for a while ive realised i simply no longer enjoy it. and i feel if i can quit i can set an example for others to quit, mainly family and girl friend. but also for my self, because if i dont enjoy it, im fucking my self up for nothing!

so here it is.

day 1 - no fag today.

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last thursday i got a sudden intense headache, about a 9 on a scale of 1-10. it lasted till tuesday so i went to the docs at 10am.
i got sent to hospital straight from there. i got an ECG, BP check and blood tests by the care workers.
couple hours later i got examined by a doc and she said i need a CT scan to check for bleeding into the brain. that was pretty fun cos i got wheeled there and back on a chair! i had to lay on a bed very still with a big donut shaped thing which spun around my head taking pics.
few hours later the doc returned and said it didnt show anything, but that i would need a lumbar puncture.
if youve not heard of that, its a procedure which involves putting a needle into the spine and drawing out the fluid. no fucking way i was doing that on my own so i phoned my mam and she came to sit with me.
let me tell you, it aint nice. it took them 4 doses of local anasthetic to numb the area. apparently all my gym work on my back had caused the muscles to get so large it was hampering them!
its quite weird having someone poke needles into your spine, my leg went numb cos she touched a nerve.
they took 4 samples of fluid and i had to lay flat for 4 hours. in the mean time i managed to blag some codiene and was tripping for a while.
i had to stay over night as they found blood in the fluid and wanted to observe me. this was my first hospital stay! more codiene of course was needed, and i fell unconcious at about 12pm.

the next day the rounds doctors came to see me and said i would be refered to a neuro surgeon incase i may of needed an angiogram.
about 8 hours later a neuroscientist came to check me out. i got the all clear! i had not bled into my brain and in her opinion the cause of the headache is benign and could happen again.
i got given a bag of drugs and sent home, at least ill be missing work this weekend.

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today im liek, all totally american and stuff, liek you know?
i like totally got up oh my god, at 730am, can you liek believe that?
so ive liek started this oprah winfrey diet, and its totally workin. liek this AM i totally had a glass of water and a lettuce leaf. but liek, i didnt really need all the calories so liek i threw up again.

so i went to tiffanies and we went to sandies, and like oh my god you wont liek totally believe what happened next. we bumped into brad and he was liek sooooo hawwwt. i liek totally got all wet in my panties. but oh my god we liek totally had to goto class!

THE END

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he knows who he is and i hope hes out there today reading;

Whispers in the Wind

Your whispers are gentle echoes
that sway ardent winds of harmony
and in the symphony of life
each word is wrapped in rhapsody.

We travel separate roads of life
gather flowers along the way and
share the music of their fragrance.

We exist between two winds,
I here under a pale moon
you, the other end of somewhere.

Sometimes when wind blows through trees
I pause to listen and in its passing
I hear the tenderness of your voice
that fills the spectrum of my soul.

You are the chime of warm rain,
the moon that glows through the trees
and within the luster of evening
your aura fills the scene.

I hear the whispers of the wind
see the stars shine in the sky,
but I hold the sunrise in my pocket.

Dance with me within the wind,
then just let me love you.

- Orania Hamilton -

please babe, we must move on from the spartan situation. if for not for us, then do it for the pet hamster :(

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yes and you tdc, but what im actually writing about today is the film of the above title.

starring the big sexy spartan from 300 and some skinny brunette skank whore who i know nothing about. the story starts showing us the last argument between the main couple. little did that fucking slut know, because she was about to get a shock, THE BITCH.

the hot persian killer died of a brain tumour :(:(:( but for some reason, he left that fucking skank loads of messages while he was dieing and just never told her he was ill. OMG I MISS HIM SO MUCH. it was supposed to help her get on with her life or something, who cares really?
she goes through good times and the really shit times trying to come to terms with the loss of the big hunk him self. my god hes sexy. it shows us flash backs of their past times. at one point, mr hotcock was spooning that dog. i imagined it was me and him...

apparently all the main actresses are hot or something. so if youre a straight guy with a girlfriend, or a couple of lesbians, you can go fantasise over them. as far as the other half knows, your just trying to be romantic for a change.

and for the rest of us, it stars mr 300 him self. looking very muscular and solid, with a beautiful smile drawn out through the whole film.

i give it 9/10, and thats because it should of been me as his wife and not her :(

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