I'm back! Good luck trying to keep me away, it just ain't gonna work.

Knowing me though, I'll probably log-in in about, ooooooh lets say another month.

I had actually forgotten about DA. It kinda slipped my mind, you know how things do that, right? Am I the only one?

Anyhoo, I have just basically created my future, I have chosen my GCSE options. If you're interested, I'm doing Triple Science, French & German, History and, of course, Art.

I feel I have left my choices wide open. I really am not sure what I want to be, and knowing my luck, it will take a long time to figure that out.

So....yeah.

I'm digging my way
I'm digging my way to something
I'm digging my way to something better
I'm pushing to stay
I'm pushing to stay with something
I'm pushing to stay with something better, oooh, oooh

I'm sowing the seeds
I'm sowing the seeds I've taken
I'm sowing the seeds I take for granted
This thorn in my side
This thorn in my side is from the tree
This thorn in my side is from the tree I've planted
It tears me and I bleed, yeah... and I bleed, yeah yeah

Caught under wheels' roll
I take the leech, I'm bleeding me
Can't stop to save my soul
I take the leash that's leading me
I'm bleeding me... oh, uh I can't take it!
Caught under wheels' roll
Oh, the bleeding of me, yeah
...of me, yeah... the bleeding of me

Caught under wheels' roll
I take the leech, I'm bleeding me
Can't stop to save my soul
I take the leash that's leading me
I'm bleeding me... oh oh, I can't take it!
Caught under wheels' roll
Oh, the bleeding of me...
Oh, the bleeding of me

I am the beast that feeds the feast
I am the blood, I am release
Come make me pure, bleed me a cure
I'm caught, I'm caught, I'm caught under

Caught under wheels' roll
I take that leech, I'm bleeding me
Can't stop to save my soul
I take the leash that's leading me
I'm bleeding me... oh, I can't take it!
I can't take it, I can't take it!
Oh,oh the bleeding of me...

I'm digging my way
I'm digging my way to something
I'm digging my way to something better
I'm pushing to stay
I'm pushing to stay with something
I'm pushing to stay with something better
With something better...

Stapled shut, inside an outside world and I'm
Sealed in tight, bizarre but right at home
Claustrophobic, closing in and I'm
Catastrophic, not again
I'm smeared across the page, and doused in gasoline
I wear you like a stain, yet I'm the one who's obscene
Catch me up on all your sordid little insurrections,
I've got no time to lose, and I'm just caught up in all the cattle

Fray the strings
Throw the shapes
Hold your breath
Listen!

I am a world before I am a man
I was a creature before I could stand
I will remember before I forget
BEFORE I FORGET THAT!

I am a world before I am a man
I was a creature before I could stand
I will remember before I forget
BEFORE I FORGET THAT!

I'm ripped across the ditch, and settled in the dirt and I'm
I wear you like a stitch, yet I'm the one who's hurt
Pay attention to your twisted little indiscretions
I've got no right to win, I'm just caught up all the battles

Locked in clutch
Pushed in place
Hold your breath
Listen!

I am a world before I am a man
I was a creature before I could stand
I will remember before I forget
BEFORE I FORGET THAT!

I am a world before I am a man
I was a creature before I could stand
I will remember before I forget
BEFORE I FORGET THAT!

My end
It justifies my means
All I ever do is delay
My every attempt to evade
The end of the road and my end
It justifies my means
All I ever do is delay
My every attempt to evade
THE END OF THE ROAD!

I am a world before I am a man
I was a creature before I could stand
I will remember before I forget
BEFORE I FORGET THAT!

I am a world before I am a man
I was a creature before I could stand
I will remember before I forget
BEFORE I FORGET THAT!

I am a world before I am a man
I was a creature before I could stand
I will remember before I forget
BEFORE I FORGET THAT!

I've just finished Year 8. For the last 2 weeks of school I will be Year 9. Pretty cool, huh!?

TBH, this year flew by.

Oh, and this is my 10th journal, so a bit of a milestone if you ask me!

Rugby's started again, which is good!

For all you Yanks, Year 9 is Ninth Grade.

I think.

Oh BTW check this...

SO FUNNY!