Red is for apples...

As I said, yesterday was cool. I've got to say today was not quite so lovely. As normal, due to bad sleeping habits I was kinda knackered. But it was all cool. I got up and made scones (and I used a recipe! I rule!!!) and then I ate some of the scones and blahblahblah... I did tonnes of maths revision (but I guess if I do it now I won't have to do it tomorrow) and then, after lunch, I went with my brothers to play tennis. Normally I would play for ever... but today somehow before we'd even finished one set (although we do play v-e-r-y--s-l-o-w-l-y) I was curled up asleep in one of the plastic chairs lying about and Spuds & Henry were playing alone. Eventually we came home and hung about (absolutely NO idea what we did) for a bit. Then my parents went to that guy... Louis and Fabs' dad... Marcus! they went to Marcus' party and me & my bros watched Austin Powers. And that's it. Now I have to go, cos I've got to get them into bed. BIG TASK! Ah, woe is me ... on the completion of this task before 10. Wish me luck....

HAPPY

I am happy. It rules. I don't think there's very much else to say. (I'm completely sober, before you ask!) Today I saw my friend -not "friend", friend...Helen!- Richard (not 'Chard-Richard, my Richard...not that he's mine......) and we went kiting. Then, after dinner, we hung about (literally) on the climbing frame in his back garden. It was very fun. But yeah, I'm happy. That is my main news of today. I guess for most people it won't seem significant. But for me it is. Anyway, I have to go. Card games call! xxx

The whole terror thing...

Heya!
Just thinking about the whole terror thing, y'know with bombs and tubes and people dying and all that. Yeah well, I dunno about you but I'm not particularly terrified. I've got to say I don't think they're chosing their spots very well. I mean, if I were a terrorist bomber -and for anyone reading this, I'm really not. Even if I did intend on blowing myself up, I wouldn't want to take anyone with me. That would just be cruel- but IF I were one, I would head for the deepest underground tunnels, because then it would create more damage and be harder to clear the damage. Thing is, really wouldn't it be cleverer to blow up a really busy road that was above a close-to-surface tube line. 'Cause then, if it were strong enough dynamite, you'd stop cars, lorries, buses, taxis, pedestrians and the tube. Which is going to make more people notice, and going to prevoke more ... well ... terror. Which is what they're all about...right. Not killing people, although I guess that comes into it...maybe.
Um, but yeah. Terrorism. Fun, eh? Not really, I feel sorry for the victims families and friends. I mean it's not exactly fair, is it. They could've been asked before being sacrificed to make a point. But I guess these people don't work like that. I mean, that wouldn't exactly provoke terror. . . Maybe I've missed out on something here, but do they actually know who is behind this? I mean, what is the point? Heard a great quote today (although you must pardon some rather crude language in the quote, thing is) that I think it is very appropriate. It's very simple: "Bombing for peace is like f***ing for virginity". Beautiful in its own right.
So yeah, I think that's pretty much it on my views of the whole terror thing. I've got to say it wasn't very considerate of them to do it now, right in the holidays. Ruining our tourist trade and people's holiday plans. Although the taxi drivers and petrol people must be getting a good deal from it all. Ah well. Talk later, maybe.
xxx titch xxx