Review of 2004

Well, with the year just about to finish, it seems the almost perfect time to write a review of the year. So here it goes:

JANUARY 2004

The year starts in Ashley's bedroom. Oh yes. And, it even gets better at some points! Yes, the party at Ashley's was slightly dull but that was mainly becasue the alcohol dried up by about 10.30.

Football wise- we sold the bastard Scott Parker to Chelsea for 10 million pounds. He hasn't been seen since. If you have any idea of his whereabouts, please call 0800-GREEDY.

My memory is a bit hazy for January, so that is all for that month.

FEBRUARY 2004

My mind is even more hazy for this one, so much as i cant remember anything. Must have been a great month long party!

MARCH 2004

The creation of WendyWeb changes the world forever.

I go on a free trip to Chessington World of Adventures, thanks to the good people at LWT.

I also took a school trip to Stamford Bridge, where Scott Parker now warms benches, and left him a little note reminding him of that fact.

APRIL 2004

Easter break happened, and I made the most of it. By catching up on a lot of sleep.

Charlton wise- we won 1-0 up at Anfield, exactly a year to the day ater I went up there to see us lose 2-1 in the last 3 minutes. I did however go to Fulham away at Loftus Road- the worst ground in the Premiership, and we lost 2 -bloody- 0.

MAY 2004

The GCSE exams started- the exams which shaped the rest of my life untill when I started 6th form.

Charlton finished their season 7th in the league, very nice.

And I spent the first Saturday of the half term in that month if a voyage to the Millenium Stadium, Cardiff to see the play off final between Palarse and West 'Am, which was the day my love affair with Franz Ferdinand started, after listening the album for the whole day. I had to queue 4 hours on the previous Monday to get my ticket by the way.

JUNE 2004

Finished the GCSE exams and started the anxious wait untill the results, with a massive Summer Holiday.

Euro 2004, and watching at least game a day. Half the England games ended in the bitter disapointment of defeat. The other half we won. Greece won the whole thing though, which was quite a shock.

I post the greatest joke that this site has seen in this month, the one about Uncle Marvo, the master of lightning wit, backchat and repartee.

JULY 2004

The continuation of my very long summer holiday.

I spent the last week of this month in France- in a gypsy style camp. Needless to say, this wasn't my idea of a good holiday. Surounded by French people who think they are better than me because this is their shitty CUNTry. Wankers.

AUGUST 2004

Was at Tolmers Scout Camp for a week, helping out my former Group's leader and also joining in the activities.

The football season and Charlton lost 4-1, the won 2-1, then won 3-0, then lost 4-0. What some would call an indifferent start.

26th August was a BIG day- my 16th Birthday and also GCSE results. Celebrated at a camp in Marlow, after decent results and a nice haul of presents.

SEPTEMBER 2004

Started 6th form.

A load of shit surfaces about fox hunting and annoys me. I think it shouldn't be banned, simply because it is a way of life for the people who do it, and helps them on their little farms. The people who want it banned are sad freaks with nothing better to do than run into the Houses of Parliament. And I'm not just talking about the MPs.

OCTOBER 2004

I get and start my job at Sainsbury's Bromley, which has payed me monthly since. Im loving it.

The Hockey aka. Poofs in Shorts post creates worldwide recognition for the site. Gives me a cheap shot at that wanker Naismith aswell.

I travel up by supporters club coach to scouser land to watch Charlton lose 2-0 up at Anfield. Humbugs are in order.

NOVEMBER 2004

A month full of jokes on the site, all very funny nonetheless.

I go to White Hart Lane to see Charlton fuck Tottenham over 3-2, and get punched for my troubles. That or I walked into a wall!

That night, had the most dangerous fireworks display in our neighbours garden, where 3 or 4 fireworks fell over and fired at us. Scary and exhillarating.

DECEMBER 2004

Went on 2 film trips up London, the first reasonbly poor, the second, Garden State, much better.

Had work Christmas party- bit of laugh. More of a laugh because Charlton had jus nicked a last minute winner away to Palace, in a match where they missed a penalty and I was watching it in that pub, filled with palarse fans.

Had a pleasent Christmas.

Wrote this list.

Well, I hope you enjoyed reading a summary of my year, I'm sure I've forgotten important things, but oh well, you'll get over it.

And a good night to you all!

Merry Christmas Everybody, from everyone at WendyWeb- i.e. Me, oh, and Rocking Santa!! 

Me, with Buster - please don't discriminate just because he is black. 

A few things to get off my chest, and onto my blog.

Garden State

Went to see the above film on a film studz trip to London. We took in a lot of sites, Leicster Square, Burger King, Switzerland, St. Peter's Square (Thanks Sav...), Capital Radio and of course, many Chavs. I wonder if there is a single town or city left in our country that doesn't have its own tribe of Chavs, I very much doubt there is. Incidently, my Chav borther Josh tagged along.

Anywas, we got to the cinema, and I found may way to the Royal box, being a Prince Harry lookalike (?!), I was allowed in straight away. I was sat next to Chris "Singing Tie" Manlow, and Ashley "Singing Mouth" Watson. The film itself was excellant, some classic funny moments, including a man with balls written on his head. Anyways, as soon as the film was over, Dave, Richard and myself headed straight for Charing Cross to head home, as I had work that evening. Had it been any other day, I would have stayed up town for a Daytona Racing extravagander.
I was home just in time to go to work. Yay.....

The Last Day of School

Chavtastic! The dancing we were "treated" to was just, whats the word I'm looking for...oh yes, CHAV. Seeing a slighty butch Russian girl doing that dancing was just disturbing though.
The day as a whole was quite a laugh though. Got up, went to school in the piss rain, came home again with Dickybod, drank a bit of hot choc, went back to school in the piss rain, sat in assemebely, watched the dancing, plus was treated to seeing Ashley sing, which was actually good. Then, i erm, sort of went to prefect duty a bit..., well ok, I didn't, but it wont be a problem for 3 weeks or so , never mind, I mean, why should I stay behind when no-one else had to. So, now school is over, but not Work.......

Overtime aka Here you go Louis, have some money.......

Ok, i've got a nice 10 hour shift this Sunday, which is the start of a mammoth 26 hour week :o

Timetable

Sunday 12pm-10pm
Tuesday 4pm-10pm
Thurday 6pm-10pm
Christmas Eve 12pm-6pm

FUN FUN FUN!! Oh well, i stand to make a lot of money so woo!


Any Other Business-

New Years Eve

Hoping to do something again this year, possible party at my house, although more likely at Ashley's house, so i dont actually have to do anything.

Shopping

Going shopping tomorow, gonna get some deals, cos my nan knows these things.

Well, that was one hell of a blogathon, but ciao ciao for now.

Drinks at the Pub- 9 Pounds
Missing out on 2 hours of Working- 8 pounds 68
The Charlton Shirt I was wearing- 40 pounds

Seeing Dennis Rommedahl score in the 3rd of 2 added on minutes away to Palace, whilst sitting in a Palace Pub- PRICELESS

OH MY GOD- What an incredible game, Deano saves a penalty from AJ, Jerome Thomas skins the Palace wingers 5 or 6 times in the match, and Rommedahl scores the winner 11 seconds after the full time whistle should have blown. The 5th of December 2004- exactly 12 years after the emotional return to The Valley, we go and do over the team who shared their ground with us- the bastards. I will remeber that game forever- and I'm sure the poor girlies who jumped out of their skins when I went crazy will alos never forget, the mental tourture will become more apparent in their later years.

-----------------The Sainsbury's Christmas Party------------------------------------------------

I have to admit, I started off a bit slowly here. Having already been in the pub for 3 hours before anyone else turned up, and having been awake since 6 am, I was nodding off before 7.30. But when my good friend Luke turns up, with all the guys and girls whom I speak with but know hardly any names, i got my free Stella and i was away. The music was good, although my requests went unfullfilled, but I had a good time. i tried to have a Red Bull to wake me up, but it was 2pound fucking 20 p, total ripoff, but it helped. One Smirnoff Ice later, follwed by another pint and some "lovely" food that was stolen from work, I was well into it, speaking to everybody i hardly know. I, incidently, was the only person still in full Sainsbury's uniform, although I cunningly covered it up with a nice hoody that I own, although, in hindsight, I wish I went in what I am wearing now, my school suit, with my snazzy purple shirt and tie, I look like a white Vicor from Big Brother 5, proppa cool

Depression

Sorry that I have failed to post for the last 2+ weeks but I have found absoultely nothing interesting in my life. Which is probably what has bought on the current bout of depression that has gripped me all this afternoon. My life feels empty, without meaning- for fuck sake i've been turning to working at Sainsbury's as my one form of excitment. Someone or something is needed to complete me. I know this is an unuaslly deep post for Wendyweb, but I don't know what to do. Send in answers on a postcard to mendez194@hotmail.com.

Lenord

A strange one this one, has no respect for the feelings of others it seems. Has he successfully done the complete oppisite of James bond in Goldfinger and turned a straight girl into a Lesbian. Picture this, Paul muses over asking Jessie out, next thing we know, she is demanding more female nudity in British cinema. Has Paul put her off men forever, and does he plan to do this with every other girl in the lower sixth form, as he seems to be planning to ask all of them out before christmas. Some would say you cant blame him for trying, not me though, desperation doesn't seem like a good quality to put over to the ladies when asking them out. He might wanna play it cool like me- it might not work, but at least I have my dignity........