Let's Chat, Talk, Converse, Natter and Debate

So?

Hello, Bonjour, Hallo, Konnichiwa.

I've never really done anything like this before. Blurting out my opinions to world about day to day happenings. And i suppose in a way- i probably wont spend my days writing endless pages about the latest headlines in the papers. Because to be quite frank, i cant be bothered being shoved into the 'I'm a teenager who hates everything and anything these days because it's cool' category.

Hell, I'm not saying i wont moan, criticize and let off general steam. I'll just write whatever comes to mind, even if it's something as random as me tripping over a broken pave stone in the street then pushing my fringe back off my face as i carry on walking trying to look 'cool'.

What am i currently doing now you may think. I'm currently listening to 'Britain's Got Talent' whilst drinking my diet coke and debating whether to have tea or not. Which is unusual for me, i love my food. Then again, if i wouldn't have stuffed my face at lunch then maybe I'd have an appetite to begin with.

Well, i bought a Wii Fit the other day. Funny little thing really. Having this miniature Wii board character waving at you in a high pitched voice about how i shouldn't forget to take my daily 'Body Test'.And before long, i was giving it beans like Mike Tyson on the boxing workout to then be told; 'Well done you've burnt 280 calories in forty minutes, but oh what a shame your Wii fit age is 33 fatty. Sorry chucky egg'.

Or maybe they should have said 'chunky egg' that would've been much more suited to the purpose for me buying the Wii fit in the first place.

Now let me just advise you all it didn't actually say 'chucky egg' it's just my interpretation of what it 'might as well of said'.

Funny thing is, my younger sister of seven was telling me how she needs to burn calories. I didn't learn about calories until i was 17. Let alone 7. Its rather worrying isn't it? How kids now are so obsessed with their weight. I mean, 3 years ago i was a slim size 12. Now I'm a 16, but i really couldn't be bothered.

Well thats a lie, some days i am and others i'm not. I'm more concerned about my health then opposed to how good i look.

Ah look at that, a 75 year old man dancing around the stage dressed as a leprechaun doing river dance and shouting "Don't yee touch me pot o'gold". Oh deary what has the world come to.

I guess i cant talk, i used to wear my school blazer and rob my mums sunglasses then parade around the house with my younger brother shouting "Dive! There's an alien behind you!" When my mum or dad would finally ask what i was doing, i'd pull out a little card i'd made with my felt tip pens from my inside blazer pocket and reply with;

"M-I-B, Men in Black. I'm here for your protection".

Then i'd pull out a little lazer light I'd pinched from my Dads keys and hold it up to his face making it flash and say;

"Look into the light. Everything you have just seen or heard you will forget in the next 5 seconds".

I thought I was fantastic at the time to be honest.

And so for now that concludes this little chapter.

So?

Good-bye, Au Revoir, Tschuss, Sayonara.