day 11, Mother fuckers fuckin' return and can go fuck emself

Basically, the title is speaking for its fuckin' self. but let me leave you with an awesome Quote I just said.

"I'm ment fucking problem, not fucking fuck.
Man I say fuck allot don't I?
Fuck me."

Anyway, the above image prity much fuckin' sums it up.
Don't go sayin shit was all my fault, when quite mother fuckin clearly, it was your fuckin' own.
How? may you fuckin' well ask.
I'll fuckin' well tell you fuckin well how.
Firstly tell us something the night before, not directly mind ya, isn't going to propperly inform someone of the events or activites of the next day ahead. If you have a fuckin' plan, that is properly planned out to the time and fuckin' minute, that you let us fuckin' well know about before-fuckin'-hand. then fair play, will follow that shit. but just in general saying. tomorrow were doing this. then not telling us anything about it, what time, where you are, where your going to be. Ent me who let anyone fuckin' well down is it?
Think about it, "You now means I for a moment but you know that way" You're sitting about chillin' out, waiting for someone, no response, been 2 hours, ask people you seen so-and-fuckin'-well-so.
nah not seem em.
humm, someone else, yo you seen so-and-mother-fuckin'-so?
Nah sorry man not all day.
well dont looks like there fuckin' well here then dose it? cant find em, cant see em, cant text or whatever em. off on the merri-fuckin-go round I mother fuckinly well go.

Then suddenly while on the merry-fuckin'-go-round.
we gotto do this shit man where are you.
I'm leaving, on me way out, ships set sail.
blablabla-bitchbitchbitch-blabla shut up.
You really let me down

Did I fuckin' now? heres an idea, Fuck off, Shut the Fuck up, and stop blaming shit on others. also dont fuckin' well shit on me mother fucker, Fuck you.

Anyway, I have something to say but the below images says it all.

what do you think of this obama?

Same mother fucker.

In other new's I should have an audition on this monday for a band. If I get the gig, i'll tell ya about it. If I don't then well, fair play still I had an audition mother fuckers :D

Heading bowling later, fuckin' ayy. could do with more beer but who fuckin' well dosent.

think will leave it as that for today.

so...

Have a nice day.

     Will.

Day 10

Right

Firstly

This is how I see the world ending if I had anything to do with it. Just without the apology because it would be piss funny, and i have an idea who the girl would be n all :P

Anyway thats that, interesting morning woke up whey naturally. Anyway.
That mother fuckin' beep n the mother fuckin' bus is its mother fuckinly fuckin' piss a-fuckin'-noying man. The water levels low, goes fills it up.
15 fuckin' seconds it took for the beep to go off again
5 quid reward if you fide out whats wrong with it.
man go fuckin' postal way befuckin'fore that.

Man its weird though, because its the same beep as the one that means the emergency exit is open so i'm sittin there thinkin.
ent that a bit dangours man, you know fire exit not bein secure and shit?
man different beeps man, simple idea.

So get to college "only 7 casualties of goin fuckin' homicidal"
Actually i did almost hit the chinese kid in the face. If ya readin this, which i doubt then my bad. but then the bus driver did say he was japanese once... but then that would be weird man.
So what type of asian are you japanese? chinese? Vietnamese?... Swiss
Anyway accidents happen people get offended and gotta learn theres a thing called jokes.

Anyway swiftly moving on to closer to the now, got home from college went to me grans to move some furniture and stuff, was quite interesting man thinkin', man move that shit everyday for a while, be like arney in no time.

So home again now after the moving of heavy shit then goin to Rachels, was nice watched Rohd gilberd the man with the flaming batenburg tattoo. piss funny check it out.
Chinese food metal, gotta have that shit.

Tired as shit man, chillin Sons of anarchy night so rock that shit G.

Ya gotta have that.
Anyway, anyone seen A Serbian Film? not a serbian film in general  I mean that actual film called A Serbian Film... good title just like The Who, adds to the confusion man. Badass gotta have Keith Moon
Anyway

"Something whitty"
    Will

I think day 9, fair play.

Good morning ish people.
So up early ish writing a script man idea just came to us "Poker related humm". Anyway when I get the story down and shit i'll throw you a hint and shit got a few parts in there that need done, Such as background poker players as extra's.
But anyway bust on the P.O.D and stuff man, also writing up some notes and shit gotta get ya Propp's Trodadov and Barths.
Yes at 7 in the morning. Man whetabix must kick in propper quick, speakin of that could do with a fuckin epic now. Anyway the song below represents the over all feel and theme of the thing i'm writing in the beginning then you know it gets better for the guy so kickass killer didn't fuckin see that one comin. Dont know what songs then but i'll think of something, it may even be episodic. "Mother fucker"

And ya gotta have some Exodus as well man.

Anyway thats this morning's chapter, off to college soon so will tell ya what bullshit and happy fuckin' wonders unfolds.

Fuckin' pickle bitch.

Ok I gotta ask this shit. Why the fuck, do people use there Iphones as mirrors, like the camera thing? just seems fuckin weird man, dude do the Will standard, manIi look good.Tthen leave it as that. Walk about with ya nob casuly hangin out whatever, man. Mother fuckers.

I got me job role for this short film project, turns out i'm sound "Most likely holding the boom" and we have to keep a diary of what were doing to prepair for it... weight lift? And also we need a mood board... I can only think of this image.

Everyday, Mother Fucker.

Also ya gotta figure out who people are, or have a slight incling into how they are. Because when you say.

Who's this person?...

There right infrount of you...

Well thats always good, still do ya really need to know some people? I mean its nice n all but do you really need to know the jerk off's? they may think there inportant but you know who needs them really.

Gotta have stake anyway man.

shit fuckin tired man a beer would go nice right about now, gotta have one to wake up a wee bit.

So anyway for lunch chips metal best place in stratford, then beer had the time may as well.

i had shit  wanted to say but cant remember.

But you know ya bus drivers shit when he goes

Do i just turn left into the station?...

Anyway, we chose our script today on the short film were doing. And had a subtle hint that the director "Liam" wanted me to act in it. its about a homeless bloke who gets arrested for indecent exposure then goes to a homeless placement scheme or something. So anyway the conversation went like this.

They wear white T-shirts and jeans in jail right?

Yeah sure like in OZ "Watch oz its amazing, Welcome to emerald city"

... You got a white t-shirt and jeans don't ya will?

Hint or what man

Anyway I guess thats it, gona go make me a stake, well cook the thing not go get me my cow killer on then get it myself. Then its onto Script edit more woo.

It is actually fun that is excitement.

Also it is kickass palying this scene in the middle of a lesson on a big arse cinema screen ish man, its an awesome film Clerks 2

But anyway
GoodBye.

       Will

full week baby

So anyway I was thinking. If I don't end up like this guy on my 21st i'm going to be very disapointed in my cussens efforts. And also sister's effort's. and pretty much anyone who knows its me 21st :P

"It's 6th months away, we got time to plan it :P"

You know you'll love to see it aswell. And still be in college could get a pro camera aswell to film it.

So, Hello, its been a week since I started doin' this so ya best fuckin' like it cus its still goin'. I gotta say though, one of the best things in the world is, and has to be. The good old, hefty mornin' fuckin' shit man. And piss gotta have the mornin' piss aswell. "Both occurrences happen as separate times"
Anyway as you may know or gathered possible, its poker day mother fucker's. but got about 10 N alf hours ta wait about. but essay to do so may as well get that shit rockin. Right after i finish roadrunner united making of drumming and jammin'.

Yeah I agree with this. But a beating helps too.

Man this essays coming along metaly man but i gotta say concentrating a mother fucker. Got the tunes on you now rockin that shit. On random naturally, so suddenly def leppard comes on, when love and hate colide... man that shits depressin', skip that shit

Celtic frost dying god coming into human flesh... yeah thats about right. crack it.

Gotta rock the king diamond as well man, Abigail. thats one fuck awesome album man.

And the "Them" album, thats fuckin' badass aswell, get the rock on man.

Boom mother fuckers, got the essay done, it only took me a few hours and contained a slight FUCK YOU at the end. similer to this.

Awesome film you should watch it, The Breakfast Club, just done the analysis on it really good film, which character do you feel represents you most?

Brian        The Geek

Clare        The Princess

Allison     The Basket Case

Andrew   The Jock

Bender     The Rebel

Anyway thats enough for the day, time for the walking dead then chillin' then poker later on, will tell ya how it goes. And I gotta win because christmas soon and gotta get that money shit to by people shit. Other wise they just get the usually you know, Disapointment.

Peace

     Will

Day 7, yup still goin'

So anyway most of you reading this are thinking.
Hey Will, you have grammar issues and shit, why is that? Well here you go I hope this helps.

Did it not help? fair enough I just liked the pictures and though i'll share them with you. Because i'm a nice person like that. Mother fucker's.
Anyway back to the start.

Hello people hows shit.
So its 2 in the fuckin' mornin, you know when you wake up and can't sleep. thats a mother fucker. Anyway have a little jam and shit, get the kid rock on.

Anyway, done 7 reviews yesterday some really good short film's coming up, don't have to do many for a while as I got the next 5 blogs lined up but you know that ent gona be the last.
The best one I watched gotta be Happy Duckling you gotta watch it.

See its a good film init, such a day brightener and shit. anyway gona jam some stuff.
On the old Gibson Corvus guitar 29 years old metal.
Its killer

And an update on the weather.

Swiftly moving on, got a nice day planned heading to me grans house to dismantle a trailer, should be interesting gotta love breaking things down man interesting shit. You know later on in this its just gona go at some point. Fuck me man that was deadly. Or some shit.

Gotta have the Shania Twain man. then blood red sandman... good thing I ent have ta sleep or anything.
How come they can get away with it?

Liverpool

So its now morning and shit, time for the shit then bacon I suppose.
...
Well that was interesting  not once while doing the manual tasks or heavy ish lifting did I end up injured. but when i'm given a bottle opener it then decides to stab us... That shits evil man.

And, fuck that shit.
Fuck what shit Will?
Let me fuckin' well tell you
Go on then
Hey shut up

So were "me n steve" about to leave the house right.

You taking the cactus?
Yeah go on then its goin in the porch.

Hold on, Fuck that.

Why?

cus cars full that shits gona have ta end up on my lap, And when that happens you know this is gona be the day you crash and i get face, body dicky bow "I found a dicky bow that shits badass i work it" and shlong get cactus. And car crash all up in it.

Ok lets see if it fits in the boot.

Fuck for that.

But anyway was good man cleared stuff out, broke down an old trailer and learned how to do a liverpool standard on tyres, you know. Only know how to take em off.

Fuck yeah.

       Will

Also, pot noodle sandwiches man, fuck awesome.

And rhod filbert stand up, also equily awesome.

And i uploaded this a little edit thing with effects we did at college, enjoy that shit man.

Boom.
        Will.

Day 6, Recovery

Ok, I have a hang over.
dose anyone know waht a hangover is?
It means your drunk.
No. It means I was drunk, yesterday.

anyway to sum up last night heres a song

>

So anyway spent most the day chillin' out you know bed it recover and shit. chucking up every now and then and it looks like piss its rather strange. "Bet your happy I dont have a camera, Pictures" anyway.
Fuck me.

Remind me to remind shannon to read this tomorrow. Bood blog.

Let me tell you about shannon. She's about yay high, coments on me drinking and is on me course. Were rockin a radio show soon called Radioworld. gona be awesome check it. and about it really. Shes small.
And when I was asked by Rachel "Who do you think you are?
She filled in and said He thinks he is William George Benedict Stokes, complete fan of beer & stupidity
Which is prity true, yet my answer is useualy I'm me baby
Which means the same thing.

Anyway let me tell you about Rachel. Rachel is my girlfriend and stuff. about it really what else do you need to know you nosey fuckers. Anyway if anything i think this sums it up



I cant really be arsed to say any more I feel like shit.
Fuck me.
      Will.

Anyway an update.
I managed to recover and chill enough to get my short film review done and uploaded.
http://shortfilmsrus.blogspot.co.uk/2012/11/short-film-vol-7-last-human.html
check it out.
And side note, Rachel is annoyed because I havent mention much about her so i'm told I should put down that she is,
Nice
Lovely
You know all that shit.

Day 5. Yay its fuckin friday

In the wize words of Garth "Waynes World, if you ent seen it then i ahve no idea what you are doing with your life... even more"
I'm having fun.

Dude this college day ent right man, good thing got me git-fiddle "Gutiar" cus fuck all to do, first lesson was intresting did everything we needed to do by half 10 so you know, same thing in second lesson so not on.
So thats 3 n half hours to next lesson fair play whatever. so i'm chillin writing this with some Santana gotta have that man.
And a meeting at half 12 thats fun thats why i'm in the tv studio. "Was in the studio mind this is an update actually adding in the fuckin' fact about the fucking meeting"

I may have been saved by the Lovely Naomi, not alone anymore.
But anyway still chillin'.
You know what college needs? a fuckin bar.

You got a lesson next?
Fuck off who would drink before a lesson.
So yes then?
Yeah but give us the fuckin booze.

But the bartender would either be a jerk-off "it is stratford highly-likely (unless your that guy i think i know, or that one I know who works in some other bar that I ent got around to going to yet... I should really do that at some point)"
or someone who knows how ta have a laugh

Anyway, Naomi has a question.
If you went to a strip club, would you tell your girlfriend?
Answer this in the comments below people.
I think. Hey, at least he ent layin down the cable.

And now out of the fuckin' joy of all fuckin' joys "No masturbation jokes" and right into the sess "shit" pit of pure shit and a fuckin' half. 

So you know that fuckin' meeting we were fuckin' waiting for? We knew what it was going to be about, we were going to switch groups around so they were "Even" so basically group C "My group the smiler's i think" don't really need to change just bring in more from another group balance it out. but instead what happened was a pure melting pot of just lets split it all about so the shit "The people who don't work because they are shit" and the gold "People who actually do fuckin' work" together. Which forms something thats a, well really dirty looking gold. you know you don't wanna fuckin' touch that.

I have an idea, get rid of them it'll may have been a waste of their time, but fuck em they waist our time by fucking about.

Basically, its  all Fan-motherfuckin-tactic.

Fuck that.

      Will.

Re-motherfuckin-...cap
Anyway so last night bezzie supost ta come over, didn't show "Rain, would've melted" anyway. Here now what more do you fuckin well need man
Ya bezzie, Beer and killer tunes

Boom pow.
        Will.

Day 4 PT.2 "still chillin' "

whats up mother.. Nature.
yeah its still raining, probably.

Anyway so I may of mentioned that I am a drummer. And I recently stumbled across this image. (By recent i mean a few fuckin' minutes a-fuckin'-go)

Now do you know how true this is?

There are few songs that I can think of that I can bust out in a jam and others know what it is.
First to mind, Queen, Another one bites the dust.
Ozzy and Saint Rhoads, Crazy train.
        (Crazy mother-fuckin' Train)

AC/DC, Back In Black.

Jimi Hendrix, Purple Haze.

Just a strange thing man, other than a few songs fuck else we got?

Dream theaters Honor Thy Farther? (If you play the intro to that and your band joints in then fuck me man you got yourself a fuckin' keeper... I would say put a ring on it but then that could be disgusting... shit man)

Maybe Lamb Of God Redneck but gray area have to do some research (Test taking place on 8th dec)

anyway that shits weird man, us drummers gotta pull together, and you know what we have to do most of mother fuckingly fuckin' all.

TAKE, THE FUCKIN', BEATS BACK.

I'm sick to fuckin' dead of Motherfuckers saying.


Yo I made this sick beat last night
Okay, let me fuckin' guess  did you use a keyboard along with logic? and did you think of something in your head. play it into logic pro one button at a time at a slow tempo then when you had one bar you looped it then speed it up?

Well... Yeah I did something like that... I mean there were things available and I modified them a bit to form this sick beat.
So tell me mother fucker all the long mother fuckin hours you spend sitting down (best part of drumming, after bitches... "apparently") behind a drum kit practicing kickass awesome songs getting the basics down? to form new beats that are "sick"

See what i fuckin' mean?

Man get a drummer to go to a nightclub 4 piece 3 cymbal set. maybe chuck in a china for some reason could provide danceable shit for the night.

Anyway ya gotta have a mate like this at times

You know, goes with this song

I ent really said anything about to do with me. Well I got new headphones come and a drum book come surprisingly fuckin' early, I only fuckin' ordered them 2 days ago n all. Said they would be here on monday. lying mother fuckers.

About mother fuckin' it to be fair.
Havin' a chill out and shit.

Yeah thats it the fuckin' bezzie didn't show up cus of the rain. Not surprised he could of fuckin' melted in this shit.

Anyway.
(I just remembered, if ya read the first chapter of my book, leave a fuckin' message or something tell us what ya think need feedback on that shit)


Boom Pow
       Will.

Day 4, Drink day/Chapter 1

Yo.
As I may have menchened before thursdays are days where the "bezzie" come over and we chill out drink and amybe watch the new Son's of Anarchy eppisode. if you dont like it then well listen to this.



see you like that, no go fuckin' watch the show.
Anyway as its this day and i ent gona talk much here is the first chapter of my book for you to enjoy.
Boom Pow
        Will

Chapter 1

Awakening

I feel...

Nothing...

Just darkness, from within the light...

No soft touch of cloth upon my skin...

No breath upon my lip’s...

No rush of blood...

In my lifeless state....

Just nothing...

No-one...

By my side...

The slow burn, of the crimson kiss. begins to burn upon my neck. Could this really be, the one i’ve waited for, the night of my dreams finally coming to release me. Death filling my vain’s, slowly taking me over, take me with you, I am here no more.

“Fall asleep in my arm’s”

That voice

“Fall asleep in my arm’s”

It must be, the one from my dream, she’s came to free me

“Fall asleep in my arms, fall asleep in my arm’s, never to wake up every again, never to wake up every again”

Let me tell you, let me say what i need to say

“Never to wake up ever again, never to wake up ever again”

Warmth...

“Wake up ever again”

This warm feeling grows

“Ever again”

Am I

“Wake up”

Alive?

Ahh, alive and well, why dose the light have to shine so bright. And why from so far away do you have to shine through the racks of the wood right into my eyes. Hharr just remember what he taught you, say it aloud, each morning, at least once a day if not.

Shifting my weight sitting on the bed, my feet touch the coldness of the stone floor.

“Ahh another day”

Time to wake up, get the day done and gone, but first the tradition, maybe one day won’t hurt, but hey, why not. Would be worse things that could, wait a moment...

The window...

I locked this...

But how...

Could it be?. That my dream was real?

It can’t be...

But maybe...

Come on now, check the place, say the words, slowly, take in each breath.

I inhale a deep breath of morning air, specks of dust float freely, my breath and lungs become strong, time to start

“Morning comes as a surprise”

Raising to my feet, the clod stone flooring begins to burn

“To the solitary heart”

If it did happen, why me?

“This world within my mind”

Why pick me? i’m nothing special, what if? what if i’m gone?

“Did it ever exist?”

Ergh, screw it, its too early for this shit to start. I got a long day of nothing ahead of me, some meat is in order i think.

Stretching I begin to stumble forward into a slow walk, the stone tiles get colder and colder, usually there the same after the first few steps, but after that dream who knows what’s happened. 

“Ahh, whats in you today” 

Falling upon the fridge, I open to see a half full bag of meat...

“Humm, I think I had more on the Plains of Oderen”

I should probably go out for food more, a few egg’s and butter sit beside it, no matter what I think of, I just come back to hard boiled egg’s and meat...

Rubbing my eyes I think I best just get started. At least the suns nice and warm to greet me, but why its slowly burning my neck I don’t know.

In the half full sink is one frying pan, covered in yesterdays meat grease, well I think that’s what it is. oh well it’ll burn off.

The outside world beyond the window, so awake, so full of movement. Even the un-living have more of a purpose than I at this time, even the window’s. Why is this open? Why is everything different? Why is my head spinning? Why am I just seeing this now? Ahh fuck, hopefully this... this can’t be...be-a... ahh.

Collapsing on the floor, i feel the true coldness of this place, my blood slowly begins to pour. where, why, what.

“keep sleeping”

The light begings to fade

“Silence, leads to the end”

The sound of light becomes sharper

“ Fall asleep”

The cold feeling of stone, begins to turn to ash

“ Fall to sleep, im my arm’s. fall to sleep”

This is, truely the end

“Never, to wake up”

This cannot be over

“Again”

Can it?

Gasping for breath, throwing my hand to my throat. The pain burns at my frozen touch. Struggling to breath I sit upright on the bed, throwing punched on my back, chocking spitting out a slimy black fluid.

“What the hell is this”

Looking at the black fluid that smudges my hand’s and lays in a pile on the floor. I wish I was still dreaming. About to wake up again. But something tell’s me that this won’t happen again.

Just what do i do now?

My body burn’s. My touch run’s cold. My heart is slow near to stopping. my vision clear as day. My breath drawing in dust. What is going on?

Raising to my feet, the frozen stone floor begins to burn. Something truly had happened in the night. If only there was a way to know.

My head spinning, losing sight yet seeing so clearly. 

“Ahh, this is wrongfully right.”

Trying to walk, my leg’s stumble as I fall. Flat on the ground even more confused. Seeing all detail of objects, under the bed, under the shelf on the opposite side, the spiders nest, home for years. But unknown to me, still living and full of life.

How can i see this so clearly.

The floor burns my face, my arm’s my naked chest. At least im decent to sleep in my jeans. Pushing myself up, the burning fills my hands’s. 

My arms and my body. 

Why from whats so cold...

Do i burn?

“The One” surprising myself, i say a name aloud. I cannot rush to foolish conclusions yet, it’s still to early to find out. Perhaps this is because of the family of spiders living under my shelfs.

But then again i am seeing spider family’s...

Ok I know i’m seeing things.

“Erg just get me some help”

Trying to snap my brain out of thinking, I move towards the sink, throwing myself forward facing the cold metal dish... Having to stop for a moment because I usually don’t do this unless i’ve had a few Milk’s.

Slowly, I raise my right hand, towards the seemingly so gentle nozzle, of the boiling valve. Turning ever slightly, releasing the slow, magical flow of cool water.

Sighing in relief, the water begins to flow rapidly, splashing onto the cold metal of the sink. Small droplets splash upon my face.

Swilling my burning hands under the cooling water, removing all the strange black goo from my hand’s. I begin to cupping my hands to take some mouthfuls of water.

The cool washing my face, swilling my mouth, slowly sipping the cool cold sweet liquid, the burning begins to cease. Now sipping right from the spout, taking some and cleaning my face, removing the sweat and dirt.

Wiping my hands I notice a strange feeling with them. Rubbing my face I find no problem, nothing left to clean.

Slowly rubbing my neck.

“Ahh, mother f...” Tensing my body, slowly twitching back into movement.

Slowly bringing myself to relaxing. 

I look at my hands again. seeing the unmistakable red substance...

My own blood

My eyes open once more. This time knowing the misfortune of the last sequence of events, to be true. My cheek pressed softly against the freezing stone floor. Feeling dazed, I sling my arm upwards toward trying to push myself to my feet. looking at my arm’s I see the gray dryness and cracks of stone in my skin.

I have no idea whats happening to me. I just know it needs to end. Slowly raising to my knee’s my head spins... My vision continues to mess with my mind. Seeing nothing yet everything. Cutting out in different area’s, like the old war instructional programs.

One thing I see sticks out and is clear to me. The skin on my arm’s, rubbing my body I feel that its all over. Hard as stone, covered in scales, thick, gray, what is this?

Finally standing at my feet I manage to stumble to the bathroom, launch myself onto the sink starring into the reflector. I see my body for the first time in what seems to be years. Covered in cracks. reminiscent to the Northern Spanish District. 

Slowly running my fingers down my neck I see the flakes move with my fingers and back into place. Seeing this I quickly begin to fill the sink with boiling water. dampening the cloth I begin in furiously rub my skin, ripping and pealing off all the seemly dead flesh, I begin to see a new fuller color in my skin. After doing this allover my body I stop to see this gray solid sections of flesh on the ground by my feet.

“What the hell has happened to me?”

Looking back at myself in the mirror I see someone thats not me. I look the same just, clean, healthy, like I’m from the thoroughbred heart of the capital sector.

Feeling stronger now I slowly wonder back into the main room.

Placing myself on the sofa I feel strange. A need for something. Only knowing that its close by. But what is it?..

Climbing out of my seat and walking off. I can only say one thing

“I gotta go see tex’s”


...


well thats the end of the chapter i hoped you liked it. and if ya did like it and want more, suggest it and stuff man otherwise you'll have to pay full price then for a signature copy.
anyway have this from SOA aswell

Day 3 people

Yo, let me tell ya about what I cooked, this shit was per-motherfuckin'-tastic man. chicken right man, cut that shit up, get the carrots and shit chop those mother fucker's, then get the leek, spring onion red pepper or whatever color fuckin' pepper, and also mushrooms gotta have them. chop all that shit up, we bit of oil in the pan and shit whack in those fuckin carrot's. let chill for a bit so they ent hard. then bust in the chicken metal "Metal means badass" that shit man cook it, when it ent visibly pink add half the leek mushrooms and other thing red pepper. then cook more till you know it ent pink on inside. then add in the rest of the shit, then at the end or near the end whack in some Soy source. piss-da-la-fuckin'-resistance, shake that shit, get a bowl of rice, bust in however much you like, then whack on in your badass chicken and shit stuff. then stir that shit then boom pow baby, thats killer eatin'.
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So thats what I ate last night, and possibly turned into shit this morning, either way, its like something jesus can do. turn food into shit.
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I had a crazy dream it was not nice, I think I saw a murder then had to go to the Rozzer's, you know as a fellow helpful human. that shits shit man. well I say I think i saw a murder, two dudes were kickin a guys head around so it may have atualy been a murder. Nice dreams.
This mornin, well last night I spent some time writing reviews for some short film's, I have 2 one for "The Last Human" the other is for Slayer's "Playing With Doll's". I posted the slayer one "Standard" you should check it out heres a link to the blog.
http://shortfilmsrus.blogspot.co.uk/2012/11/short-film-vol-6_20.html
check it out. Its plesently kickass.
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So its half way through the day and shit, all chillin in college as ya do. tired as a mother fucker, could do with a slash. Anyway been an alright ish day its pissin it down like a mother fucker, trains and busses cancled but ent nout ta do with me. weather, its a mother... nature.
So all in all we be chillin for the day and shit, did some shit on clockwork orange, had a slight review was alright. tutorial, was also alright. morrisons man, right over the fuckin road high point and shit. yet the food is slightly over price and a wee bit shit...
Can;t think of much shit else. so erm, its good. the walkin deads good. ya gotta feel bad for Hershal. but mainly for T-Dog.

So anyway i'm in college and may have ta take a fuckin boat home. fair play would be intresting, could bust out a fuckin tank aswell that would be badass.
atualy while i'm here I may aswell run though words I say and what they mean.
for Badass I also use the words.
Killer, Seller, Metal, or just give a nod.
        "I use the word metal alot"
thats basilcly it really, I say other shit but you know.
for bad situations its useualy a Jim
"For fuck sake" or the classic from Dog Soldiers "Bone"

Will leave ya with this kickass song, coming up with a set list for the upcoming radio show and we need a song that "represents you" and by you I mean me.
I didnt chose this one first it was atualy Animal because ya gotta have a laugh.
Anyway.
Boom Pow
       Will

Day 2, ish

Hello,
you should know who I am by now, if not... well, then, fair play.
anyway.
let me tell you about my poker game last night "not about an hour ago, I am not writhing this as soon as I get back in, then posting this blog later on tomorrow the... 20th of... november I think, at around 4... ish. maybe, depending what I do." we was playin, as you do in poker. the 6 of us, Mr Chris's birthday so he ent there. Also "this is going to have a post related to poker every Tuesday  because Monday is poker night... bitch. (imagine that as Jesse from breaking bad [yes i am a fan of breaking bad])"
Ahh fuck i didn't get a beer hold on.
Well that was slightly terrifying after playing The Walking Dead Epp 4 today, and also the episode I watched today. Should of watched dexter to balance it out, the big bang theory just don't do the same.
See and mother fuckers didn't let me be able to make money from this shit by not accepting me to advertise man, mother fuckin' fuckers.
Anyway err, Chris did show up just later then did a cash game, anyway so we was palyin as we fuckin' well do in poker. I lost whatever, then cash game bout hour ish later, or some time whatever "thought I was gona say some shit" so  go all in with the money I had left on me "50p", and basically, don't let ben shuffle and deal for you, that shit just ent right it weirds ya out.
I woulda win if they folded.
Also shout out to mr andy who I was playin against for 50p. he won FYI, and gave me back the 50p... not because it was in 5p's or anythin. it was towards my piggy bank "in the shape of a VW camper... but round... (i should get a camera and photo this shit)"

Yeah I don't know either.

So anyway, to tomorrow.

"also I think I may use this picture (the one above, just you know FYI, if ya didn't know, well its the only picture on here so shit me man if ya didn't know... anyway) as a (man i dont even know just go with it like me... Bitch [Jesse])"

back to tomorrow/today/whenever the fuck... its still atualy monday, I'm jsut happy to be here and don't have much to do and have much shit to do at 20 past fuckin' 11 at night... put nickelback on, I like nickelback. yeah I make the jokes, thats because there funny.

Ahh thats a mother fuckin' fucker piece of shit I gotta go on about, i'm gona leave you people in suspence n shit for a day or two till I tell you the story about the fuckin "word my mom dosent like"... "sounds like blunt but with a C and no L"

nutshell, mother fuckers need to know what a joke is, and what they are there for. a joke is a joke, the idea is to laugh, theres jokes for everyone about everyone, thats the fuckin idea, dont take it seriously. "unless hilter makes a jew joke then fair play be offended"

yeah thats the fucker, let me show you my editing stuff, this is from an exam we had recently at college, we had to film a short clip from a film "if you quess the film you win something, i just wanna see if anyone comments, even if its (oi dickhead, tell us what the fuckin film is)"

I mean shit you could even jsut copy and paste that stuff and i'll be, well still me allways a happy bastard.
Anyway back to what I was tryin to say, I'm gona rock another drum cover up soon, Nickelback Something in your mouth. don't ask why, because if you do, your probably a dirty bastard, who ent "something"... yeah i said it.
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Ok so now its the next day on Tuesday at 20 ish to 10. Nice day planned and shit you know, ordered me a drum book, "Stick Control" which contains different rudiments and patters and shit, all for improving drumming, one of the best drum books around. Will show you how it goes keep you updated may even do a video diary or something. And maybe if your lucky and I can apprehend a "studio" space would record a video lesson about it or something. "yeah, thats what everyone want's, a lesson, from me."
"Well that is if you ask I would say nicely just ask, its nice to be wanted isn't it, so just ask, then that would make me happy... because I would feel wanted and needed... man i should be scottish."
like I said i'm a helpful bastard at time's, usually telling people helpful information after they've done the thing they needed help with, just as a dick move you know. It would of made it so much eiser for them but you know. Its a laugh init.
Other than that stuff cant think of much other shit that i'll get up to today... maybe drum anyways get a rockin on, run through the set a few time's. Can't be arsed for a wank but you know early day's. may write something you know get chapter two of my "vampires not gay no more" book done. Quite interesting story i'll put up the first chapter tomorrow or something  actually thursdays because thursdays are the fuckin' drinkin' days. Well every day is but this one is with the, err i think it's spelled "bezzie", in other words best mate.
anyway i'm gona go before I make this a shit long epic piece of reading.
"I spelled piece wrong, spell checked and epic was on there, and you know that this shit is epic. comment if you agree, then I know that i have people reading this shit, or someone who made it this far, anyway"

Well its pissin' it down so erm,

I'm singin' in the rain.
Boom Pow
         Will

The Introduction

Hello there my, I say fello, and say people, so err,
Start over.
Whatsup.
there we go thats a good start, Anyway moving on from the greeting or whatever.

I am Will, also sometiems called, William, or if in trouble or when you fucked up and someone jsut found out about it, William G.B Stokes "they dont say G.B they say the atualy name's, jsut im not telling you them, because its a mystery, yeah, mysterious arn't I" and you know your in the shit when that happens and you just go right either Attention, or jump out the fuckin' window.
So thats me Will, I am currently Drummer in the Dark Melodic Band, Winter Storm. check us out were "something witty to be added soon". I am also a guitar player, not in a band as guitarist but i'm rocking that stuff and writing song's and things so you know, its a start. I also write lyrics if you wish i could post some if enough people bother me about it.
Out of the music world I am a student studying BETC XD media at Stratford-upon-avon college. why its XD I don't know it was changed 2 years ago, before it was the ND which makes sence as its the "National Diploma" where now its "extended Diploma". And every time I type it just think like i'm putting the face XD.
See what I mean?
Anyway, I write scripts, this blog, i'm an editor, and other stuff, "useful" source of "information". I am also currently writing a Book which is basically bring vampires back from the gay, prity much, in a nutshell, its guy searched for the girl of his dreams, then has to killer her, but there's a twist in it so yeah, beat this one sharlamain.
Fine i'll upload the first chapter of that too.
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I'm slightly sure I do other stuff as well but who knows I don't. so anyway i'm writing or starting this blog to have a slight insite of what i do on a day to day basic and stuff. "quite a long side note, those who know me, are going to be very shocked to see the lack of swearing, so those who don't know me and are reading this, i swear more than mike strutter, and if you don't know who he is, then your must be french"



So anyway I forgot what I was going on about and this may happen a bit so shit may seem over the place, as you can see, the swearing is slightly back to normal.
I have a slight plan to update this every day or few days or whatever, be interesting check it out stick with it and i'll tell ya what i do on these days or whatever  oh whats that, what are you doing today oh wise and awesome master Will? well let me fuckin' indulge you, going to game, getting me some point's, then getting me episode 4 of the walkin dead, then playing that for 2 hours then maybe a wank alter in the day who knows yet. oh yeah then poker in the evening if it is monday today.

Over all, i think this was a prity good start, so anyway, this is me signing off. or some shit.
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"a nice thing to say at the end of a blog that is witty and a badass catchphrase"
          Will