Valentine's Day.
An eventful day for those in love. Nothing interesting happened to me today. I pack my bags for what I suspect is going to be my last holiday as a child. I listen to Billericay Dickie advising me to ask Joyce and Vicky on whether candy floss is sticky, but my mind is far away from him and my upcoming holiday. Instead my mind concentrates on the two boorish cunts I was playing on Xbox Live with. I think their names are James and Ryan. The more I think about them, the more I realize that their lives have less value than any one of the starving children in Haiti.
Strange.
Tomorrow I will set foot in Ireland fro the first time in about twelve years. I cannot remember much about the country, only that the grass there is extraordinarily green. I hope this holiday will be a good one, as I did not enjoy my last holiday in France. Not only was the holiday in France, but I had to spend it with my four year old cousin.
Fortunately, this holiday will be toddler free and full of good humoured people, as opposed to uptight peasants.
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