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but that one time when i shot heroin was probably the best thing ever.
too bad all those other hits weren't the same. thousands of pounds wasted. at least i was decadent for a while.
i can't think of anything
found it was solid chocolate. NO BISCUIT.
or, moving to germany in 2004. I should've stayed there :(
the first time though...
considering in the shop you are given the choice between kit kat and solid chocolate yet opted for the kit kat
...opening it, and finding that it contained only red, black and orange ones.
The black ones are the worst!
However, I once opened a packet and there were only red and green ones. I let out a little prayer of thanks to a god I had previously ignored, and tucked in.
P.S. Ugh! Green!
Followed closely by red.
I always gave the black ones away. Blackcurrant flavoured things make me feel physically ill.
Like I wasn't raised on Ribena. When I moved here from America when I was 7 someone gave me some and I was all, "What is this shit?!" Terrible stuff. I'm convinced people only like it because they were indoctrinated into it.
Interesting theory! The blackcurrant industry brainwashing the masses is something I'd like to be true.
all at the same time.
"I was talking about my penis," only then I thought: "no, thats far too tasteless a joke," so I didn't.
I felt pretty great.
that was pretty bestest.
my last day of school was pretty wonderful. the relief of never having to see hundreds of people ever again is pretty enormous.
also, i wrote a poem for a 6music competition once and it got read out on air and they sent me an email back telling me i was awesome. it kept me amused at work for almost an hour.
exciting things don't generally happen to me.
Oh flowerpot, oh flowerpot,
how beautiful and delicate you are
i'm going to push you off a desk
and watch you fall to your slip'ry death!
the dj said it was 'very macabre'.
Vaguely remember doing the lindy hop with a drag queen at the Bestival last year. That was pretty good.
It was Friday 13th October, and I was off to see Sunn 0))), Burning Star Core and Leopard Leg. I got a call from my mum to say that little Freddy had been born, as I was talking to Jarvis Cocker who shouted congratulations down the phone. As I hung up Sunn 0))) came on, and I can't really remember feeling as happy as I did then.
I ended up in Peterborough that night (fell asleep on the train and missed my stop), and I didn't care at all, and usually when I end up in Peterborough I want to hang myself.
but getting together with reece
sat on the computer... you dont need avideo of that
'yooour theeer beessst thiiiiingg thaaaaats eveeerr happey too meee!'
but only because i wuv woo x
I felt so proud of myself and relieved. <geeeeeeek>
I'd've put this if:
A- I have got a 2.1
B- Been accepted for a Post Grad
C- I was you.
A. you won't be teaching apathetic, smarmy teenagers for the rest of your working life
B. you don't have accidentally dyed ginger hair due to a bleaching problem last night, so you can't be me =(
BUT I do have the annoyance of having been ginger when I was a bairn (LOL) and thusly have a ginger beard in the summer. I win (loose).
no gillette jokes
I presses Post Reply without finishing my joke.
It was supposed to end with BUT SHITTIER THAN A FIRST NANANANA.
Waking up with £100 in my pocket, a Mercades Benz badge and no hangover. THAT was amazing.
Driving from Aberdeen to London and realising I could've just kept on going. That was such a cool feeling... and one day I will do it!
I am so considering just getting into my car and driving. I'll stop when the road runs out.
I can't afford it till these loans are finished off and that might a be a year or so.
drove pretty much every road in Shetland. I really should get on a longer road trip than this.
for Ware Youth Under 12s
and seeing a copy of a compilation that i put together in the new releases section :)
by a mile.
the Glaswegian version of Roberto, weaving down Buchanan St, curving bottles into other guys heads, swigging a bottle of Maddog.
did you get rid of witch woman instructor?
My 7th attempt at passing and I managed it!
Yeah got rid of her ages ago. My new instructor was brilliant, really positive and had complete confidence in me which was ace. YAY DRIVING FUN! :D
Sort of gave me a confidence and a belief in myself that I didn't have before, and upped my self-esteem. Although we went out seperate ways after a while, I think she had quite a large impact on me.
i didnt expect it and it was the proudest moment of my short life to date
sleeping in a cave at the top of a hill in the lake district aged about 15 and breaking down in joyful tears at how beautiful the earth is.
instead of the other way around!
maybe finding out I could do something well and finding what kinda jobs I wanted to do. I love working outside in the countryside and anywhere in that field. It was damn cool when I completed aqualification in it fter years of not having any idea of what to do with myself.
to release three records by my old joke of a band. we lost him so much money. it was amazing.
2) Holding down a job despite posting on here all the bloody time.
being born human
One contender has to be Reading '07, by far the best five days of my life.
A particularly special moment was on Sat/Sun mid-afternoon some random guy stumbles over asking if we have any glue in an incredibly thick Scottish accent, thereafter sitting with us and proceeding to scream 'get your rat out' at every female passer by. He brought a beer bong, so my incredibly abrasive but amusing fat friend Charlie took the challenge. As we poured beers down the funnel, someone got a bottle of absinthe and proceeded to unload its contents down his throat.
He awoke a few hours later, topless, with the spam that was smeared across his face and body slowly bubbling away in the sun. Priceless.