Day Zero.

I hate Sunday. No, I really despise/loathe/dislike (you get the idea...) Sunday.

Whether is be the fact that my social life suddenly grinds to a halt, I'm forced to eat this thing they call food*, it almost always rains on this one day of the week and most importantly, I have an entire week of school to look forward to, oh joy.

Well, most of my life pretty much feels like a Sunday, expect for the rare occasion in which *gasp* something interesting occurs; the majority of my life has been me endlessly trudging through a week of school followed by an uneventful weekend. I plan to change that.

AND SO THIS BLOG HAS BEEN CREATED.

Well, that sounded a lot better in my head that it probably will in yours. I had a burly man with a gruff voice and a nice curly mustache saying it, honest.

Now, down to the gritty details.

a) I'll be using this blog to tell any interesting stories that I have or to inform you of  any unusual shenanigans that break the monotony of the average day.

b) Hopefully it will allow me to get some thing off my chest.

c) If I actually end up doing anything meaningful I can look back on this post and say "fuck yeah" to myself.

Unfortunately, that's all I have to say for today, I know I'm insanely interesting but I swear that I'll update this as soon as possible.

Goodbye, Tally ho, Farvel, Au revoir, Tschüss, Ciao, さようなら.... aaaaand that's all I can name off the top of my head. 

* For those of you who are not British or just don't have a clue on what I'm rambling about, I'm talking about Sunday dinner or Sunday roast. I HATE it.