Web Diary

This is a record of the life and times of William

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USA - Wednesday, March 31, 2004 at 09:09:38 (EST)

All right time to employ a tactic that got me through high school.................copying Hash! lol well for this last entry of 2003 i am presenting my own year end awards, lets call them the Wilma's so without much more of an introduction here we go.......

Song of the Year = i'm giving this to Gary Gules Mad World, a deserving XMAS number 1.
Best cover song = Beyonce's In da Club
Best Film = without doubt The Lord of the Rings:Return of the King, pure cinematic quality.
Best Actor = Johnny Depp as the fantastic Captain Jack Sparrow "Stop blowing holes in my ship!"
Best Actress = Uma Thurman in Kill Bill, a woman i'm proud to say could kick my ass
Tear Jerker of the year = Pippin singing as the soldiers ride to their deaths in LOTR
Diary of the Year: Hash's, it weeps pure emotion & speaks from the heart
Times i cried laughing = Once in a one of a kind English Lesson, come to think of it nearly everyone involved cried that day, it was gr8
Match of the Year = Kurt Angle Vs Chris Benoit at Royal Rumble 2003, sheer excellence, poetry in motion
Touching moment of 2003 = the standing ovation Benoit got after said match
Time i felt most helpless = this past week watching the pictures of the Iran earthquake
Underrated band of 2003 = Flaming Lips are still too overlooked the same can be said for the Von Bondies, The Thrills & Dizzy Rascal
Album of 2003 = The Thrills, so much for the city
Favorite song downloaded = Staind, so far away
Worst song of 2003 = anything by the cheeky girls
Biggest publicity stunt = Britney, Christina & Madonna "kissing" on stage thats not a kiss i've seen smit kiss his gran more passionately
Best live performance of 2003 = The Darkness at the UEA
Best live song = Darkness at UEA with Love on the Rocks with no Ice
My favorite goal scored at sixth form = stealing little Olly, the year 8's goal by tapping it in myself on the line, hahaha deviliously wicked.
Quote of the Year = "Why do i keep getting weiner's?" Jimmy at Stu's
Male artist of 2003 = It's been the year of JT Justin Timberlake
Female Artist of 2003 = Beyonce
Band of 2003 = The White Stripes
Slapper of the Year = Jodie Marsh, she's dirty but you know you'd have some if u could!
What i'm most proud of = My anti war video for Media
Person i miss most from school = everyone i had the pleasure of having a laugh with
Best song lyrics = "I find it kinda funny, i find it kinda sad, the dreams in which i'm dying are the best i ever had, i find it hard to tell u, i find it hard to take, when people run in circles it's a very very, Mad World"
People we lost = 1 is too many
Times we appriciate the lives we have = never enough
Bo Selecta character of the year = David Blaine, "it's magic"
Most surreal moment of my year = in spain on the coach hearing the Spanish driver singing along to Micheal Bolton's power of love
Comedy of the year = The office
Hero of the year = Little Ali Abbas who lost his arms in the Iraq war
W**ker of the year = it's a tie Charles "cough cough" Ingham & George WMD Bush
Character of the year = Comical Ali
Comeback of the year = Arnie in T3
Cartoon of the Year = Finding Nemo
Newcomer of the year = a 3 way tie between Darkness, Kings of Leon & the Thrills
Excuse of the year = Liverpool manager after a loss "the grass was a little long!"
Wish i'd picked a better spot award = Saddam Hussein
Most replayed moment = Englands Rugby world cup win
Miracle of 2003 = Blair kept his job
Worst decision = goin to war on false pretenses
MILF hunter of the year = Ashton Kusher u lucky sod
the waste of my time award = David Blaine's stunt
Monkey man of 2003 = Martin Keown for the 40th year running

Special goodbyes = Concorde, Katherine Hepburn, Thora Hird, Barry White, Robert Palmer, Maurice Gibb, Johhny Cash, David Kelly, Adam Faith, Marc-Vivian Foe, David Hemmings, Alan Bates & Bob Monkhouse

& Special Good Riddens to Uda & Qusay Hussein & Idi Amin, the world is cleaner without you

my name Wilma
my email williamdaynes@hotmail.com
my goodbyes

Year End Awards
- Monday, December 29, 2003 at 15:39:53 (EST)

To be fair i had no desire to write a diary tonight but things today have changed my perspectives on the world around me. Some of you will be aware of the unfortunate situation involving several upper sixth formers & those who read these diaries will be well aware of the issues Hash is facing today.

Hash no matter what may be thought or believed i think deep down we have to resign to the fact that we have been & are friends. Lord only knows we're not gonna stand up & hug & dance about it but the fact remains that we spent 12 years together growing up, in short i watched u become the man that you are today.
Let me be the first to say i'm deeply saddened to hear of your news & offer my sympathies & best wishes at this time. I am quiet aware this will offer little in terms of how u probably feel but i think it should be made clear that our thoughts are with you & your family at this moment.
I'll also admit that few of us have lost someone like you recently have & i refuse to bullshit you or anyone else into thinking that i have the slightest bit of understanding of the pain you must be in.
I will however say this, you always, always spoke highly of your dad & on the few occasions i crossed his path he came across as the straightshooting, honourable family man that i know he was. I am so sorry that this has all come crashing down on you at once. Depression i do know about & it brings with it the worst form of self-doubt.
You can be forgiven for questioning yourself & your attributes but Hash let me tell you, there has never been a bad bone in your body. If anything mate please be safe in the knowledge that you are the perfect son your dad would have wanted, if fact alot of him passed through to you & i have know for a long time that great things await you in life.
I'm sure the pain in your family is ripe at the minute but they are strong. You have a family like few ive ever seen man & whether you believe me at this moment or not, things can & will pick up over time.
Between you & me broken chairs & insults can never come between friendships & as your friend my heart is with you at this time.

As for everyone else let me just say this. When you read or hear about the pain others go through it makes you look on the way you live life very differently. After what i've heard & read today i know that worrying about things like money, what you look like & how many people like you (things i was thinking about this very morning) is absolutly nothing in comparrison to thinking about whether you've helped people, leant a shoulder to lean or cry on & simply told your friends & family that you love them. Please before you go to sleep tonight think of the little things in life that matter not the bigger picture. Money can't buy you love? How right you were Mr Lennon how right you were!

William Daynes
This is by William Daynes
- Thursday, December 18, 2003 at 13:59:15 (EST)

Oh yes................19 years old & still i get a half term now that rocks!

That's correct it would appear that not only am i paying Ł1,125 for a years course i'm also paying them to give me half term breaks.....what a weird world huh?

Unfortunatly a week off in cold miserable October doesn't offer up much in the way of fun. Between late nights & long lay ins, i've managed to pass the time with part time work (tax dodging rules), trips into the city & watching various old black & white movies for media research. While they're hardly exciting entertainment aides it could be worse...i could be forced to read Hash's web diary all day (hey man u said u missed my cheap pops).

Saying that i have also checked out a couple of classics. Watched Delieverence last night. Wow thats some scary stuff right there. 4 travelers kidnapped & tormented by inbred hillbilly's......started giving me flash backs of the night spent in a hotel room with Stu & Smit at 6th form prom.

Also went & saw Kill Bill.....wow now there is some serious blood lose in that film. They must have had to kill 30,000 cows to provide the blood.....saying that its still 10,000 less than those needed to feed Lisa Riley for a year.

I've spent the last week surrounded by Diana this, Diana that....the world really is in a sorry state if this is the most important issue we as people face. Frankly i could care less about whether Diana had a mass orgy with 11 farmers than i care about what kind of world i'll one day be bringing my kids into.

So what do we thinks lads.....Rio's punishment...............2 year ban????..............Ł100,000 fine??........no more England career??.....personally i think the best punishment would be for him to spend a week in the life of a drugs tester that way Rio can still earn his millions & yet will know what it feels like to stink of piss.

Tony Blair.....does he have a heart problem?.....Can he do his job??........How about we start with the question of can he give us a good reason why we went to war?

& finally we say goodbye to concorde.....a great innovation born out of British & French cooperation gone to the scrap yard in the sky.....of course on its final day not one of the cry babies preaching about it happened to mention that it's been losing money for years & costs the tax payer millions................frankly as far as i'm concern it's a huge loss to me.....i know deep down that now i know that poor Joan Collins & Micheal Jackson can't get 1st class flights to London in 2 hours while being served caviar i'm gonna lose hours of sleep.

Till next till
Remember It's not the size of the boat that counts it's the motion of the ocean

Will
today i'm going to suck...............your blood
- Thursday, October 30, 2003 at 10:55:21 (EST)

Well there you have it.....................i told you years ago Hash had many problems today he has admitted one of them. Ok fair enough its only an addiction to e-bay but we're on our way. Now how do we cure his addiction to goin to Midget Strip Clubs!

The last week or so has been so-so for yours truly, i think i've got the winter blues already, you see im a sun worshipper, well to be honest i probably only enjoy the summer cause it gives me the chance to wear the loudest shirts i have.

College course is goin well, just finished filmin my first project, a Jenga advery, would've prefered Naked Twister but hey beggars can't be choosers.

Student loan just came through, do u realise how hard it is not to touch that cash while it just sits in your account? Its like being Vanessa Feltz & not being allowed to open the fridge in front of ya.

On an unrelated note, & this will not mean anything to a great number of u i just wanted to pay my respects to the late Stu Hart who passed away yesterday age 88, the man had a huge hand in the business he used to be a major player in & will be sorely missed.......he'll go down as one of the greats for sure.

Laters for now

Wilma
Hi i'm Hash & i have a problem
- Friday, October 17, 2003 at 15:12:44 (EDT)

Don't life change quickly?

4 weeks ago i was sitting in my front room pondering what my future may hold fearing a dreamless existence. 4 weeks on & here i am fresh off another long day on my media degree course & to be honest i'm feeling more cheerful than Rik Waller in a chocolate factory.
I'll admit adjusting to the 9-5 days (3 a week i admit) was at first daunting but now after the initial period of getting settled in i'm really finding my footing. The equipment at hand is off the charts, so much technology to play with allows your creative juices to flow. There's a TV studio, a radio station centre & editing software aplenty, its as close to a Kilroy set as possible.

Seems that the bickering amongst the Kett has cooled off a bit thats nice to see, i wonder if its any conicidence that the common room debate ends just as winter rolls in & the prospect of a warm room full of sofas becomes nicer than sitting out in the rain?

War What Is It Good For?

Well turns out it was good for very little. In the monthes i've been away from regular site activity, the one piece of news (aside from those Premiership players dropping their pulling pants) has been the after math of our war on Iraq. See it turns out Iraq most likely did;nt have weapons capable of harming us at the time of war. Now the world around us has perhaps become an even more dangerous place all because politicians either misled or lied to the public. Politicians lieing? Now i've heard everything!

Seems Phil Tufnull has left has left his darling wife after his "success" in the jungle. Well i guess a man like Phil needs new conquests after handling his balls for so well over the years.

Sir Paul McCartney threw a wobbly after a cameraman took a snap of him in London, but go easy on old Paul, he'd had a hard day's night. (Poor Wilma really Poor)

& finally how can i not make mention the events that took place at the end of the Arsenal-Man U game. I mean lets agree that was a shameful display of sportsmanship. But if you look at it scientifically i'm told agressive behaviour towards fellow males is a common show of playfulness amongst male chimps......................So that gets you off the hook Mr Keown!

Till next time kids
Wilma..................Paid, Made & Laid.....well one out of 3 is worse than none.
Get up off your knees!
- Monday, October 06, 2003 at 14:36:18 (EDT)

Wow you guys have only just got back to school & already your at war.

First things first...........DAAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN it's been a long time!!!!

You wouldn't believe how much can happen in a few months, but i'm here to give those few of you who read this page an update of my life after the Kett. Well after the excitment of exam month i left for a sunny 2 week break in Menorca. A gorgeous island i've been to many times before. Between turning my skin into what looked like uncooked BBQ meat & drinking cheap Spanish booze i had a really enjoyable break.

Back home in the UK we all awaited results day. To be honest the nerves didnt kick in till the last minute. If you check out the photos on the site the before pics look like i've just seen Elvis walkin down the street. Thankfully the results were better than i expected & i could go on to enjoy the summer....

And what a summer it was!!! The Heatwavedid little to ease my already scorched skin but it made for some excellent days out with the lads. A particular trip to Sea Palling was a highlight even if it did include a fall into a kids hole in the sand & the mass job of cleaning off sand which invades areas u wouldn't let your doctor explore.

I'll be honest even as August came to a close i was still not fully clear on what i would do now i was in the big bad world. My belief was that i could wing it for a year vefore setting my sights on something like university. However one never appreciates the importance of money until they are penniless. Full time work seemed to loom ahead & that didn't best please me. In fact i'd rather spend a year in the audience of a Barrymore show.

Thankfully all was not lost. In the weeks following exam results day i had put out various applications to nearby institutions in the hope of finding a place on a media course.
When all seemed lost & an unwelcome office fileing & tea making job seemed near a phone call on my mobile while in Yarmouth proved to be my god-send. A place was offered to my on the city college's Media 3 year degree course, and here i am today 2 weeks into said course & feeling good bout my current life.

As far as this little war of words between the two 6th form years goes, all i can say is seriously children lets think rationally here. You r at the kett to not only learn but to enjoy yourselves. Bickering isn't gonna help now that the winter is on its way, it's just gonna make things seem worse. Admittedly you'll soon forget all about the common room, hell it's pointless in the summer & you'd be warmer outside in the winter so lets see some civilness amongst you lot.

Well that's it for now, i'll be back next week to have a look at the wider picture of whats been happening in the world since we last spoke

till then this is Wilma, Jason Donovan's last true fan saying "take care of yourselves & each other"
Yo Where's the love at?
- Tuesday, September 23, 2003 at 17:07:12 (EDT)

You will never hear this from my mouth so take it all in now & get over it.............Hashim Piperdy has long been considered a friend to me. There, u happy? Seriously though, tonight is the last night Hash spends in Norwich on a fiull time basis. He's off to greener pastures...........well Wales anyway. He truly is a Kett original as are the likes of Danny Sweatman & Adam Smith to name only a small portion of all those leaving.
Everyone apart from Hash knows i'd say this to them so here goes, Hash..............good luck man we'll miss ya loads! You have a certain sense of humour thats love or hate & ur taste in music ranges from good to slightly odd (Jimbo Morrison baby) but u've made a lot of people happy by being around the last two (or in my case 14+) years.

But hey as they say life goes on, we all hav paths to follow & if we didn't walk them we'd never get to where we want to be. All the best my friend i'm sure you'll make all of us who know you proud.

Wilma
A quick goodbye
- Friday, September 19, 2003 at 15:47:47 (EDT)

To be honest i was gonna sit here & bore u all to death with the story of what i've been up 2 since the last time i updated this diary, but to be honest i don't feel like it today, least of all because i've just spent 30 minutes gettin soaked in shorts & T-Shirt. So i figure i'll save my planned update for another rainy day.

Instead i wanted to talk this time to give u somewhat of a history lesson. I remember I was one week into Year 12. To be honest i was still adjusting like most of u Year 12's probably still are. Anyway i'd just finished lessons for Tuesday after period 4. As i walked out a mate of mine Ms Gemma Culley was on her mobile mouthin something to the effect of "Oh My God" just not as politely. Upon asking her what was up, she replyed that her mate had told her someone had just flown a plane into a building in America. Our first reactions where the simple "wow, hope no-one's hurt bad".
Our apparent lack of concern may not be understandable today but at the time all we could think was that this was a tragic accident.
When i got in i found my mum her brother & my gran all watchin the live shots of what was goin in. See it turns out My nan's son Micheal (My Uncle) who at the time worked as a US Nazy officer was due back in US that week. Thankfully he was as far away from New York as we could of hoped for having returned home 3 days earlier.
So for the next 6-7 hours i sat in front of my TV watching the events being recapped as if this was some James Bond movie. It was just too surreal for me to take in. Over the course of the next few days i believe the realisation of it all finally hit us.
Here we were watching terrorists attack & murder over 3,000 innocent men & women all in the name of some Holy War they believed they were part of.
Two years on, the events probably still haven't fully sunk in, but rest assured the images, the recordings & the footage will never be forgotten, they'll always be in my head.

You know an old saying tells us that some good can be found in everything. Now it's took my 2 years to find it but i honestly feel that deep down through the emotion, the grief & the heart-ache something good did come out of 9/11.
Firstly it brought the world closer together then at any time previously. It taught people that every day is worth savouring & living to the full. It also showed us that it's important to tell those around you how much you love them before leaving for work or for school or to go on holiday.

Everyone who died on that fateful day was someones son, someones daughter, someones mum, dad & friend. Hopefully when we finally look back in the years to come we can say their lives were not lost in vain & that the events of that day led the us to ridding the world of evil & living in peace.

If you yourself are to learn anything from what happened 2 years ago let it be that each extra day you wake up is a blessing, so why not live it to the fullist?
Wow it's been a while
- Thursday, September 11, 2003 at 15:24:11 (EDT)

WARNING! WARNING! EMOTIONAL WILMA ON THE LOOSE!

Right so that's it then huh?
No more school?
Friends splitting up?
Life changing forever?

Forgive me but it just feels too surreal. There was just something about today that lacked the emotion i was almost expecting. Maybe it just hasn't sunk in yet? It's quite likely it won;t until around September time, so for now i suggest concentrating on making the most of the summer.

Ok first things first. Well done all those behind the assembly. I have great respect for everyone who spoke or performed. It takes real guts to do that in front of your peers & i applaud you.

Ok here comes the emotional bit. I have had little time to myself lately but when i have been sitting there in my own world, i can't help bhut think back over the last 14 years of educational life. So much has happened, it would be impossible to recount them all here. However my favorite memories include being tied to a fence in my own coat in year 11 (yes i can laugh at it now), my endless fued with Hash, the whole Connextion card fiasco & most recently the summer ball.
I'll admit it hasn't all been ups, there have been many downs as well which is why i believe i owe it to various people to say thankyou.

Firstly to my first school teachers who had to put up with the Wilma who would cry like a baby all day long from start to finish.
Next i'd thank Middle school for giving us all the 4 easiest school years of all. Minimal work & lots of sport = a good time had by all.
All the teachers throughout high school who paid some sort of part in my educational life & to those who helped me through my darker times. But the biggest thanks has to go to all the guys & girls i have watched grow in the past 6 years.

Some of you i can call friends some not, however whether you meant to or not you all played a part in me making it through the high school years. Whether you care to admit it or not you are all linked by the ability to be awesome individuals who i was privaliged to call friends. Many of you helped me in times of need & lended support & since then i have tried to provide the same friendship back & i hope i have achieved that to some degree.
To the year 12's i've grown to know all i can say is that 1 year just doesn't seem enougth time to be around you. You guys are just the sort of individuals ready to lead the school next year. Kett 6th you're in good hands.

I know this has been a bit disjointed & confusing in places but please be aware that it simply cannot be expressed in words how lucky i feel to have known, respected &, frankly, loved the mates i've had throughout school. I can offer nothing to you except the knowledge that you are all one in a million & i wouldn't have changed any of you.

From the bottom of my, often cold, lonely heart

THANK YOU
I'd like to thank the Academy
- Wednesday, July 02, 2003 at 20:57:00 (BST)

FRRRRRRRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEDOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMM!

Relax, relax I haven't gone back to my days of running around in my tarten skirt painted white blue, half white.....i'll leave that party trick to Hash.
I'm free. The exams are over, lessons have ended & i face only 2 more visits to the school which has been my home away fom home for 6 years. I've gotta be honest though, the hurt, the fear & the sadness are starting to build. I don't know why but when I think of anything i've ever done there it hurts, it hurts deep inside me, for the first time i'll abmit, I;m gonna miss that place. But i'll save the sentimental, emotional stuff for next week, tonight i don't even what to brag about my freedom I wanna talk about a moving experience i had today.

This morning I had the pleasure to sit down & speak with a lad from year 9. The reason i was asked to do this was because of an experience i had a few years ago when i got myself deep into depression. Howver i will honestly say after speaking to this boy & hearing about what he has been through I look at what happened to me & i feel sick with how much attention i recieved. Compared to this lad my life was nothing & it hurts me & makes me feel one inch tall to think that I was lucky enough not to experience all he has. This 14 year old has gone through things that no person whatever their situation, should ever go through, & through it all he still manages to turn up at school, get on with work & excell at sports.
Yet now it's all gotten to him & yet i could offer no strong advice. How do you give advice to someone who has already been through ~& conquered more than you have.
I hope against hope he took something from the last thing i said to him, because i promise it came from the heart, all i could say was "I respect you no end" & i do i believe he is the most inspirational person around & i wish him all the luck in the world in finding the help he needs.

It is with today's meeting in mind that i pass on a message to all who may read this. No matter what happens to you, someone will always be there, someone will always love you & no matter how hard life gets there will always be someone who may be worse off so whenever u jump a hurdle in life say a prayer for those who haven't quite leaped theirs yet.

Peace
Wilma
It's easier to run
- Wednesday, June 25, 2003 at 21:34:01 (BST)

To quote my arch nemesis, Fordy, one to go, one to go, one to go!

Indeed the last exam beckons, Tuesday June 24th seem light years away 3 weeks ago but in a flash it's hear as is the recollection of just how little time we have left as students of the KETT.
Life's been a bit stale as of late, exams & lack of cash doesn't do wonders for ones social life but that time is nearly over & then the party can begin.

Ok on to matters that have provoked a response from Wilma & his "opinion"....

- Never has so much air time been taken up covering such a meaningless anticlimatic story. David Beckham has left for sunnier pastures, & i honestly never saw it coming, honest. I mean who would want to leave a loving environment where your boss hurls equipment at your head & calls you a jessy behind your back? Oh well i wish the best of luck to Beckham....never has a player who can't header, tackle or kick with his left been so wonderfully set up to fail.

- I hope that all you wizards will be queing for your Harry Potter book tonight, i personally won't be. I am banned from such events after the last book was released, apparently my wizard costume concept of no actually "carrying" my magic wand was what put them off..........a "traditional wizard" they said....what's up with that?

- & finally i'd just like to remind everyone to attend the leavers assembly on July 2nd it's sure to be an emotional experience & while i don't cry i hear smit blubbers like a slapped baby, bring ya cameras folks!

Time next time
Ally McBeal's stunt double
Wilma

Too Opinionated???......................Maybe
- Friday, June 20, 2003 at 21:06:57 (BST)

3 Down.............3 To go

The exams are flying by kiddies........big English Editorial coming up tomorrow, good luck to the lads stu, ds, fordy, ed & hash (Magnum P.I.P. to u)i'm sure it'll be a breeze.
Been a much less stressful week from Wilma's perspective, i've just about gotten over the loss of my wallet but dammit i still turn into a blubbering baby when i see those connextions adverts on TV (i'll find it one day i promise). Saturday night brought about an interesting chain of events. As a celebration of Mr Lake's 18th we dissended upon Dodger's kareoke cafe. After some intial hesitation & one or two glasses of liquid courage the boys took over vocals for the night & a good time was had by all. I must admit i saw some stars born. In Danny Fisher i saw a young Micheal Bolton, Richard proved that all the passion in the world cannot guarantee you'll hit a sing note of a song & watching Ben Potter's attempts at leading the singing i could of sworn i was at an S Club Juniors Audition.
All in all a good night was had by all.

One or two issues to raise from watching the TV.....

- I happened to catch the cover of OK magazine last week while in my ultra high-profile place of employment....the uh local shop as it were.....when i saw Rick Waller on the cover with the title "Why i'm proud to be a virgin"....now the simple terror of imagining Mr Waller in a state of passion led me to this question........Is it that you're proud Rick or are you just covering up for the fact that no woman, not even Jo Brand would touch you with a 10 foot lap dancing poll nor could any woman afford the medical bill to recover from the injuries sustained when u roll over in the middle of the night & inquire, "can i be on top this time?

- & secondly i read in the paper that a leading gay rights activist was quote "appalled & saddened" that Government are set to introduce 2 month jail sentences for men who expose themselves or engage in inappropriate activities with other men in public loos. I saw look on the bright side of it. A man goe in to a cramped, smelly, dirt ridden area to enjoy another mans company & if he's lucky enough to get caught he gets to spend 2 whole months in an equally small, urine soaked cubical only this time surrounded by men like "Bubba" & "Leeroy" who'll be up for it 24 hours a day.........

Doesn't the world work in strange ways

Till next time

"Lamb Chop's Playalong's" number one fan
Wilma
R.I.P. Mustang Sally
- Sunday, June 15, 2003 at 22:34:52 (BST)

Ever had one of those days were so much goes wrong the prospect of going home, having to listen to George Micheal & pulling out your figure nails actually feels quite enjoyable?

Yesterday was not one of my finest by any means. It began with my first early morning wake up in over a week to get in to school early to get my exam prep work, but noooooooooooooooooooooooo change the date why don't ya. Please bear in mind that while this may seem trivial & drama queen-ish i religiously don't believe in mornings, hell i didn't know there was a 7.00am till this week. Later me & the quick witted gent that is stu wandered up the city & while we ate the customary Mc-chicken artery choker swappin manly stories i misplaced my wallet & true to form while my back was turned a good citizen proceded to do a runner with my cash. Gone was Ł25 sterling, gone was my e-top up & most painfully my Connextions card. Of all the priceless possessions i own they had to take my precious card, how are the guys at time gonna recognise me now huh?

Anyway enough about my semi-meaningless life, how about you? Exams are now well underway & the time to leave draws nearer there are a few things that have got me thinking.....

- For starters only one thing crossed my mind when i heard about Ian Huntley trying to commit suicide, why are we still waiting 18 months for this man to face court?

- I've heard that Nick 'Curly' Smalley may be offered the chance to play Curly's son in Coronation Street

- & i just heard that Arse-en Wenger is also getting an OBE just like poor little David "please don't sell me i promise i'll be a good boy" Beckham.....Christ on Earth does a man have to do nothing to be honoured these days i mean sure Mr Wenger is a good football manager but what else has he done, when was the last time he gave money to charity or adopted a rainforest next thing you know they'll be awarding an OBE to that guy who streaks around at Tennis matches, what was his name Peter Pantsdown?.............No wait it's Adam Smith!

Till next time
"Mr Lucky" Wilma
Smithers there's a rocket in my pocket!
- Thursday, June 12, 2003 at 19:11:27 (BST)

Feel free to post comments here i guess
Wilma <williamdaynes@hotmail.com>
- Sunday, June 08, 2003 at 20:02:27 (BST)

DON'T PANIC!!!

Do those reassuring words work for you? Nah me neither. But there's no escaping it the exams are bearing down upon us. One a personal level i feel less confident than i have for exams in the past, i have the feeling that i'm still not up to scratch in terms of revision & i'm sure there are others how feel the same. But do you know how i get over it? I go out & enjoy life.
Last night it was the turn of John Bradley to cater for the tribe for a night of drink, gambling & smit gippings.............lovly. Incidently am i the only one who failed to make any sense of smit's last drunken diary entry?..........blah blah blah........ drunk..... blah blah blah... magic..blah blah.....jim beckerleg?

Usually i would take an opportunity to talk about the latest happenings in the world, but it's all just so damn depressing.........if people blowing themselves up wasn't enough to send me to the edge of the mathes starirs then the idea of Sir David Beckham just makes me want to cover myself in grease & attend one of stu's ann summers parties. (lol sorry man)

So before i go just a few random thoughts.........

I saw today the News of the World ran pictures of Annuhska naked...r they tring to lose readers?

This month sees the results of FHM's 100 sexiest women.....my question is where were stunners like Maggie Thatcher, Lisa Riley & Big Brother 3's Alison? I mean i must've voted for them 2 mayube 3 hundred times.....has the world gone mad?

& finally i must ask how long will it be before Woody Harrelson takes smit to court use of his b-ball outfit from white men can't jump? Somebady call the fashion police..now!

Laters guys & gals
I sold my soul on e-bay!
- Sunday, June 08, 2003 at 19:50:44 (BST)

The World works in funny ways. As i & many others sit around pondering their upcoming exams, biting their nails down to the flesh & contemplating life in the future (how am i gonna cope when i do the washing huh?.......whites in once...colours next but how about my red shirt with white stripes.....Goog God the Mysteries of life), we are beseiged with 24 news that seems a galaxy away.
I turn on the TV, someone is calling for the Prime Minister to have his own weapon of Mass Reproduction chopped off, the radio is claiming George Bush the saviour of the Middle East (it'd be believable if he didn't spell peace "peas") while the newspapers go on about Nancy, Sven & Ulrika. It seems that our lives mean nothing given the big picture, however what we often fail to realise is that we are the future in a sense. One day you may be the next Blair (well played), the next Sven (go slay some Swedish totty) or even the next George Dubya (oh well at least u can pull of a gay cowboy hat).
Incidently i have a request, lads please look down right now.........No look lower & wipe that smile (or those tears from your unhappy eyes) off your face. Do you have hair on your ankles?.............Ok hang on put those fists down i'm not trying to be a perv, that's what the Internet was created for, I have faced extreme ridicule these last few days for not having hair on my ankles. I fail to see this as an abnormaility & i wish to prove this by the time i leave. If anyone can give me good reason why someone would even consider shaving the hair off their lower legs, answers on a postcard.
On the eve of our exams, & as the year 12's finish their's i just want to wish everyone luck in getting the best results possible, keep cool & remember we are the future, don't do a Dubya!

Europe's entry for the Gollom look-a-like contest
Wilma
Just sit over there..........over there!
- Wednesday, June 04, 2003 at 21:43:45 (BST)

............& God did declare that on the 7th day the Man-Child would rise up again........& so here I am.

First things first, i have heard & now observed the antics on the sites graffiti wall regarding myself & to all my defenders thank you, friendship is one of few things people tire of in life & all my friends are what keep me sane (or somewhat anyway), to the critics i merely say that opinions are like a**holes, everybody has one & are free to use them in whatever way they wish.

Well we are back at school for the final stretch, damn it seems time goes quick, then again it feels like only yesterday i was crawling around in my diaper........oh it was only yesterday but come on a dear's a dear.
Half-term week saw some eventful happenings, the traditional game of football, the usual piss-poor golf performance, i'm so bad some people follow me round the course just so they can laugh their blues away, a trip into the busy city centre & a not-so-healthy dose of minimum wage motivated work.So the week flew by seeing the hottest days of the year to date, & so it was with great joy that i switched on the whether to see Micheal Fish proclaim Monday " a day of sunshine & warmth". 12 hours later Wilma is been blown across the street by gales & dripping in a clear, non-alcoholic liquid (water they tell me it's called). I swear to God if i ever see Micheal Fish on the street i'll kick the scattered showers out of him.

So as the exam's beckon, the sun gives way to summer showers, year 12's run off for a week of lay ins, Iraq's weapons of mass-debatio.........i mean distruction remain unfound & the World's richest leaders meet to agree to conquer world famine before disappearing to dine on the world's finest cooking & forgeting the whole thing, our own individual lives may appear rather insignificant but let me tell you they're only just beginning!

Laters
Wilma........"Drama Queen" & the Norfolk nomination for the "Find a Gollom lookalike contest"
Rain drops keep falling on my head
- Tuesday, June 03, 2003 at 16:04:10 (BST)

Oh dear it's rant time!!!! That's right time for Wilma to get on his not so high horse. I have just read from a diary keeper (will remain nameless) attack the awards ceremony for being quote "a load of bollocks" & just a "popularity contest". That's right boys & girls forget the effort put into organizing the catagories, the task of counting votes & those who hand made the awards in their own free time, that was all a load of bollocks. I mean why even have a voting process if it's just about who's popular? Let me tell you why, it's a fun light hearted experience that shows off the diverse collection of people we have in the kett & how much of a family we are & by, for one brief moment putting differences aside to stand & cheer those who win. Let me tell you that cheer i got will stay with me for a long time & i'll sure as hell die remembering the cheers for Hash, if anyone deserved them it was him. He got that award quite frankly because he is one of the family & the majority who voted for him felt he deserved a chance to shine, not because he kisses everyones ass or is so damn popular, because he earnt it.
My words of wisdom? Quite frankly i don't have any. All i will say is that in the future before you bash the hard work of selfless people & attack those chosen to recieve awards perhaps you should ask yourselves if you complain simply because you didn't win, never got nominated or simply haven't done anything in your time amongst the Kett family to merit some recognition!
Awards criticism
- Tuesday, May 27, 2003 at 19:48:03 (BST)

Ladies & Gents i've never partied with a smile on my face for so long in my life & damn am i feeling it now. It been nearly 48 hours since & i'm running on a solid 5 hours sleep. My bones ache, my voice broken (a little overdue i know) & facial stubble that could rival George Best's beard after a heavy night on the old liquid courage but it was all worth it.
The night in began with the revelation that no one wears a suit like the kett men & that the ladies could wear a potatoe sack & still be smokin. Dinner was great when you consider those poor chef's had to buy so much tesco value chicken, bacon & ready salted crisps to feed a small nation. Then came the awards. While drama queen is not something i'd like to be called regularly i have been called everything else under the sun so i'll take it as a compliment. All other winners were well deserved & i praise each one.
Ok now for the night. My two roommates.lovely lads really,...........but how can i sleep when one snores louder than a train & the other holds a conversation with himself in mid-sleep. Yes Stu you did & having heard it first hand i must know who wouldn't "give back" your drink????
So with a heavy head & a teddy dressed in a pink skirt i walked away from the hotel at 9am satisfied in the knowledge that we really did give our year 13's the sending off they deserved. Well played everyone involved, the award winners & the two young ladies who danced me right off the dancefloor (what can i say white boys can't dance isn't that right Dr E?)

Tell next time
2003's biggest drama queen, Wilma
The day after
- Sunday, May 25, 2003 at 20:10:22 (BST)

Good evening ladies, gents, ctber-geeks & those folks who have nothing better to do. Well it's Thursday & as you now we're counting down the hours to the summer ball. Are you as eager as me? I doubt it but i bet you're all pretty excited. Much love to the guys & girls who put the time & patience in, lets make it a big pay-off.
Life seems to be in a lull at the mo boys & girls. As the rain falls & i seperate my time between listening to such future classic tunes as "Gay Bar" & checking the TV to see the latest human disaster or terrorist attack i begin to fall into a state of quiet recollection. You know as much as i may bitch & moan to anyone who'll listen life has been good to the majority of us. The last two years in particular have been unreal. Honestly if i had to go back i wouldn't change a thing. I honestly don't know how i'll replace the gap left come July 2nd when we all go our seperate ways, rest assured we'll all take a part of these last two years with us.
I tell you i'll be as sad as a Celtic fan come leavers day.
But life goes on & so will my entries into this diary as long as i can comfortably afford to spare ten minutes of my day as the rain outside falls. Now if you'll excuse me i've got a double shot of whisky waiting with my name on it.
Keep the faith

Wilma

Will-E-D's look at the World
- Thursday, May 22, 2003 at 20:13:34 (BST)