Nothing Irregular

Hello, I'm just here writing my weekly regular blog.

So I don't write regularly? Big surprise, I do nothing. But in my time away, I broke a record.

People internationally know I exist! I'm excluding the UK, because that's normally me. But I'll add one though for me. SO five people know I'm alive somewhere! That's incredible! AND by the way if you didn't check your fake calendars, my birthday was a few days ago! I got a switch because I earned a penny from doing this blog (JK). It was a great present, and I already have a national record on MarioKart. I play it too much. So, my 2017-18 summary:

- Did WS2017 world Scout camp. Quit after - scout's honour!
- Enjoyed the rest of my hols.
- Went back to school - bored.
- Did nothing.
- Went to the IOW with school mates.
- Did the November maths challenge. Got a gold.
- A little more nothing.
- CHRISTMAS!
- HAPPY NEW YEAR!
- Got a skateboard - survived.
- My birthday (Jan 24), I got cool presents.
- Went on holiday to the Jurassic Coast. Climbed a massive hill.
- Sitting in a dark room writing useless accounts of my year.

S U M M A R I S E D 

At double-you-ess (figure it out) I rode a gyroscope (a round, spinning death machine- very fun - sick bags by the stand) and a swing that seriously broke health and safety violations. It was basically a wooden swing, strapped to a rope, 5 metres up, without a harness. I was like 'sign me up, this sounds like the perfect suicide mission for me!'. About IOW - best thing ever. There was another death machine there as well. We went to an adventure resort, and there was a thing called a giant swing. I felt sick.

So your 'teammates' haul you up by the rope that supports your life expectancy to the top of those poles, you snap a small bit of twine that keeps your limbs intact, then you drop with the feeling of falling from a 10 metre tall building (actual hight, btw). But it's not over yet. You are scooped up by some sort of magical force. It's still not finished. Your legs swing up to a 110 degree angle (well, at least mine did) And are thrown back by force. And you just ricochet back and forth until you get to the medical team. My mum always told me I was good at exaggeration. BTW, I gave up with the drawing, because I don't own paper. JK. And they make you do it with a friend and twice. Seeing I have a fear of heights, to put it into context, it's like being thrown into a spider pit. Lucas the Spider? Don't think of that, it soothes your empathy. Haha. 

 Anyone here ever been addicted to reading? Didn't think so. It's brilliant! You can lock yourself out of all humanity, binge my three blog posts, etc. I suggest you read Alex Rider. It's a great teen spy thriller (I bought the whole set!).

 I'm definitely not sponsored by one of my five viewers. Ahem, anyway. 

'Talk about more, Thamothy!'

'Really?'

'Yeah, I enjoy hearing about your irregular, lowly life!'

'*blushes* Thanks, 1/5th of my entire viewing population'!'

'I'll talk about my holiday then. Cue the internet usage device!'

I don’t talk to myself.

So right now I’m on holiday (a-fricking-gain) in the same house. And it rained as  well. De ja vu. Heh! I’m learning french at the moment. Salut, mon blog eat uckers. Heidi might be going to Friendsfest (and I’m not). No, I am not crying. At my holiday home, it’s raining like monsoon season. And the palm trees are deceiving too. I can’t take pictures on my phone, so you don’t know how rubbish our weather is. Looking at you, America-ball. So all I have is Legend of Zelda and FaceTime.

So I hope this boosts how many people know I exist. Thank you and good morning and good afternoon and good evening and good night. (I’m hoping to go global, so I’m reaching out to your timelines).

Bye, Thom.