Morning.
I realise it's been ages since I wrote on this blog, and that's because what with one thing and another I didn't write on it for a week, and by that time, being the beautiful person I am, I forgot the password. So by the time I got back on here, I was well and truly stunted.
But hye-ho, here I am. Ready for another little adventure kiddies? Let's take another trip to the magical land of rain-induced and bored-stimulated Toby.
Since I last wrote on here, I've got another job, been accepted into uni, left school, been bored, worked my two jobs, been bored, started saving for uni, been bored, had a breakup with Laurie, been bored, landed a leading part in a pantomime, and talked on MSN to lots of people about lots of things. That kinda sums it up. There's been good bits and lots of bad bits, but I won't sully this amazing blog by talking about the bad bits. Will I..
One of the bestest things that's happened has been Cefn Lea. I haven't been to Cefn Lea for ages, and quite a few of you won't have the foggiest what Cefn Lea is. But to explain, I'd have to delve deep in my history, and I can't be bothe.... ah, screw it. Here goes.
I've been homeschooled until I was like 15-16 which I think, remembering back, I might have mentioned in an earlier blog. So I don't need to go as far back. Well my mummy, amazing person that she is, organises every year this holiday week for loads of homeschoolers across this nation of ours. It's held at Cefn Lea Holiday Park. So naturally, is known as 'Cefn Lea'. Because I was at school the last couple of years, and my mother didn't have the heart to either change the date of Cefn Lea or, maybe more feasible, go to Parliament and change the Scottish Education Curriculum, I couldn't go. But this year cus I'd left school foreverandeverandeveramen, I COULD go.
Twas immense. We embaressed Ben, made new friends, played football, watched DVD's.. I performed in the concert and recieved a sort of sitting down apathetic ovation, three times. We had a Battleball tournament, which David, Chris, Jonny and I totally owned at, and at which I lasted for over 10 minutes one-on-one with a little turd who didn't play the rules but didn't officially cheat, and then in which we squashed Ben and his little team at.. (For those who don't know what Battleball is, go to wikipedia. S'a great website)
And haha, Ben and his little friends decided to have a beatbox session and recorded it of a camera they'd 'borrowed' from a girl called Hannah. So when Hannah and I got the camera back, we decided to humiliate them by putting it up on the screen at the concert. They WEREN'T happy.. If you wants to see the video, YouTube 'Dingbertpen' and watch it there.
Anyway, I have to go hoover the stairs now. Yes, it's the price of being home all the time, you get used as a general lackey..
Cheeribye!