Category: My Past

I bought a car last night for a very low price. And although it was very low, and ill probably get a lot of it back when i sell my clio – i stil hate parting with my cash. Im doing some maths today, and working out how much i need to earn from where, to keep things ticking over whilst me and dave start MMS properly.

I have worked out that if i charge MMX3 £60 a day for working there, i need to do one security shfit a week and i can cover all my expences easily. I will probably end up doing more then one shift some weeks, so i cant lose really. And as soon as things have taken off successfully, i can scrap the security off – then later on when things are going very well, i can get rid of mmx3 and plough head first into MMS. I cant wait!

My mother is worried that im gonna get into trouble with money again, and i guess she has every right to be. My mom and dad have bailed me out of many a sticky situation. But i’d like to think i have learnt from my mistakes. She cant see the potential that the things we are doing have got, so shes just gonna have to sweat it out.

My car is great by the way, its a 3 door, 1.8 MK3 Golf, One of my favorite shape golfs EVER! I have wanted another one since the day after i got rid of my first, and now i finally have one! I am gettin it MOT’d at the weekend, and i will tax it next week then transfer my insurance over so i can drive it. Then i have to transfer my number plate over, and then sell the clio. Its a long and boring process, but its the only way. I think it sucks that i have to pay £80 to move my number plate from one car to the next. Robbery i tell ya!

I can see me getting a bit carried away with this MK3. I love them, and i wont be able to stop myself modding it. It feels amazing to finally have a car i can be proud of again. Im proud of it already, and havent even driven it properly yet!

I have that New Mini printing to finish for the marquee we are doing for them, then its off home to sit and be bored. I get to see gem again tonight though, i havent seen her properly for a few days and im really starting to miss her. I cant get her out my head, and she still blows me away. I tell her too, i tell her that this is all too good to be true, and that i keep thinkin i am gonna wake up and its all been a dream. She usually smiles, tells me its not a dream then kisses me.
I cant stop smiling right now!

i must of had my caddy for over 4 years now, and i dont care what my mother says. Im not selling it. I will never get rid of that car, cos i know that when its done iit will be awesome. f it takes me another 5 years, then so be it. Forabout a year, i have been driving a black clio RSi.. Its nippy being a 1.8, but its pretty nackered as its blatently been chavved up by the last owner. Now, ive not really thought about gettin another car any time soon. I went thru a patch where i got a few random ones over the space of a year or so. had a mk1 golf, a mk2 polo, then the saxo, the clio.. And now i have found another car, that i want a LOT.

I miss not driving a VW, i love them all so much as they are all fantastic to drive. So its time i got another one. Only two people know what the car is, and im not spilling the beenz till ive got it, its 100% road legal and my number plate has been transferred over. And, although i dont own it yet, and havent even seen it in the flesh, im already planning the mods im going to do to it.

Its got me really excited! I have wanted one of these for ages, and as long as everyhting go’s right – i mgiht own it tongiht! Obviously id have to trailer it back as it is in need of tax, but that is something i can sort out as soon as its in my ownership.

Halloween has come, and has past. The trick or treaters that hounded my doorbell last night have vanished back into the mists of time, only to reappear next year for more scrounging. Thats basically what it is isnt it, scrounging. You wouldnt go door to door knocking on them, and begging people for sweets and money any other time of the year. So just becuse these people are wearing a £1.50 asda halloween mask, means they are alowed to do it and get away with it.

We were giving them bags of hula hoops, and other such pretty naff treats – serves them right. The next ones were gonna get some old rock that had been in the cupboard since we moved in, but i gave up and wardo went upstairs to play to his playstation. The doorbell only rang twice after that, but i was watching series 2 of prison break, so couldnt leave the settee.

I have to go print out a marquee for the new mini now. Should be interesting, although it looks like their design department have been finishing off their days at work with a few acid tabs to the eyeballs. yes, the design is crap. haha..

I have been back at my day job again today, but im finding it SO difficult to do concentrate on the work im being given. Now i have had a taste of what mine and daves days will be like, i dont want to go back to this working for someone else crap. We had such a cool day, it flew by but we got enough done. If we can both crack on for 5 days a week every week, at least 10 till 5 or 6.. then we will be laughing all the way to the sweet shop.

The older ive got, the more and more independant i have become. I have lived off my own back since i was 18, i have ALWAYS had a business head on my shoulders, and im not good with numbers etc but im good with people, and i am enthusiastic towards my chosen career paths.

People study hard, go to uni, get in debt, and for what? A “9-5 job” where they sit behind a desk owned by someone else, using a pc that belongs to someone else, and making money for someone else. Whats the point in that? The way i look at it is your job is a massive part of your life, and in so many ways – it defines who you are as a person. And if you are happy in your work, then most off the time you’ll be happy in your life.

I guess some people are happy working 2-10 in a factory, doing the same thing day in day out. As they finish at 10, and thats it. No overtime no worryin about what they have to do tomorrow, no stressing about stuff your gonna get blamed for. Just turn up, work, and get paid. And if they are happy with that then so be it. Personally, i wont be happy until the only work im doing is work for MMS, and i know dave is the same.

I guess thigns will start to take shape these next few weeks.. Im nervous.. And im shitting myself in case i cant afford to live for a bit. But life is about taking risks. And im a serious risk taker!

The Futures Bright, The Futures Maxxd. 

if your eating i appologise, but here are some pictures of my battered and rather unsightly hairy body. 😆

In conclusion… Paintballing hurts.. A LOT… But its very worth it.. In fact, shooting people and getting shot is fucking great. I dont care that i ache and am bruised all over. Bangin!

Ill blog properly later..