I am a very unhappy little Dougie today. First of all, it's sunday, and Sundays suck major ass, okay. Suck suck suck suck suck. Second, I have not had Guinness in a very long time. Third, I ate too much at the all you can eat, and am sick as hell. Fourth, I still can't talk to girls, tried and tested with proof people. I suck... I'm not going to "try" to talk to girls anymore, it's better when you can just get into conversations with them by accident, I can talk then. Oh well, people, Sundays... I wanna go to Elgin, and see how much ASDA is selling Scream 2 or 3 for (preferably Scream 3) cause I don't like part 2, 3 is nothing great, but better than 2. Ugh, I'm pretty sick of myself. I'm the kinda kid who desperately clings on to his immaturity so that I don't become one of the boring kids, each exactly the same as the other... My immaturity makes me unique, and I wanna stay unique, so I'm staying this way. ARGH my mouth is full of dog hairs, eugh, my dog decided he wants to be all cuddling in tonight, and Im covered in dog hair... I stink of dog too... shower... my dog rules though. Night of The Living Dead (original) is on tonight, I think I'll watch it. I wanna see all of them, Night Of The Living Dead, Dawn Of The Dead and Day Of The Dead... Then the remakes... NOTLD, and despite the bad reviews, Dawn Of The Dead... hey, is the remake of Dawn a sequel to the remake of NOTLD... hmm? Theres like ten years between them... Different kinda zombies too... -Dougs.