Everyone’s snobby cunts. Proper look down on you and walk right into you.

I have a theory where everyone is unemployed, yet they dress up in their best Primark suit, get a cheap briefcase from somewhere unimportant, and then pretend to be in a rush to make themselves not feel like such a failure in life.

Why are you all rushing? Seriously. If you calm the fuck down, you’ll be happier and maybe won’t sigh every time you have to move for someone else you horrible cockney TWATS.

On the upside, it was lovely to go into Camden where I got to sit in a bar (with funny memories involving Tooley and university girls) and watch the Football without getting looked at funny/arguing. I support Arsenal, and to hear other complete strangers cheering the Gunners on was just bliss. 

So many beautiful girls, with so many beautiful accents. It’s a proper shame that they’re all in a rush and are bellends. 

Honestly, I can’t say bad things about them all, I mean, one beautiful girl did say thank you to me for letting her on the train first. I mean, it’s them little things that give me positive or negative impressions. Like, it seems it takes an awful lot to get an apology. Like they have to really knock you off balance before this breed of people decide to apologise. Whereas, when it’s the other way around, when you innocently knock them ever so slightly, it’s like “Dude, please?!”. Really? Fuck off. Your face is ugly and you have bad hair. Why do cockneys have awful style as well. Ugh. So much to complain about. Simple manners cost nothing. 

Erm, Arsenal lost to QPR. Joey Barton’s a scumbag who’s family kills people. Not much else to say. 

Home on Tuesday, I like it here (apart from all of the above) but I can’t wait to go home and sleep in my own bed. 

Any whom, I’m going to lie in bed watching YouTube video’s and eat Galaxy cake bars then sleep.

p.s. WHY ARE THE ENERGY DRINKS SO EXPENSIVE?!