Being Ignored.

Now then, I’m not one to feed off attention, heck I don’t like that much attention at all. But I still like to be fucking noticed. Recently, I’ve noticed, people seem to ignore me, completely. The people that do ignore me know who they are, but chances of them reading this are minimal considering the fact that their too busy ignoring me.

This has put me into a rather awkard position. Considering I could abandon everything and become Misanthropic, heck I’m almost there anyway, or become one of them depressive types until people begin to notice me again. Depression is something I’ve been through, twice, and I hate it more then I hate Extremist Religion types.

But now I feel I’m being too harsh, considering there is still a small minority of people who do notice me.
There’s not much  to me really.  No specific talent, Very little motivation and self-esteem, head in dreamworld too much, Not really that intelligent…at all, and I look like a swamp rat from Star Wars. All together now, ‘AWWWW’…*tumbleweed*.

I didn’t post this for you all too start feeling sorry for me. Its just one of them things that piss me off.

Bert.
(P.s If anyone is reading this, and they arn’t ignoring me. Comment :()

Bicycles.

Okay, to start with I like exercise, I like to have adrenaline rushes. But what I cant stand is missing out on all that as some fuck of a fairy, probably named the bike chain bastard fairy, likes to go around taking your bike chain and ramming it so far into the gap of your pedals that not even the worlds strongest man can pull it out.

There are probably ways to get the chain out, or some magic trick to do so. But to be quite plainly honest, I couldn’t give a fuck. I didn’t pay for my bike too spend half the time fixing the bloody fucker. Now there isn’t an audio transcript for today’s events, but I’m sure it would of gone something like this.

Brett: *pant pant*
Bike: KRRRRKCCCRACKKKKKKKRRRRRKKKK
Brett: Ermmm…. Pant?
Bike: KRRRK *thudump*
Brett: WHA– *crash*

Yeah sound effects included for free. Needless too say I had little fun on my bike today, and so refuse to ride it for a very long time. At least a week that is.

In other news, I’ve got my DVLA forms. So watch out road users. Your days are numbered. That is of course, if they consider me mentally stable enough. Bollocks.

Bert.
(P.s, too any bike enthusiasts offended by today’s Blog Post. Please, get a life. And a car.)

Things that piss me off.

Well I think now is as good as ever time to start this fucking blog considering I made it over 2 months ago. Now then with this blog you can expect huge amounts of offence and bad language, oh and maybe a bit lot of Hypocritical comments.

Things you should know about me;

• I’m Male
• I’m 16 5 days from being 17 as of writing this
• My idol is Ben ‘Yahtzee’ Croshaw
• I was born 14/12/1990 to one Male Parent and one Female Parent, named Paul and Kerry Seeney, yes they were married when they had me, unlike this new sudden trend of having Bastard Childs
• My realname is Brett, but people have a tendancy to call me Bert, or Bertie, or Twat, cunt, fuckface, arsehole, insensetive cock piece and so on
• I like to play video games, and to listen to music, but am not one of these over the top emotional cocks
• I say cock a lot
• See ^
• I also like animals, more the the vast majority of humans, although, there still are A FEW humans I like. They know who they are. If you think its you, then its not. ‘Cos these people KNOW I like them. (atleast I think so)
• I dont like limiting myself to one genre of music, but I refuse to listen to mainstream crap…sorry rap. Things like 50cent hes a tosser

Yeah that seems enough.

After this I shall post again a proper start…

Bert.
(P.s: All further Hate Mail will be carefully read and taken into consideration before coming to the final conclusion that you are a complete fucking idiot. Thank you.)