Sorry I haven't updated for a couple of days, my imaginary readers, but there hasn't been much to tell. Still pretty sick, still pretty bored. Watched a lot of Youtube vids-including Marble Hornets, which admittedly creeped me out a little, particularly after reading a couple of the blogs. I know MH is staged, but a lot of these blogs seem pretty legit-anyone know what's up with those? Anyway, I'm getting sich of the house. We moved here a couple of years ago, and it's huge. It's also creepy as fuck, especially after watching a few Slendervids. Place attracts shadows, I swear...
~Will
Thursday, 8 December 2011
Monday, 5 December 2011
Addiction?
These things are kinda cool, I can see myself posting here quite often. I'll try and limit it to once a day though. So, me. I'm William Maxwell and I live in London. My parents are rich. Not ultra rich, but rich enough to own a mansion. Sadly, they're also rich enough to go on holidays every other week and hire a permanent babysitter for a 15 year old. I don't mind it normally, I just invite a lot of mates round all the time and have a good time, but whenever I'm really sick (like now) things don't really go so well. Just to clarify, I don't go to school. I've got a tutor who's a really nice bloke-except for the fact that he has to come here every day, week-ends included, 8 hours a day to prepare me for later life, which is odd considering my dad hasn't worked a day in his life despite going to Oxford. I'm whining, aren't I? I'll shut up now.
~Will
These things are kinda cool, I can see myself posting here quite often. I'll try and limit it to once a day though. So, me. I'm William Maxwell and I live in London. My parents are rich. Not ultra rich, but rich enough to own a mansion. Sadly, they're also rich enough to go on holidays every other week and hire a permanent babysitter for a 15 year old. I don't mind it normally, I just invite a lot of mates round all the time and have a good time, but whenever I'm really sick (like now) things don't really go so well. Just to clarify, I don't go to school. I've got a tutor who's a really nice bloke-except for the fact that he has to come here every day, week-ends included, 8 hours a day to prepare me for later life, which is odd considering my dad hasn't worked a day in his life despite going to Oxford. I'm whining, aren't I? I'll shut up now.
~Will
Hello internet.
Dunno why I started this blog to be honest, it's not like anyone's going to see it or anything. Guess I just have nothing better to do. If anyone actually starts reading this stuff, hi. I suppose...this is just to get stuff off my chest. Like me being stuck at home for months on end while my parents go jetsetting or whatever.
~Will
Dunno why I started this blog to be honest, it's not like anyone's going to see it or anything. Guess I just have nothing better to do. If anyone actually starts reading this stuff, hi. I suppose...this is just to get stuff off my chest. Like me being stuck at home for months on end while my parents go jetsetting or whatever.
~Will
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