I am not claiming to know anything about politics by writing this blog. Most of what i say in this blog will probably be wrong.
After being picked up from the dreaded twilight spanish lesson I got into the car and like usual the radio was on (no im not going to go into 'shite music' like matt, this was LBC - they dont play music) and they were discussing Darling's (i will restrain from taking the piss out of his name and his lovely eyebrows) new budget to save us all from Britains new favourite cereal - Credit Crunch, although in the last few weeks it seems to have been rebranded as recession. Personaly i don't think it has the same kind of ring to it.
To start with it sounds pretty good, they're going to drop V.A.T to 15%. Wooohooo!! We can all now theoreticaly go out and buy things for a much cheaper price! But wait!! Before you all abandon your computers and go rushing out to your nearest shop listen to this.... What Mr Darling said very quietly was that he 'hopes' that shops will pass on this V.A.T cut to us the consumers. Now, can you see Tescos, who are obviously on some mission to take over the world along with Starbucks - forget a nucleur World War 3 between the USA and Russia, it will be WW3 - Tescos v. Starbucks. But anyway, can you see Tescos dropping their prices by a couple of pence just because Mr Darling 'hopes' they will? Of course not!!
And just incase you still feel inclined to drive to your local shop to see if they have been kind enough to please Darling and recalculate the price, remember that the extra duty Darling has put on the fuel for your car will completely outweigh any saving that you wont make from the product that hasnt even had its V.A.T reduced.
Monday, 24 November 2008
Thursday, 13 November 2008
Obnoxious Hooded Youths
Matt wrote a blog about 'Shite Music' a.k.a 'Chav Music' and Juliet wrote one about 'Year Sevens' a.k.a 'The Year Seven Chavs'. So I thought i'd complete the set and write about 'Obnoxious Hooded Youths' a.k.a 'Chavs' so Here we go....
I thought I'd begin with the always accurate Wikipedia's 'definition' of a Chav;
Chav, Chava or Charva is a derogatory term applied to certain young people in Great Britain. The stereotypical view of a chav is a white agressive teen or young adult, of working class background, who wears branded sports and casual clothing (baseball caps are also common). Often fights and engages in petty criminality and are often assumed to be unemployed or in a low paid job.
I think that probably sums the group up pretty well. I could just end this blog there, but since the more evidence that is put forward, the sooner biologists will finaly declare chavs as a seperate species to humans, i think i shall continue. So I'm going to write about some of my own experiences with these things.
The first thing you need to know is that within the Chav species. Actualy i'm going to rewrite that i don't think that there name warrants a capital letter. The first thing you need to know is that within the chav species there are two variations - you have the chavs who think their 'ard and the chavs that are actualy 'bare hard'. The chavs who think their hard are harmless and you can have fun taking the piss of them, the other group? - best avoid them unless you have a death wish. Therefore I will focus on the first group.
The thing that amuses me about these individuals (actually they can't really be refered to as individuals - same hair cut (shaved), same voice, same attitude and same bag - yes they do all have the exact same Nike bag) but anyway, there stupidity means that you can offend them without them even realising or understanding what your saying. As long as you say something above the level of 'your mum' or 'wanker' or 'dick'ed' you might aswell be speaking a different language to them.
The second funny thing about them is that they think they are so 'hard' when they just aren't and never will be. They'll 'give it large' but when it comes to it they'll leave it to there mates to finish (who are of course equally pathetic and do nothing), merely walk off with a final 'wanker' under their breath or if they're feeling extra brave they may even push each other into you!! Oh how much that hurt me - i think not.
Finaly i find it immensely entertaining is the fact that whenever they run out of slightly original insults (which is generaly very fast) they will always resort back to 'emo' or 'grunger' or the like. How do you respond to this? Do you waste your own intelligence on thinking of a witty insult which they will not understand and almost definitely once again respond with 'go slit your wrists you emo'? I have done so many times and got to the point of giving up. So i decided to respond to a familiar call of 'emo' from a chav simply by calling back 'chav' and i was very suprised at the answer i got;
'ohhh my god! did you just call me and my cousin chavs?!'
'ermm yeah... did you just call me an emo?'
'ohhhh myy god! i can't believe you said that to us, you're more of a chav than us your just emo, grunger, chav, fakes.'
(Remembering that conversation also made me realise another thing about chavs, they begin every sentence with and 'oh my god' normaly making the words of it longer each sentence...)
But anyway, am i alone in thinking that calling the same person a grunger and a chav, makes absolutely no sense? Maybe this is an insight into how a chav's brain works, yet more proof that they are a seperate species.
It really is only a matter of time untill these obnoxious hooded youths are classified as a seperate species.
I thought I'd begin with the always accurate Wikipedia's 'definition' of a Chav;
Chav, Chava or Charva is a derogatory term applied to certain young people in Great Britain. The stereotypical view of a chav is a white agressive teen or young adult, of working class background, who wears branded sports and casual clothing (baseball caps are also common). Often fights and engages in petty criminality and are often assumed to be unemployed or in a low paid job.
I think that probably sums the group up pretty well. I could just end this blog there, but since the more evidence that is put forward, the sooner biologists will finaly declare chavs as a seperate species to humans, i think i shall continue. So I'm going to write about some of my own experiences with these things.
The first thing you need to know is that within the Chav species. Actualy i'm going to rewrite that i don't think that there name warrants a capital letter. The first thing you need to know is that within the chav species there are two variations - you have the chavs who think their 'ard and the chavs that are actualy 'bare hard'. The chavs who think their hard are harmless and you can have fun taking the piss of them, the other group? - best avoid them unless you have a death wish. Therefore I will focus on the first group.
The thing that amuses me about these individuals (actually they can't really be refered to as individuals - same hair cut (shaved), same voice, same attitude and same bag - yes they do all have the exact same Nike bag) but anyway, there stupidity means that you can offend them without them even realising or understanding what your saying. As long as you say something above the level of 'your mum' or 'wanker' or 'dick'ed' you might aswell be speaking a different language to them.
The second funny thing about them is that they think they are so 'hard' when they just aren't and never will be. They'll 'give it large' but when it comes to it they'll leave it to there mates to finish (who are of course equally pathetic and do nothing), merely walk off with a final 'wanker' under their breath or if they're feeling extra brave they may even push each other into you!! Oh how much that hurt me - i think not.
Finaly i find it immensely entertaining is the fact that whenever they run out of slightly original insults (which is generaly very fast) they will always resort back to 'emo' or 'grunger' or the like. How do you respond to this? Do you waste your own intelligence on thinking of a witty insult which they will not understand and almost definitely once again respond with 'go slit your wrists you emo'? I have done so many times and got to the point of giving up. So i decided to respond to a familiar call of 'emo' from a chav simply by calling back 'chav' and i was very suprised at the answer i got;
'ohhh my god! did you just call me and my cousin chavs?!'
'ermm yeah... did you just call me an emo?'
'ohhhh myy god! i can't believe you said that to us, you're more of a chav than us your just emo, grunger, chav, fakes.'
(Remembering that conversation also made me realise another thing about chavs, they begin every sentence with and 'oh my god' normaly making the words of it longer each sentence...)
But anyway, am i alone in thinking that calling the same person a grunger and a chav, makes absolutely no sense? Maybe this is an insight into how a chav's brain works, yet more proof that they are a seperate species.
It really is only a matter of time untill these obnoxious hooded youths are classified as a seperate species.
Monday, 10 November 2008
What is the point of RS?
Okay i have now joined the band wagon after being told i should start a blog and out of pure boredem and an excuse to stop learning french for a bit. I'm not writing this blog to entertain people like Matt so it won't be as funny or entertaining as Matt's, infact it will probably be very boring but Here we go....
Sitting in RS today bored out of my mind i wondered why the hell me and 30 other teenagers were being forced to sit in a classroom being taught about a subject that i would say at least 90% of the class see absolutely no point in. Okay if people like the subject and want to study it let them chose it for themselves and enjoy it.
The other compulsary subjects, english, maths and science can at least be slightly useful in your day to day life but i'm sure that nobody will ever need to know what Islam says about abortion. If that ever comes up in any situation other than an RS lesson or exam let me know and I'll give you something - Maybe a badge that says 'I Love RS' or something else as pointless as the subject is.
And there is my first blog, your probably all as bored as i was in that lesson but its cured my boredem for a bit so I'm happy... Now back to learning french Fun.
Sitting in RS today bored out of my mind i wondered why the hell me and 30 other teenagers were being forced to sit in a classroom being taught about a subject that i would say at least 90% of the class see absolutely no point in. Okay if people like the subject and want to study it let them chose it for themselves and enjoy it.
The other compulsary subjects, english, maths and science can at least be slightly useful in your day to day life but i'm sure that nobody will ever need to know what Islam says about abortion. If that ever comes up in any situation other than an RS lesson or exam let me know and I'll give you something - Maybe a badge that says 'I Love RS' or something else as pointless as the subject is.
And there is my first blog, your probably all as bored as i was in that lesson but its cured my boredem for a bit so I'm happy... Now back to learning french Fun.
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