Saturday, 30 April 2011

Doctor Who

I hear quite often that Doctor Who has gone down hill since David Tennet left. Well, Its not all his departure that made it bad.
its those dam writers.
I mean I love Doctor who, and its great to watch and everything. But, the story lines are just way to wild and wacky theses days, I mean Aliens that can erase your memory? really? thats not even Remotely possible or believable. And who's to say they all wear suits and look like the classic alien?  more importantly, why did we never find out who they where, why they wanted earth so bad, why they controlled humanity etc etc etc. it just ended. I mean?
And why the hell could none of them atleast get a shot anywhere near? they just liked to shoot their own s*** for fun.
not to be a downer (I'm sure there is a better way to word that) but C'mon... Really? and wtf is it with this river stuff? even i remember that episode with the world library when Doc. River came into it all... and note how he knew nothing about her then and yet they still making a fuss about it.
just get on with it! stop possibly inpregnanting the ginger and get down...
shesh its starting to sound like a brothel in their... Well it is bigger in the inside (thats what she said!).
Also, what the hell why does it look like a Spa now? anyone else notice the wooden panels inside the tardis?

I mean the episode was great and anything...
really? I mean the series ending was cool, but not as Gripping as David Tennets ending when he Dumped whats-her-face in another dimension.

Wait a second, Inpregnating amy? LUCKY BOY! (jokes)

Awww ):

The picture in the post below Has broken, the imagine was taken from the site for some reason (???),
or perhaps moved...
So heres a far more fitting picture I drew, Yeah sorry I suck with Paint.
(you got trolled)

I'm home

Ok so last night I got home at about 12:30ish (I think.) The night was OK...Not particularly interesting.

Anyway I got up about 5 mins ago (around 10:20). Did my daily routine of checking twitter, Forums and Facebook. And I found this,

Yep. Thats the royal wedding. And a creeper.
One can Only Imagine what is going on in that police Man's Officers (Cant be sexist theses days, D:) head....
something like
"Wtf? This little s**t is totally making a fool out of me. i was expecting the IRA or  the taliban to Jump out and throw some of their own s**t at us, or a riot or something.
But no, im stuck here...
with a peaceful wedding...
and a nerd...
with his cuddly toy..."


Friday, 29 April 2011


Probably no posts today, Because i have to go to a BBQ for the royal wedding taking me away from my beloved PC. If I happen to think of something worthwhile then I might try posting it Via my phone.

Sorrwie. ):

Thursday, 28 April 2011

First Post! (kinda)

Ok so this is my First (proper) post, And sadly its not very funny... in fact its rather grim.
its about a dream I had last night, I did try to mention this at school but seems nobody listens Or perhaps they Cant hear me. Either way gives me reason to write about it here.

So anyway this dream,
It started of with a young boy aged 13, his eyes opened to see that he was on a ship wreck in the middle of an un-naturally calm sea. His Dad was next to him wearing a green shirt and a Jumper, the man said "Son, How far are you prepared to go to save your own life?" Ofcourse the son didn't reply and was confused for a short while. Till the father spoke again, "Theres a Shark swimming around", This confused the young boy further as there was no movement or noise from the lifeless body of water. "here, take this" said the father, handing him a 9mm pistol, Then, a Large black fin appeared some 15m away from the wreck, which the boy noticed to be of an old sailing boat. the fin of the shark started towards the boy, its Large black head arose from the still water, It opened its Mouth accelerating towards the boy. At which point he lifted his pistol and opened fire, hitting the beast in the mouth and head. it sunk back into the now bloody water, He turned to his dad. He'd vanished. Frantically he looked from side to side in search of his father. He looked down again to the water, at which point he saw his father, floating near the wreck, dead. a 9mm bullet hole in his head.

there is only one thing that can be said about this blog, 


Hello there! And welcome to my New blog, this blog will probably contain much of the following;
-Stuff about my personal life (I.e school.)
-Random things from the interwebs
-possibly Reviews or thoughts on things (such as films etc)
-many spelling/gamma errors

How is this blog different from my last one?
Well it will be a combination of All the things I have tried on many blogs rolled into one. Otherwise, it wont really.

Why "Two Story Algia"?
Well after straining away at the computer shouting at people for being rather unhelpful, I realised this Name was staring right at me (In a way,) by this I mean it was the title of a Certain Thread on Also It sounds Cool.

[Edit]: Btw, the background is A Minecraft texture (brick) just spammed all over the place.