Author: Olly

I got up, after no where near enough sleep, pulled my shit together, and darted out the house. Drove to work and passed two police cars on the way. I pulled up at work, parked my car and one of them pulled up at the side of me. At the time he saw me i think i was part way through putting my seatbelt on, so he stated that he’d seen me without one on, there was some campaign to make people wear them bla bla. £30 fine. He also did me for having a breaklight out, and was gonna do me for the fact my number plate is illegally spaced (WTF is it fuck you complete prick) and he reconed i had no insurance and MOT. Which is complete bollocks. I always insure my car and have done since i passed my test – my MOT might of expired but thats something im working on sorting out.

Im generally fucking pissed off now. Its my own fault, i cant blame anyone but myself. Im tired. Broke as a joke. And now i have to pay the fucking police £30. I just want to cry.

And i still have to do a days bullshit work for some bullshit money thats gonna get absorbed in bullshit debts. Bulshit Bullshit Bullshit.

While im on the subject of bullshit, why the fuck does everyone on maxxd.com make my life as difficult as fucking possible? They all go on about their opinion, and their right to it. Yes, thats correect, but having an opinion doesnt mean yo should shout it off at any given fucking second, disrupting what started off life as awesome – useful – threads. I swear 80% of them either dont use their brains before posting, or dont actually have a brain. I have a very strong opinion on MANY things. But i kerb the things i say so as to not offend anyone. Why then, for fucks sake, cant any fucker else?

On my superstar site, i get praise, and thanks for providing a FREE ADVERT-LESS website for them to go on. On maxxd i get people moaning, people falling out, headaches and not on ounce of thanks off ANYONE, EVER. Even my staff members make my life miserable.

In a lot of ways, i cant wait to go travelling and leave everything and everyone behind. Ive done so much for so many people and i never get thanked. So im obviously helping out the wrong people.

I dont want thanks, or sympathy. I just want people to be nicer and to chill the fuck out.

Anyway, bullshit work calls.

Well, like my last post stated i was to be working all weekend at a security site in alfreton. And sure enough, no major plane crashes happend in that area, no bombs, no biohazard warnings.. So i had to still go to work. The friday shift was a killer.. I was already nackered from working 9-5 at mmx3, and i had to stay alert and awake till 7am saturday morning. I managed it thanks to lots of coffee and walks out in the cold. I got home saturday morning, and went to bed for a few hours. When i woke up it was time for scott to come and fix my car 🙂

It didnt really take scott that long to get my car up and running, he still has to fit my two new track rod ends, but thats not cruicial right now. The main thing was to get me mobile again so that i can get to where i need to be and i dont feel stranded anymore. Shortly after scott finished my car went all went our seperate ways as i had to work and dave and scott had to do other shit.

I arrived for the first of my 12 hour long shifts (the last was 12am to 7am) and unpacked my things for the night. Nothing really amazing happened that night apart from the fact there were 4 million (and i am not over exaggerating) 4 MILLION snails near me.. Everywhere i walked there were snails! They were climbing up my portacabin, on my car, on rocks, on the floor.. EVERYWHERE! I picked a lot of them up and put them in safe places as i accidently stood on one and it made me feel sick when i heard his shell crunch. I moved him anyway but i dont know if he made it thru the night or got eaten by a bird the day after.

Its absalutley brilliant!

The concept of going round crashing weddings is SUCH a fantastic idea! The 2 main charectors work well with each other, and there are SO many fit women in it its untrue. Excellent film, buy it download it or rent it NOW! The rest of the night/morning was spent re-watching films and rescuing snails. I must of saved 3.5 million of them from being stood on by me when i go round doing patrols.

I finished work, drove myself home and crashed out till about 5pm the sunday afternoon. I was starting to get very tired,. and very confused at this stage. I wasnt sure what day it was or what i was doing. Its hard switching from nights then to days then to nights etc etc. I got up and started sorting my shit out for work a few hours later.

I tried to go find some shops open so that i could buy some more food thanks to the fact my very greedy, inconsiderate bastard of a housemate thought he’d eat some of my food and drink some of my drinks. It really fucking winds me up. Maybe if he got his head out his rectum and started spending his cash on things other than weed – he’d start buying his own food and investing in the house we live in. If i was in his shoes id tart the house up, sell it, kick me out, and buy a little 1 bedroomed flat that didnt cos the earth to run. I know that would mean i’d be out of a home, but that would be my problem and as long as daz stated his reasons for doing it i’d see his point (after calling him a few names) and get out his way. He moans about the heating bills, yet leave gaps above windows letting hot air escape out like water thru a sieve. He needs to give his head a shake me thinks!

Anyway, i couldnt find any food cos all the shops were shut, so i had to make do with what i had. Got to work and apart from scott coming to rescue me again (cept this time with forrest, forrest gump) It was another 12 hours of complete bordem. I snuck a few sneaky house sleep in, after the mobile driver had told me to – as long as i set my alarm and only had 1 hour at a time. Finished work, went home and had a bath them layed on my bed for 10 mins.. Then dressed, and off to work.. again..

31 hours overtime. Its all money in the bank. Wish i’d of had a weekend tho. And my mood has changed dramaticly over this weekend. I feel happy, releaved and quite at ease with everything at the moment. Things are picking up, im getting money saved away and i havent been overdrawn for ages now. Got a few busy weekends lined up over the next few. Source show this weekend, and then TRAX the weekend after. Im gonna make a maxxd DVD so im gonna collect video footage from the show and compile it all into a groovy vid for peeps to download 🙂

Oh shit, im at work.. forgot.. Err.. i best do some of that stuff then.. You know.. Work! 🙂

I finished my friday occupation and headed home for the day.About a hour later i went to my dads for dinner, then back home where i met up with scott n them lot – and we chilled for a few hours. It was then time for work again for me.

I had done the site before, its quite near my home. I get to sit in a grubby cold portacabin for hours on end re-watching old movies on my laptop. Obviously i do a patrol every hour ish. I tell you this for nawt, and that is if i ran a security company there would be a few things id change! One being the times guards go on patrols. If you go on a patrol, on the hour every hour, and go the same route every time – a potential intruder could watch you for a few hours and figure out your pattern therfore allowing them to access the site when your round the other side. I like to vary the times i go, and the routes i take, making it harder for burgler bill to work out when im going to be in certain places.

Anyway, i got to go back there tomorrow night, for a 12 hour shift, then again on sunday night. I wont say im lookin forward to them, especially the sunday one. Ill finish at 7am monday morning, home for a bath and a cup of tea – then back towork for 9am. Im gonna be useless monday night.

I best get some sleep, scotts supposed to be coming ot fix my car later. I should have transport again. Woohoo!

But you either cant, or wont ask questions to find out if you have? A situation that i have recently unsubscribed myself to is starting to play on my mind. Certain things are starting to piece together to unveil truths i never ever expected. Hopefully its just my over-active imagination having a bitch fit, but if its not its certianly changed my outlook on certain people.

I just wish the world was a honest place. Maybe not the world, maybe its just england? I recall timmyroob saying that the people in european countries (more specifically the females) are very easy to talk to. They are not stuck up, two faced – they are just normal. I believe the problem the UK has, is that its becoming far to americanized Im sure you can all figure out what i mean by that. Is the UK becoming the 51st state?

You only have to look at the clothes young people wear today. Girls as young as 12/13 wanting to wear makeup, push up bras and go into town to attract boys. What the fuck is going on? When i was 12/13 years old i was playing on my bike, skating, going to parks and generally having a awesome childhood. Why is it that kids are so obsessed with sex/fashion?

Its becasue of plastic bitches such as paris hilton, posh spice and jordan. They strut around in fuck all clothing on TV and in magazines.. And these are the people the younger generations are looking up to. They see posh in some hot pants that reveal the bottom of her arse, and they get their mums (who dont seem to give 3 fucks about what their children wear) to go out and buy them some. Then they walk around looking like a fucking rake with a few items of clothing wrapped round it, attracting the attention of hormonal 14 year olds whilst they down their cans of stella before heading into the under 18’s party – and perveted 50 year olds who park their cars up at the side of the roads waiting for their pray to come out at 11pm so they can abduct them.

Its a sorry state of affairs, and is just one example of how this country is falling to pieces. It wont be long before blair is the vice president of the USA, and we have actually become the 51st state.

Were about there already aint we?