There Is No God

I'm just fucked off now. We have to move into a caravan. Fair enough it's a roof over our head, but...*Sigh* I dunno'. Good thing is I can take my PC and Gamecube with me...so at least I won't be bored. But that's besides the point of where we're gonna' go after. And the fact we can't afford a removal company to shift our furniture to my mum's friends house to store for awhile.

Just the fucking luck ain't it. All 'cause the cunts moving here couldn't be arsed to wait a lil' while longer for us to find somewhere! But before we go, I'm gonna' use a permenant marker and write nasty words on the walls, and make them feel like shit.

So I may have my PC, but I'll have no internet. So I can't update anything, and with Steve moving away Thursday, it feels like this will very well be the worst X-mas ever. I'm happy for Steve he can move, but he's like my only good friend on Canvey. *Sighs Again*

But none the less, tommorow we'll hopefully be getting drunk one last time before the end comes...

Damn this sucks.