willcocks2010
willcocks2010
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So this is my first blog. This in fact is the first thing I have written on my first blog. The blog which I fear will quickly become addictive and will TAKE OVER MY LIFE FOREVER and in the process turn me into some sort of strange nocturnal beast which thrives on the letters being formed on the screen in front of me (only kidding, I got a little carried away there). I will tell you a little about me and my life…
My name is Toby, I am 16 years old and I live on the outskirts of a somewhat uninteresting town named Taunton. I live with my parents, as well as my brother Joel and my sister Molly who will not hesitate in fulfilling their stereotypical roles as annoying younger siblings, as anyone who has known our family will testify. My day to day life consists of college, homework and, frequently, Xbox (something my parents often voice their disapproval of). Nevertheless, I persist in spending unthinkable hours on the device and ocassionally become so engrossed in a game that I shout my frustration at the top of my voice in the direction of the T.V, in the vain hope that this will somehow make a difference to the outcome of the said game, only to be shouted back at, with equal volume, by my angered parents who tell me to “keep the noise down” and then mutter to themselves about how my gaming has become so out of hand recently.
This, my friend, leads me onto why I have created this blog.
One evening, last week, my parents sat me down after the evening meal to discuss my undesirable activities regarding the Xbox 360 and a certain game named Modern Warfare 2. They were displaying all the signs of unhappy parents about to tell their son something which they know will not go down well; the thumb twiddling, the finger tapping, the awkward looks they give each other, the deep breath before my dad speaks all gave the game away. Sure enough they lived up to expectation by telling me, after much ‘beating around the bush’, that I would no longer be allowed to spend such extravagant amounts of my time on the console which lies in the depths of my typically untidy teenagers bedroom (which they often refer to as ‘the cave’ for reasons known only to themselves), instead I must find something different, more productive, to do.
I therefore, compliant and obedient to my parents rules, as always (perhaps not always… well, ok, hardly ever), have come up with the idea of creating a blog. A blog which will, most likely, be completely unsuccessful, just like many of my other ventures into the world of social networking and communication much to my frustration.
I can but do my best.
This, reader
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