Sunday, 20 January 2008

Ahhh chillage!

Hi
I was going to attempt to think of some rant to write. What has really wound me up this week, what caused my blood to boil and fists to clench. And, for once, there was very little to be wound up about. Sure if i was the uber pessimist, a could say 'well more money would be nice, and this weather is really getting me down' but its simply not.

Money wise, unlike my sister, i tend to save it. This isn't because I'm a miserable miser, who's idea of charitable is watching 'Children in Need' and going 'awwwww...shame' but not sending any money in. I will quite gladly help people out, but quite simply, I've worked out that by saving money, I get better things. And my way of earning basically is, fixing the odd computer for friends (not my friends by the way, they know toooo much) but just people my family know.

A member of my family though, quite does literally see £ signs in his eyes constantly, now he may have some kind of medical condition, but he just is obsessed with earning money...then spending it on trainers....which got trashed. But seeing as he is constantly having money from somewhere, it doesn't seem to matter. Now I ain't accusing him of being spoilt, he does work hard. But does appear a tad obsessed.

As for the weather, well apart from me putting more strategic planning into walking the dogs than....i was going to use the american army, but I certainly put more planning into cleaning my teeth than they do invading...Basically every time I have to walk them (the dogs not the army, but that is an idea), for some reason its always raining. But armed with my hat and thick waterproof boots off I go....and return looking like I had, on purpose, jumped in a stream and rolled in mud after...(shh don't tell anyone). But the rain really doesn't bother me, just seems to give people excuses to go 'ahhh bloody weather, its raining cats and dogs' (how, i always ask).

So I'm chilled. I'm refusing to moan about anything. I'm on target at school, and so long as I don't transform into a tracksuit wearing, knife lover, it should stay that way. So no rant today....and hell if my current ideas dissapear, well i dont know what I will write about....probably that the grass could be greener or something....
Peace
Josh

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