Shit.

My sick cool new phone broke earlier this morning, so i went to the o2 shop and demanded a refund, i had my flamethrower if anything kicked off. Luckily the o2 shop were very good and supplied me with another shit phone. I now have no numbers which is great, i now have at least 6 numbers now. Living the dream.

I haven't done anything mildly interesting in a longtime which is great, the only thing that was half mildly interesting was going to zizzis with ma mom n bro and having a delicious pizza.