Why did i get this? I was a normal child, well. Sort of. But why would anyone put themselves up for this torture? 'GO TO SLEEP!! Pleaaassee..'

McDonalds toys. As children, getting a toy from McDonalds was vital in our existance. Yet... what do we do with them? They get put away in the garage, until you decide to sell them. Usually at a car boot sale. Or Ebay, for about 10p. We have a box, yes, a box of toys from McDonalds, from weird cuddly toys to Transformers. And none of them were used after leaving McDonalds, other than in the car. Ah.. The happy meal, contributing to landfill sites by the minute.

Anyway, that was nearly the most random blog ever.

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I'm happy again!

Well, that last blog post was very depressing. I apologise for that. Sorry. I've deleted it now, if you wanted to laugh in my misery, so.. Ha, misery laughers. I have made a vlog with Steph, and we have 3 subscribers.. yay? It's just us, talking about stuff. Like this. But you can visually see us. Technology these days... Anyway, the link is: www.youtube.com/user/MegaRetroBanana The name is just genius. I know. My own creation..

Anyway, today i would like to point out that parents are very critical. I mention something.. which in my head is vaguely funny, and i get shot down.. 'Hey! That guy looks like Hitler!' He really did. I got a tut, and well, that's not very nice is it? Yes.. but it was very true.

Also, when i said that the news is all depressing or nonsense, i got a whole lecture that it is important to watch the news to see whats bad in the world. But why would we want to know that someone has been brutally murdered? Oh that makes me happier! Hooray. But no, apparantly it helps that we know about the bad things that happen so we can avoid them. What? How is that going to help if someone comes over to you and kills you? No, it doesn't help at all. Therefore your argument is irrelevant and I win.

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Facebook.

I don't really want to say it, but i have just realised i go on facebook a lot. I spent a whole productive day just staring at facebook. Not doing anything, no. Just hmm.. I wonder if anyone has said anything interesting in the last ten seconds.. No, just someone joined a group again, and i don't want to post anything because i feel like a twat if noone 'likes' or comments on my status. Statuses are really boring. Should i really care if so and so is going to town today? No, no i don't. Unless i was a stalker, in which case i would be beside myself with joy.

It disappoints me at how stupid some people are too. I mean i was just looking at some comments from a post of a group that i joined, and saw that someone said 1st comment, woo! Then the next 3 comments were 1st yay! And some person who actually got their position right said '9nd!!!' Oh hurrah. 9nd. That isn't even a word, you idiot.

I join my fair share of groups on facebook, but i don't addictevly sit there going: Oh haahaha I do that, Join! Even though that is slightly more productive than doing .. nothing. I sat there for about 10 minutes once and the same person just kept joining groups. I DON'T CARE. Leave me alone!!

When people 'like' their own statuses i feel incredibly sorry for them. I mean, i would rather feel like an idiot than 'like' my own status. Then comment on it. And no one else does.. Someone has no friends.

Farmville and fishville piss me off. Awh, have you wasted your time growing crops on an online game? I don't care if you rescued a fricking cow, or gave me some money! I played farmville for a minute and immediately everything just darkened. Metaphorically of course. That would be odd.

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TV Shows

I love TV. I really do, if i had no TV, I would not be here right now. Well, i would, but i would not be watching TV..
Anyway. I'm ill, quite a lot. And from this time, i can deduct that daytime television is absolute shit. I found myself watching re runs of Top Gear on Dave ja vu that i just watched.. on Dave.

And the worst program by a mile was Animals at work. Which is on the CBBC channel at some god-forsaken time. I don't watch the CBBC channel though. Ever... Sort of.
Animals at work is the most ridiculous program i have ever witnessed. I guess the title is the most captivating part. It's just pure genius. Animals at work is about .. Animals at work. The first animal.. at work, was a cat called Tuna. But Tuna is no ordinary cat. Tuna is a musician, and is in a band called The Rock Cats. This is the most stupid thing i have ever heard.

'The Rock Cats had their gig coming up, but Tuna and her band were experiencing before show nervousness' No. They are cats, you twat.

When the big show came, it was a success! According to John Barrowman anyway. The cat simply hits the guitar with it's paws. And no sound i call music is made. Until they play music played by HUMANS over the top of it, to make it sound better. Otherwise the small goggle eyed children at home will be disappointed that cats can't actually play guitars.

Ta ta for now.

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School

My school, being as strict as it is and bragging about how it is one of the best in the country, has such strict uniform rules. How in the hell is our top button not being done up going to affect our education? Our tie has to be waistlength too, when i was in year 7, our head of year famously said: 'This length of tie, is clever. (Waistlength) This length of tie is stupid! (Chest length) And this length of tie, i can't even describe how stupid!! (Can only just see tie)' Well duh, if your tie is that short you are going to be in a crap school.

In English we are studying the utterly boring book 'Great Expectations'. I really don't think Charles Dickens wrote 'Great Expectations' thinking, oh yes, i should include a Semantic field here. No, no he didn't. He just wrote a book and thought; I'm a genius! Not thinking about the poor school students who have to spend hundreds of depressing hours sat reading his book picking out words that mean something else entirely. I don't understand how Magwitchs' grey hair has any link to earlier in the book when he has an iron chain round his ankle, Dickens was simply describing the bloody character. Although i do believe Shakespeare did it on purpose.

Anyway, i feel i have rambled on a little too much, so Ta ta for now.

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Children of today..

I've always thought that children about 8-11 are frankly very annoying. A vast majority of them believe that they are incredibly cool blasting music out on their bikes with their pointy hair, when in actual fact they look like complete twats. Also, in a 10 year olds mind everything is gay, i distinctively remember someone saying 'Eurgh, that TV is really gay'. Pardon? Did i hear you right? You are saying that the TV is either happy, or a homosexual, neither of which make sense.

Also i remember (From the good days of primary school) that once these people that were 'going out' got 'married', at school. They had a vicar and everything. Which of course is stupid.

Finally, year 7's. Good old year 7's. On my first day i was all happy, my tie down to my waistband, top button done up, blazer buttoned up, i got to school and had the sudden realisation that i looked like a retard. I swear year 7's are getting shorter and shorter, also the shorter the year 7 the bigger the bag. I saw this year 7 at my school, i'm about 5' 6, he came up, literally, to my waist and i think he could easily fit himself (twice) into his bag. No one is that short, unless your a dwarf.

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First blog... ever. (Sort of, if you count complete and utter nonsense ones, i have no idea what on earth possessed me to make a blog called 'Halozone')

Anyway, i hope to actually continue this blog and that people read it. I really wonder why anyone in their right mind would type in: www.1-werewolf-1.blogspot.com into their browser, but anyway I thankyou for taking partial interest in reading this.

I decided to write a blog because i have read a couple and felt thus inclined to write one myself. To be fair, i'm not really known as 'the funny one', more so 'the clever one' which is not true. Let me reiterate that, NOT true.

I should probably explain why this blog has such an uninteresting, boring name. I simply could not think of a normal name that would suit this blog. I even tried googling 'Blog names' which proved incredibly unhelpful, unless you consider 'Frisky chronicals' as a good name for a blog.

So please continue to read my blogs if you enjoyed this one in the slightest, and i will try my hardest to make them vaguely interesting.

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