Hi small time readers with a passion for irregularity and stupidity (cause i specialise in both !)

its supposed to be summertime but it seems everytime i have my weekend ( which is a monday and tuesday , so its not really a weekend its more like a weekbegin) it rains , im not one to moan, but ive been wondering if weather has it out for me , ive seen the way he /she looks at me when we pass each other in the street , those glares of discontent, rage and jealousy ( its true when the weather found out i was going to go overseas he was none too happy) , well im not having a bar of it. tomorrow i shall comfront the weather with my fists held high and demand a duel !

if it doesnt go well , this could be my last journal

wish me luck

el captain rollins