i love house so much! i got the box set season 2 for christmas, that means 24 hour episodes, currently on disc 4 episode 2, just past half way through woohoo!
i love him so so much, hugh laurie i mean.
dads angry again for some unknown reason. and he is taking it out on me, i can always tell because he pics up on the stupid little things that useualy he wouldnt give a shit about, things that he has actualy said he doesnt give a shit about,he just wants to shout at someone. i got up on time today and the first thing both of my parents did was shout at me, lovely.
re aranging my book shelves, its kinda depressing i have all my series together but then when i put them in alphabetical order, some series have to be brocken off and spread across two shelves, annoying as hell!
right off to work for my wonderful, kind, just, calm, unemotionaly driven father.
wish me luck.
hey it must have worked! im working in the house hell yeah! no freezing cold, menial boring garden work, i can clean bathrooms, i dont mind cleaning bathrooms yey.
michelle and jess coming over soon ^-^ hopefully anyway, its all very confusing. i have this vision of it being really awkward and there just being silence... uhg.
i really love house, listenig to blink182 cleaning the kitchen its mindless work, but oh well and besides the box of roses chocolates is open :P
lunch now yum.
Thursday, December 28, 2006
Saturday, December 23, 2006
hicky from Kinicky? no Jess.
sat now watching life of brian with brother dear (biggus dickcus)i actualy fell asleep today in my clothes and i woke up with that damp sweaty feeling that comes from sleeping in said garments. not very nice i assure you.
the last couple of days have been really buisy which is cool, because it means i have a social life. Hannah Robins's party was interesting.
i fourced myself to get drunk, just to improve what was looking to be a dismal and depressing evening. lots of people smoking which suprised me, even polly! and alex which made me sad. jess roberts, sarah and brogan got scarily drunk, even before i got there. which was, disturbing. i never thought they would be that sort of person? to get that drunk so quickly.
ive never been drunk before and i dont really like it at all. i have one vivid memory of the night.
I am sat on a low sofa and finding it, very very hard to stand up and then findin it very hard to straighten my back and walk. the colours are very bright and the ceiling has replaced the wall infront of me confusin to say the least.
im sort of guilty. and slightly ashamed of myself. i am also a hypocrite.
i thought that becky would abandone me to go chasing after boys, but it ended up the other way round, well no i was hardly chasing them but i found Farrell and just talked to him for the rest of the night, ignoring becky.
at the time i really couldnt care.
when it was she who so desperatly wanted to 'get off with someone' ugh that expression makes me sick, its just gross!
Farrell was really nice, he has dusty blonde hair and a round face. slightly like a vision of bunny. i actualy thought he was another person when i began talking to him but again too drunk to be embarresed, and come on who could get a better ice breaker than that. eh heh.
it was his first house party too, and his first time drunk, so we stuck together (by mouth by the end of the night)yeyness.
so anyway, i think i may have stolen his kiss virginity which is slightly amusing, my mum said that he'd remember me now for the rest of his life as thats what you do with your first kiss? ha ha ha oops.
oh well. the rest of the party was nice i chatted to Farrell for ages, and then fell asleep on him. i kept waking up in a panic thinking that i would be late walking back to meet mum at the barrier. and then falling back to sleep (on him yey) then when the time came to actualy walk i remembered that i didnt know the way and no one was willing to go with me! i got really annoyed with them all actually untill Farrell said 'hey give me a second and i'll get my stuff and walk you' so we walked hand in hand in the fucking freezing cold up a huge hill at midnight. it was great!
then the next day was Beckies party i for saw it (because it was a group of people who i am (apart from a few) just aquaintances with) as an event were i would by the end of the night be sat in the corner on my own, bored out of my mind. but it wasnt which is a relife yey!
and oh yes, we managed to fit both jess and I into her sleeping bag together. and the next day i fucking with up with not one but TWO! hickies, which jess's MOTHER pointed out to me! yup great. >.<
oh well uhm theres not much else to say. im sort of looking forward to christmas in a strange way.
fathers behaviour is confusing. one second happy next second angry, oh well who knows.
i love the film 'Down with Love' (and V fo Vendetta) its just so funny, slightly moulin rogue esque and Ewan Mcgreggor lovelovelove he is so nice.
zomfg, ive just been texted by jesus AGAIN! getting ever so slightly creepy (but i love it :P) and the worst thing is i dont have any credit to i dont want to be evil and not text him :(
he keeps texting me (even if i dont reply) with updates on his life, like hes just gone to an iron maiden gig or just had a science test :S he's fourteen, i mean jess and harry is fine because harry acts so much older, i honestly thought he was sixteen. but jesus does not act so mature, and he uses text language. dear lord so does Farrell. i cant stand it it makes people 'sound' so stupid!
as my brother would say 'filthy dislecsics'
how is that for a post, congrats to you if youve bothered reading all the way down here!
the last couple of days have been really buisy which is cool, because it means i have a social life. Hannah Robins's party was interesting.
i fourced myself to get drunk, just to improve what was looking to be a dismal and depressing evening. lots of people smoking which suprised me, even polly! and alex which made me sad. jess roberts, sarah and brogan got scarily drunk, even before i got there. which was, disturbing. i never thought they would be that sort of person? to get that drunk so quickly.
ive never been drunk before and i dont really like it at all. i have one vivid memory of the night.
I am sat on a low sofa and finding it, very very hard to stand up and then findin it very hard to straighten my back and walk. the colours are very bright and the ceiling has replaced the wall infront of me confusin to say the least.
im sort of guilty. and slightly ashamed of myself. i am also a hypocrite.
i thought that becky would abandone me to go chasing after boys, but it ended up the other way round, well no i was hardly chasing them but i found Farrell and just talked to him for the rest of the night, ignoring becky.
at the time i really couldnt care.
when it was she who so desperatly wanted to 'get off with someone' ugh that expression makes me sick, its just gross!
Farrell was really nice, he has dusty blonde hair and a round face. slightly like a vision of bunny. i actualy thought he was another person when i began talking to him but again too drunk to be embarresed, and come on who could get a better ice breaker than that. eh heh.
it was his first house party too, and his first time drunk, so we stuck together (by mouth by the end of the night)yeyness.
so anyway, i think i may have stolen his kiss virginity which is slightly amusing, my mum said that he'd remember me now for the rest of his life as thats what you do with your first kiss? ha ha ha oops.
oh well. the rest of the party was nice i chatted to Farrell for ages, and then fell asleep on him. i kept waking up in a panic thinking that i would be late walking back to meet mum at the barrier. and then falling back to sleep (on him yey) then when the time came to actualy walk i remembered that i didnt know the way and no one was willing to go with me! i got really annoyed with them all actually untill Farrell said 'hey give me a second and i'll get my stuff and walk you' so we walked hand in hand in the fucking freezing cold up a huge hill at midnight. it was great!
then the next day was Beckies party i for saw it (because it was a group of people who i am (apart from a few) just aquaintances with) as an event were i would by the end of the night be sat in the corner on my own, bored out of my mind. but it wasnt which is a relife yey!
and oh yes, we managed to fit both jess and I into her sleeping bag together. and the next day i fucking with up with not one but TWO! hickies, which jess's MOTHER pointed out to me! yup great. >.<
oh well uhm theres not much else to say. im sort of looking forward to christmas in a strange way.
fathers behaviour is confusing. one second happy next second angry, oh well who knows.
i love the film 'Down with Love' (and V fo Vendetta) its just so funny, slightly moulin rogue esque and Ewan Mcgreggor lovelovelove he is so nice.
zomfg, ive just been texted by jesus AGAIN! getting ever so slightly creepy (but i love it :P) and the worst thing is i dont have any credit to i dont want to be evil and not text him :(
he keeps texting me (even if i dont reply) with updates on his life, like hes just gone to an iron maiden gig or just had a science test :S he's fourteen, i mean jess and harry is fine because harry acts so much older, i honestly thought he was sixteen. but jesus does not act so mature, and he uses text language. dear lord so does Farrell. i cant stand it it makes people 'sound' so stupid!
as my brother would say 'filthy dislecsics'
how is that for a post, congrats to you if youve bothered reading all the way down here!
Wednesday, December 20, 2006
When I am older, loosing my hair.
i cant wait to be like 23 and re0read all of this. i love doing stuff like that, re-reading diaries, looking over old poetry/drawings. that sort of thing though it is slightly depressing.
beatles title :p
okay bike ride herre i come! mp3 you had better be fuly charged!
beatles title :p
okay bike ride herre i come! mp3 you had better be fuly charged!
A fresh start.
first day of the holidays and im ill, great. thatnks god. actualy talking about he in the sky, i had a really cool conversation with him this morning whilst making my beagle.
okay i have been reading all my old blog entries (because im wiating for my mp3 to charge up so i can then go on a bike ride in an attempt to get some fresh air and hopefuly clear up my nose for tonight) and i really enjoyed it so i have decided i am going to try as best i can to start writing again. because i really dont post as much as i should.
dad is supposed to be away, but his train hit a cow on the way and it was canceled aparantly he got some pictures and i do actualy want to see them, i am not sick im just morbidly curious.
Hannah Robins's house party tonight and i am attending as a ball sack (santa has a sack and fancy parties are called balls so why not? i thought it was a bloody good idea!?) i actualy made it myself! well mum helped but yeah and it does really look quiet good! listening to michelle's cd track list (dancing with our hearts) i did the 'this is your life' song thing were you shuffle your mp3 and whatever comes out is your open credits, getting up, ect its mostly really cool (i will post the real thing later) its those sort of things that i dont know. not mean alot tome, but i get disapointed if they turn out to be crap.
life is pretty okay right now christmas soon and i am sort of looking forward to it. my dad is in a very unstable mood in general. one minute he will be laughing and making jokes the next he shall be really really angry. i dont like it, but its nothing i cant handle. not much has happened really?
lots of concerts (placebo was AMAZING and i think i owe an apologie to Lime for Josheph stalin (but stalin is spelt P R I C E) and wired was great, Jesus is 14 though which is slightly disturbing, but cute and funny. ever so slightly obsessive. made out with jess too :p shes an amazing kisser :p kukuku pictures to prove it!
i have an elfwood account, tre cool! but it takes so so long to update!!! grrrrrr.
thankgod miss Fairhurst is back i hated mrs elis with such a passion she is fine FOR A FUCKING KINDERGARTEN TEAHCER! and the worst of it is i dont wish her any sprt of horrible bodily harm like god i wish she'd fall down some stairs and die. she is welcome to do so. but i dont wish it to be so? Mrs fucing erogloo can though...
bitch...
ah well on that malific (is that even a word?) note i leave you.
and if i am to die...
remember what a kind lovely wonderful forgiving and open minded person i am. was.
okay i have been reading all my old blog entries (because im wiating for my mp3 to charge up so i can then go on a bike ride in an attempt to get some fresh air and hopefuly clear up my nose for tonight) and i really enjoyed it so i have decided i am going to try as best i can to start writing again. because i really dont post as much as i should.
dad is supposed to be away, but his train hit a cow on the way and it was canceled aparantly he got some pictures and i do actualy want to see them, i am not sick im just morbidly curious.
Hannah Robins's house party tonight and i am attending as a ball sack (santa has a sack and fancy parties are called balls so why not? i thought it was a bloody good idea!?) i actualy made it myself! well mum helped but yeah and it does really look quiet good! listening to michelle's cd track list (dancing with our hearts) i did the 'this is your life' song thing were you shuffle your mp3 and whatever comes out is your open credits, getting up, ect its mostly really cool (i will post the real thing later) its those sort of things that i dont know. not mean alot tome, but i get disapointed if they turn out to be crap.
life is pretty okay right now christmas soon and i am sort of looking forward to it. my dad is in a very unstable mood in general. one minute he will be laughing and making jokes the next he shall be really really angry. i dont like it, but its nothing i cant handle. not much has happened really?
lots of concerts (placebo was AMAZING and i think i owe an apologie to Lime for Josheph stalin (but stalin is spelt P R I C E) and wired was great, Jesus is 14 though which is slightly disturbing, but cute and funny. ever so slightly obsessive. made out with jess too :p shes an amazing kisser :p kukuku pictures to prove it!
i have an elfwood account, tre cool! but it takes so so long to update!!! grrrrrr.
thankgod miss Fairhurst is back i hated mrs elis with such a passion she is fine FOR A FUCKING KINDERGARTEN TEAHCER! and the worst of it is i dont wish her any sprt of horrible bodily harm like god i wish she'd fall down some stairs and die. she is welcome to do so. but i dont wish it to be so? Mrs fucing erogloo can though...
bitch...
ah well on that malific (is that even a word?) note i leave you.
and if i am to die...
remember what a kind lovely wonderful forgiving and open minded person i am. was.
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