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August 04 Oh good heavens!What. The. Hell?!
Double-youTeeEff and all that shizzle...
What's happened to my beautiful space? It's all... Liney! It looks more professional.. Bitch.
It's all organised?! It's not me anymooorrrreeee... *cries into cold cup of coffee*
I guess I'll blog now and stop moaning.
Errrrmmm... So much has happened since I last blogged.. I'll write it in quick, note-like form...
Er, actually that's it... Yesterday and today was an uberfest of Lizzie... Which was good... *grins* Now I get bored and stop typing... I'm worried now.. Mnerh, i'll survive... Laters, dudes and dudettes... xXx June 08 NEEEEOOOOWWWWWWWW *aeroplane passing*This'll just be a short one.. I've got to be back at the school in twenty minutes.
The Holiday Blog will be completed as soon as I have finished it, and er...
AHHHH
I can't take it. They're soooo... Childy. Small and sticky and clingy and punchy.
I spent the whole of morning break saying "Let's stop kicking Connor in the head" or, "Garry! Tress are not for chewing" or, "Okay, let's now play the Not-Standing-On-Miss-Mayall's-Toes-Game."
Yeah, I'm now Miss Mayall. I like that. Commanding respect and all that. Awww. I'm going to force my friends to call me that from now on. Yay.
Errrmmm... I don't think going back to your old school should be allowed. It's weird. I don't like it. WAAAAH!!
Geez... That's it really. I've gotta go soon anyway.
I need lunch too.
I guess that's what lunch breaks are for though. I mean apart from blogging. What a tiny blog. Ah well. You all know I'm still alive, anyway.
I am still alive. Just beaten up and dribbled on a bit.
SEVEN MORE DAYS OF THIS!
SEVEN. 7!
I'm going to die. They'll kill me. May 23 So long, farewell, auf wiedersehn, goodbye!Just a few notes...
And lastly, but not leastly...
I'M GONNA BLOODY WELL MISS YOU ALL!
I'll think of you all while in Spain soaking up the sun. May 10 Hello I'm Barry Scott! And I'm Here to Talk To You About The NEW Cillit Bang! . . . BANG! And The Dirt Is Gone.Barry Scott = Legend. Bow down to him. Now.
 Feeling better now, for those who care. And those who don't. Damn indifferents.
Today was a fair hoot.
School stuff
Hah. I can make the writing big!
Lessons were average.
Food was spent making banners for Gavin and Rachel for the Year Ten Head Boy And Girl Elections. Which quite funny. Josh was being a prick.. You know, just for something new to do. He's never usually a prick.
Sorry, I mean he's ALWAYS a prick.
Then we had Latin. No comment.
Break was just Lizzie and I walking around, proceeding to the dinnerhall and not eating anything. Hm. Maths next. 'Twas dull.
Then English. I did Brutus' speech ^_^. I love that speech. I really wanted Marc Antony's though. Not just because I have a completely blown-out-of-proportion crush on Marc Antony, either. No.
 Anyway, let's move on.
Then was lunch. That was a laugh. Wandered around for a bit, avoiding cameras. Bought a vanilla milkshake. Absolutely luuuurvely, that was. Then I can't remember much.
Then was PD. Miss Kelly DIDN'T have a spaz attack. Which is like wow. She got a bit angry, but she didn't go and fetch someone. She's so incompetent. So anyway. Then was some other stuff involving JJ, Chris, me, Alice and eating paper. I love our form. And I actually proper love JJ and Chris. Most of the time.
Then was hometime. Well, it was for most people. Alice, I and some others had to go to ICT. I spent my ten minutes of relative freedom saying goodbye to people. I spent altogether too long hugging Ant I think.. But ah well.
We had ICT, attempted to learn stuff, talked about the prom.
Ah yes, the prom. Only a year and a bit away now. Seems a bit of a faff really. Fun faff, but still. I think I'm going with Jackson. That's what was decided, yeah mate? Good. Just about everyone's decided already. Which is slightly weird I think. Jimmy and Mikey decided a good few months ago (Laura and Bethanie, I think). Loz and Alex have been decided for years, nearly. I was told to go with Jackson a couple of weeks ago... It's odd that people are already decided though. What about fall-outs? They happen, you know.
But whatever. Then I went home.
Home = extreme dulliosity
English trip tommorow.
*tries to contain self*
It should be good... I guess.
*ends blog on interesting, deeply moving note*
Or several lovely pictures of GREY squirrels. Enjoy. ^_^
xXx
  May 09 Geebus!FUCKING HELL!!
I have a blog?!
Well, Danny seems to think so:
April 28 Guy/Gal thing... Mnerh, I'm too tired to care anymore.Well. A week. A whole week since I've blogged. I swear I must be ill.
One note. I HAVE A WE ARE SCIENTISTS TICKET!! Yes, another one! I'm going to go and see then in October mit Jimmy and Mikey. *is extremely excited*
Aw, I'm so damn happy about that.
But I'm bored and depressed on the whole. So I stole a quiz to cheer me up. Vielen Dank, Laila.
~*~Girl Confessions~*~
Name: Leonora.
I sleep naked: Nope.
I wear pink: Not that often.
I've dyed my hair: Yup.
I've danced around in my underwear: Yes. ^_^
I wear makeup: Yes.
I've snuck out to meet boys: Nope.
I love chocolate: YES...
Chick flicks make me cry: No..!
I've drank because of a guy: Well, I've been forced to drink by a guy. Guess who?
I still need my girl time: Hah, I have enough of that. What I really need is some guy time.
It takes me at least an hour to get ready: Nope.. Not normally.
I still have sleep overs w/ my girls: Yup! ^_^ they ruleh. I could do with one really, I feel a moan-fest coming on. Woohoo.
I love doing my hair: No, but it has to be done otherwise it would eat people. Seriously.
My boyfriend's better than yours: Erm.. Yes. What??
Trucks are pretty much hot: Hahahaha, no.
I've given a guy a fake number: No. I've given the count of two people my number, and I really liked both of them.
I've been honked at going down the road: Nope.
I've been hit on in public: No. Hang on, what?
I've been called a slut: Yes. Which is strange, because you can call me just about anything, but slut isn't actually one of the true ones.
I love singing: Yup ^_^
I kill hoes: I've never killed anyone...
I've taken a shot to a guys nuts: Yes. ^_^
My boobs are too small: Nope.
Football players are hot: Generally, no. I'm in total agreement with Laila here. Nerds, weed, geeks, sensitive souls. They're the ones for me.
I have my belly button pierced: Nope.
I have my tongue pierced: Nope.
I have a tattoo: Nope.
I have gotten suspended: No.
I have gotten arrested: No.
Seeing as I practically AM a guy, I might as well do the dude confessions as well. ************************************************** *Guy Confessions *
NAME: Leonard MacCallister
I have watched porn: Yes, us male-types always watch porn.
I have played/cheated on a girl: Yes. I am a heartless bastard, like many of my kind.
Ive slept naked: Of course.
I play video games: No.
I wear boxers to bed: Generally, aye.
Ive thrown rocks @ a girls window: No, I'm too manly for that. Only romantic, weedy-types do that.
I still beat my buddies up: Not so much "beat up" as "rape".
Of course they never beat me up: Never. I'm too intimidating.
I drive a truck: I can't drive yet. But of course I would. REAL men drive trucks, obviously.
I drive some type of car: See above.
I have a job: No. I'm a lazy faggot ^_^
I have more than one job: Er... no?
I'm cocky: I'm not, obviously. I'm just right all the time and never need anyone's help.
Ive forgotten to return a phone call to a girl: Yes. Except not "forgotten", if you see what I mean. I just never liked her.
Not all guys are the same: No, we're all different.
id do anything for a special girl: not anything. Especially not anything before 12 am.
Im in love: Hah, no! Only gays fall in love.
Ive honked at a girl going down the road: No, I haven't been able to due to lack of car.
Ive hit on a girl in public: Yeah.
Ive asked a hot girl for her number that I just met: No, they always ask me.. *winks*
Ive acted like a man whore: Yes. A bisexual man-whore...
Pamela Anderson is hot: No, she's too easy for me.. I like a challenge..
Sports over-rule everything else: No.. Music is my life.
I like rock music: Yeah.
I like rap music: No.
Ive been suspended: No..
Ive gotten detention: Yes.
The whole "if a guy has big feet" thing is true: No, mine's tiny and my feet are huge. April 21 The more it snows, tiddly pom...Cuh, I know, the title sucks. Leave me alone!
Legendary few days in the past couple of weeks. Seeing friends, going to gigs, getting pissed on Pimm's...
PIMM'S??
What a lightweight. It's nice though, isn't it? Sort of fruity. Better than whiskey, anyway. Yerrerrchk.
Haha, I just tried saying "Yerrerrchk" and failed miserably. Loser.
So anyway.
Aww, Danny's popular. And I'm not. AND he's insulting me on Messenger, as if things weren't bad enough.. *sobs into tissue*...
Yes. School. As in back to. Erghness.
Still, the sheeshmabob crew will reunite tommorow. And Sunday. IF we can find somewhere to go. *growls in general direction of parents who WON'T LEAVE THE GODDAMN HOUSE*
*sighs*
Blog, I guess.
So, school still sucks; people are still too peopley; lessons are still too sleep-inducing; teachers are still shit.
And life's supposed to be full of changes.
YAY DOCTOR WHO TOMMOROW.
Hm. April 15 You Fricking Love It.Well, I was right to be excited.
Doctor Who fucking kicks arse!!
David Tennant was totally the right choice for The Doctor. True, he was good in the Children In Need Special and The Christmas Invasion, but tonight... Wow.
I love it! I love him! I love everyone!!
Awww. How amazing. I want to watch it again.
Ah but I can!!! I hath recorded it. Which meaneth that I caneth watch it again now!
Wooop!
Shush now Leo. Shush. DOCTOR WHO!!AAA, he's returning!
He's back.
In 53 minutes.
Oh good heavens.
David Tennant!!
Doctor Who!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA.
Also, I am watching Harry Potter.
Yay! I forgot how good these movies are.
Hahaha Gilderoy Lockhart is such a twat.
Erm, that's all of note.
Ps. DOCTOR WHO!! April 12 KeithKeithKeithKeithKeithYey!!
6 whole comments!!
All fer me.
I guess I had better blog again.
Well, I have something to blog about anyway.
Last night!! HOW awesome??
I went to go see one of the greatest bands I could possibly name, WE ARE SCIENTISTS. And it ended up being better than the NME tour. WHICH WAS A FUCKING GREAT DAY.
Ergh, we had to wait out in the rain for about 35498439 hours though, for some reason. Which meant my hair went all frizzy. Schnerp. But ah well, in the end, it was so totally Worth The Wait. (yes, I am going to be doing this throughout the entire blog)
So, I got at Al's house insanely early in the morning (ie. nine), and we watched TV for a bit. Then we watched King Kong while the others steadily arrived. Lu was first, then Alex, and Charlotte arrived while we were eating lunch. We were all... What's The Word?... Grooviefied in our cool togs. And we all looking amazingly cool. Argh, but when we were ready to go, it was raining, so we made The Great Escape to Al's mum's car. She drove us to the station, where we caught a train to Cambridge. We then walked a million miles to the backstage area of The Junction. And hung around for a while. We crept in through the gates, only to be marched back out again by a bitch (officail collective noun? Help?) of roadies. So then we did laps of The Junction to prevent boredom, and then we met CHRIS CAIN!! Yes! We talked to him through the bars, and took pictures, and got him to sign stuff. THEN WE SHOOK HIS HAND. Yes, I shook CHRIS FUCKING CAIN'S HAND!!
And breathe.
After a while, we got bored of alternating between doing laps and going to the toilets, so we went to Subway for food. Al didn't buy anything, she didn't have any money. What a Cashcow. Moop! I bought half a meatball sandwich, a cookie, a doughnut and a cappicino. Which wasn't very nice. Ohhww.
So then we did some more laps, and we then discussed whether to go to the cinema or not. It was a no, so we went to the arcade. Which had many a chav innit (heh, see what I did?.. Oh, never mind). So, after spending about £4237 on a stupid 10p gambling machine, I gave up and bought almost a kilo of sweets. Which was stupid, seeing as we wasted loads of them. Ah well. Lucky my dad doesn't read this, he'd kill me.
And then after gorging ourselves on sweets, we went up and down the down and up escalators. To be annoying and to kill time. Then we went to queue. We did another lap, and when we had, some rotten tealeaves had pinched our place. They were scary though, so we didn't make a fuss. So after that, it was about an hour and a half of changing people to go round the building and go to the toilet. Fun. So, out of pure, unadulterated boredom, we tore apart an umbrella. Which was fun. We hit it against a column many times.Whack, bam, It's A Hit. It smashed and splintered, but it diddn't tear. So, being the resorceful youths we are, we used a part of the umbrella to tear apart the fabric. Yey. Then we made wristbands.
Then James came over to us, and we talked about ways of getting him a ticket.
After more circling, visting the box office and wandering up and down the queue to see if anyone we knew had arrived, we were finally let in! We made straight for the barrier, and took off our jackets and hat.
We were in! And we were ready. The first support band came on - Foreign somethingorother . They were okay, fairly good, but the drumming was amazing! Really, really, wow. Yeah, just, wow.
So anyway, I was fairly crushed at this point, but I was okay. But then ¡Forward, Russia! came on. Aaaaa. They were good, really good, but people were so, squashy. All the time I was thinking if Nobody Move, Nobody Get Hurt (very bad grammar, t'cuh). But people moved, and people got hurt. Mainly me. Seriously, the drummer - an amazingly cool girl - stopped and asked if we were all okay. We obviously said yes, but somebody's elbow was in my neck. Grrr. They're not getting a Christmas card this year. Not that they would have anyway, seeing as I don't know them, but shush. Woo, so after much dancing and sweating and pain, they finished.
AND WE ARE SCIENTISTS CAME ON!! Well, after much Inaction, they came on, anyway. They were dressed in funky little ghoul costumes. Well, the roadies and Micheal were. Keith just came skipping on to the stage and started playing. I swear, he has the best, sexiest legs in rock. Or ever. They are just so.. Wow. So, after much staring at Keith's legs, Chris came on. With goggles on! How much does he rock? And then he started playing the bassline for the opening song. Woop! I danced and I sang and I sang and I danced throughout the entire set. I had again managed to get my way back to the front, which was good. What was so great about these guys was the little, almost stand-up, routine they did between a few songs. I mean, no Textbook or anything. Just banter with the crowd and each other. Oh my god I love them.
And then, at the end, Keith just dived into the crowd. Oh, how I envy those that touched THE LEGS. And James undid his shoe and someone else stole it. Unbelieveable. So he hopped back to the backstage, while we chanted his name as some sort of Callback. Then, when he didn't reappear, we retreived our coats and my hat, and bought some stuff - Which was all awesome. Buy anything there and you Can't Lose. Then we went out round the back and we saw Keith hopping very quickly over to the tourbus. Bless him. And then he came out!! Wooooo!! We taked to him and got him to sign stuff and took pictures with him. Some people gave him this bizarre three-legged stuffed cat with a t-shirt on. Which he looked pretty damn pleased about. Aww, and then he wore my hat while we took a photo. HE WORE MY HAT!! KEITH MURRAY'S HEAD HAS BEEN IN MY HAT!! His amazingly soft, sexy hair has been in my hat. His hair is so soft, seriously. Like a cat's. Except not. More like Keith Murray's. Yes, EXACTLY like Keith Murray's. And he hugged me while the photo was taken! HE HUGGED ME!! And then I made some comment about his new shoes, which were very shiny and glittery. They were amazing. And, apparently Ricky Wilson from the Kaiser Chiefs gave them to him!! How wow is that? Really wow, that's how wow.
And then he went back inside while we yelled "Bye!" And "We love you!" and blew kisses. Which he blew back. Woo!!
Aaaaah, what a day.
It's hard to believe that The Scene Is Dead now. I mean, it was so alive last night and now it must be really quiet.
But was it Worth The Wait?
I think so. April 07 Schnerp.I'm beginning to wonder why I bother blogging. It's not like I ever get any feedback from anyone (bar Danny, cheers love).
I guess people have just lost interest. Wouldn't be the first time. *looks pathetic in an attempt to get the viewers back*
What does the media do when it wants attention... Celebrities!! How about if I pack this page full of celebs? Nah, okay. We could do a phone poll of some sort.
Or I could just do the normal thing and threaten that this will be my last blog.
Right guys. I think this will be my last blog.
*waits for begging screams of "NO! Don't stop blogging! We alll love you!"*
*realises it's just not happening*
*gives up and does something constructive for once*
April 06 Ergh.Thursdays are no fun without school. No Drama, no Viva, no no Dr Back.
But, if you were thinking I am depressed, then think again! For j'ai un pie microwaveable de poulet et legumes, et un café avec lait. Le yum.
Aussi, there is a gig that I shall be attending. Woop yes. Only bloody We Are Scientists!! In five days, if you're interested. Heck, even if you're not. I love W.A.S. They make me dancey in my feet and happy in my brain. And they are such legends: so funny. Leider, they sind American, which makes stalking them sehr sehr difficult. Which is a shame.
But ah well. I'm GOING TO SEE THEM!!! LIVE!!!! IN CAMBRIDGE!!!! Have fun in France, suckers.
Oooh, my space is so pink and black. And what are those random majigs? They're sort of swirly, but they're not swirls. Water ripples maybe?
Mebbes.
And OH my god. Doctor Who!! The return of!! It's COMING!! David Tennant - Hottest Doctor Who Ever? I am thinking so. He is hot. Very much so. Casanova? Phwwwoaaaaaahhhhh!!
Wow. Camden is fun.
But I think I'd better not live there. I'll spend all my money. Which is ein wirklich schade fur mich.
I didn't take that many pictures in the end. I was going to take LOADS of EVERYthing, but then I never did. Darn.
Another thing that was kind of sucky was that we didn't see many hardcores. You know, the mega-extremists. Pierced eyelids, neon hair, that sort of thing. Shame. I plan to be one, if I can afford it. Noserings don't come cheap, you know. As as for hair dye... Sheesh!
Shall I tell you what I purchased from the den of amazingness known as Camden Market? Yes, I shall. I bought:
But I also purchased some Resin!! Yum!!! I haven't had Resin for years and years and years and years. It's chocolate toffee coated in dark chocolate. Yummeh! Oh yes, and a NME magazine. Where I found out the full line-up for Reading. Which I'm not going to. Too late, again. Fucking eBay shouldn't sell tickets, it's a fucking rip-off. They're going for three hundred quid or something? Damn those people who buy lots of tickets. Damn them to the eternal, firey depths of scam-hell. I'll put the pictures of Camden up as soon as my dad isn't hassling me to get off the computer.
April 01 Saturday sucks bumWhich is why I'm doing.. *fanfare* The Longest Quiz In The World!!
Stolen DIRECTLY from someone else's blog, with the idea taken from Laila's... This is ENTIRELY unoriginal. And very long.
001. What is your name? Leonora
002. Spell your name backwards: Aronoel. Which sounds like a princess or something. 003. Date of birth: 17/11/9o 004. Male or female?Female 005. Astrological sign: Scorpio. 006. Nicknames: Leo, Lilo, Leonard, Leo Babez... 007. Occupation: None to speak of. 008. Height: Shortish. 009. Weight: About... 9 stone? 010. Hair color: Blondish. 011. Eye color: Blue/Green/Grey. 012. Where were you born? Surrey. 013. Where do you reside now? Isleham. Hoo-bloody-ray. 014. Age: 15 015. Screen names: Too many too say. I change it at least once a week. At the moment, it's part of a Bright Eyes song 016. E-mail addy: lifes_too_short_for_eskimo_pie@hotmail.com 017. What does your screen name stand for? The fact that my soul is worth very little. 018. What is your livejournal name? Erm.. Yes? 019. What does your Blurty name stand for? Hahaha. What the hell is a Blurty? 020. Pets: Two goldfish. 021. Number of candles you blew out on your last birthday cake? Can't remember. Was aaages ago. 022. Piercings? None 023. Tattoo's? None 024. Shoe size: 8/9 025. Righty or lefty? Right... I wish I could write with both though. 026. Wearing: The best jeans, a pink-brown top, THE jacket, my beanie and my scarf. 027. Hearing: My music 028. Feeling: Tired, pissed off, and left out. 029. Eating/drinking: Nought.
~Okay, I Name An Artist And You Give A Lyric From Any One Of Their Songs!~
112. What color are your sheets? Brown, with weird patterns. ~What Is Your Opinion Of The Following~ ~Name Game~
~Randomness~
Wow. I finished it. March 29 Oh, and your sweet and pretty face, such an ugly word for something so beautiful.Haha, you want to know something funny?
Naaah, I thought not. I'll save it for another time.
Officially obsessed with... The Kooks! Don't be scared if I bombard you with songs by them, I'm just trying to spread the geniosity.
But oh oh, I love her because she moves in 'er own way.
And on with the blog...
Yes, well I have been depressed recently, but you don't really want to hear about that... Erm, my sister had hackers that weren't me. Lizzie is now going out with Tom... I have rediscovered the amazingness of Skunk Anansie, much to my sister's disgust... I can't think of more news.
I'm guessing I'm either going to describe my day, or write about some sort of topic.
Well my day was dull. Talking to hairy druggies, eating lollies that weren't cannabis, and singing happy birthday to Edd. Dull. Dullness.
I'm so damn apathetic sometimes, I bore myself.
Ooh, did I tell you about my amazing adventures in Cambridge?
No, no I didn't.
So now you're going to hear them. Well... It all began early on a Saturday morning. I made the journey to Lizzie's, where I found Jess and her talking to a half-naked man. Well, boy, really. Er, yes, so then we walked to le bus stop. Exciting. Caught the bus, then Tom caught the bus, played "Shag, Marry, Kill?" for a while, and it got a bit silly. So then we got off the bus and walked to the Grafton centre. Ack, this is unbearably boring for me to write about.
Let's talk about my playlist.
Oh wow, most played item: District Sleeps Alone Tonight - The Postal Service. Followed by Such Great Heights. Then Build God, The We'll Talk.
Shag, Marry, Kiil? Conor Oberst, Jake Gyllenhaal, Simon Amstell.
This must be the oddest blog I've ever written. Random pieces of thought. Strung together. Without a thought of linking. Them.
Weddings. How do y'all want to get married, if at all? I want to be married under a palm canopy, bare footed. The cake would be made of Krispy Kremes, all different flavours for the different tiers. A live band. A decent live band. The dress would be reeaaally, reeeeaaaaally expensive. And I'd get the bridesmaids and pageboys to paintball it.
Meh, or not.
I'll get on with my story now.
Comment. Erm. Please? March 27 Yet another unfinished blog. Guess why?Today I am going to kill something.
Anything.
Alright, I'm kidding, but I am more than slightly obsessed with that poem.
I don't even know why. I don't identify with it, I don't empathise with the writer, and I'm terrified by it. She's going to kill you! She's already murdered her goldfish! Run for the hills!! This woman is homocidal! She has a bread knife!
Scary, scary poem.
Argh, I hate it when my sister decides she has to homework while I'm blogging. You actually have no idea how much it pisses me off.
I'll blog properly another time.
Just, comment, bitches! *waves bread knife* March 24 But whoo is Magoo?I do not know.
I may never know.
Heck, maybe I don't even care.
What's it to you anyhu? You people don't even read the titles anyway. You just greedily grab the blog. I spend YEARS thinking of decent titles and they never get read. Shame on you. From now on, I will have shitty titles and I will place the blame fully on you. Yes, you! And you! Aww, you I love too much. But you, definitely.
And on with the blog.
I am rethinking my entire, 15-year life. I mean, I thought I could write poems that moved, and showed the real me. I thought my poems had depth. But look, and I ask you LOOK. This is so brilliant, I couldn't put it off. I had to show you all.
my name is lil leah
i lyk da name called mia
i ave loadsa frends
but it all depends
on if u kno hw 2 b a frend,
i am very cheeky
and can b very meaty
i lyk 2 shop
n also hop
n be very sneeky. Does that not just inspire you to, to... Jump off a fucking sixteen-storey building? What the FUCK? Poems on spaces are SUPPOSED to be depressing, emoey and downright twisted. She's bending all the rules! But she does it oh-so-stylishly. I mean, aqua? Genius.
Ah yeah, before I got sidetracked. I guess I'd better blog? Nah, actually. Oh shit I feel bad.
I just want to apologise for being such a bitch. Sorry Leah. Sorry Lisa, who I quite happily took the piss out of the other day. You're not worse than me. Just because I choose to spell correctly doesn't make me better than either of you. You're both ten, and therefore probably don't know any better. I'm really sorry. You probably won't read this, either of you, but I needed to say it.
Yes. I'm a complete weirdo. March 22 A blog? What's that?Yeah, so I haven't blogged in a while.
Seems like loads of people haven't. Even friggin Adam Trendall hasn't, and he blogs majorly a lot. (Please excuse grammar, I'm just so darn excited to be blogging again...)
Ack, I cannae be arsed. So here's a quiz I found on a random six-year-old chav's site. Her answers are highlighted in PINK, cause it seemed appropriate.
----------------LAST PERSON WHO-------------- x.Made you cry: Someone who doesn't like hats. x. You went to the movies with: Oh god. You are not going to believe this, but Jimmy and Mikey. Seriously. And that was about 3289423948 years ago. x. You went to the mall with: I have been to a mall, once. In America. With my aunt. However, I last went to a shopping centre avec ma familie. x. Yelled at you: ma mum
-----------------HAVE YOU EVER--------------- x. Wish you were the opposite sex: Hell no, I love being a girl! - Really? Why's that? I kinda hate being a girl sometimes. Guys just seem to have it easy.
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x. Do you have a crush on someone: For the first time in about 20000000 years, no! x. What book are you reading now: Oh, my god, how intelligent. Animal Farm by George Orwell. x. Do you sleep with a stuffed animal: nah no point...they'd all fall off! - What the hell does she do on her bed?? Er, I have a rabbit and a dog. As Jimmy and half the people at that party found out. Damn. x. What's under your bed: em...a load o junk - Same. Plus my sister, although it could be argued that she IS junk. x. Siblings: only child - Geez you're lucky. I have a sister and a brother. They both suck big cow penis. Not literally, obviously. x. Location: dundee - Oooh! I live in the East. Tis boring in the flat lands of the far East. Very boring. x. Piercings/tattoos: ears pierced - None. Whatsoever. x. Who is your best friend: all ma gurlies yoo no who yoo r - Blesses. My best friend is Lizzie... But I think a few other people need a special mention: Alice, Jo, Mikey, Jimmy, Ant and Molly. Luff oo!! Loleth. x. What are you most scared of: heights mainly - Haha, I knew a giraffe who was afraid of heights. Well, I met one. The most pathetic sight I have ever seen in my life. And that's coming from ME. Bless him. Oh yeah. I'm afraid of horses, being alone, being rejected and blood. x. Where do you want to get married?: dno x. Are you for world peace: Who is actually going to say no? Seriously? I want world war! Yes. Unrest, deaths, people in pain and dying all over the world. Lovely. -----------------------------STUFF--------------------- x. Song that’s stuck in your head a lot: beep <- Oh. My. God. ARRRGH. I thought I had escaped that song, but it's back with a vengance. Now I'm All Over The Shop - Maximo Park. That's stuck in my head a lot. -------------------------FAVORITE--------------------- x. Type(s) of music: dance music n that sort o thing x. Colour: pink n blue - Is that one colour now? My favourite colour is purple. Then orange. Then BLACK. x. Month: july wen its summer x. Stone: em dno wot they cald --------------IN THE LAST WEEK, HAVE YOU--------------- x. Sang: probs 2day sumtime - I sang today! I feel special. I was singing "No Tommorow" by Orson. As Alice knows. x. Hugged someone: yeh - Only about 12893281 people. -----------I N F O R M A T I O N ------------ Sex: Female - Yes. I think I am female. Only... I dunno. I'm a bit of a dude really. I mean a guy. I just... Oh, I don't know. But you don't want to hear about my gender confusedness. So we'll move on to trivial things. Height: dno lol - Short and not growing. That's all you need to know.
--------------S P E C I F I C S ------------------- What are you listening to right now: nothing - Sucks to be you! "Love Will Tear Us Apart" - Joy Division. Donnie Darko, yeah! How many buddies are online right now? 39 - Oooh, get you, Miss Popular. I have 25. Only I talk to about five of them. -------------F A V O R I T E S----------------- Boy’s names?: duno - Jack, Conor and Ovary Boy. Subjects in school: art or music - Errr... I think they're all shite. I hate what I've chosen. But I guess French. And Food. Animals: ma cat n i lyk dogs 2 ----------------H A V E | Y O U | E V E R------------ Smoked cigarettes?: no - Yes. Won't be doing that again in a hurry. I prefer to smoke stuff that won't actually kill you. Skinny dipped?: no - Oh, you have not LIVED. I have. Made yourself cry to get out of trouble?: no - Yes *grins*. It's not my fault people find crying girls so innocent, is it? Pictured your crush naked?: no thts just wrong! - Ack, I have now. Well, my previous crush. Ew. Thanks a lot, stupid quiz thing. As if I didn't have enough worries, I now have an image of Jimmy in my head, naked. Hugged: chris agen You yelled at: dno - Probably some random. Ooh, no! Emily! When I was declaring my undying love for her. I told you I was weird. ----------- A R E | Y O U --------------------- Arrogant: lol no not at all - IIII'm sure. I don't think I am. Oh, but Dr. Back does. So I guess I must be. Hungry: no - For once in my life no.
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Get really wasted with?: Haha, I don't know if anyone would want to. So if you do, drop me a line. Hahahahah. Talk to online: No-one, right now. I'm tired and slightly pissed off. Sex it up with: EDD. Or Ben. Meh, why not? Both. I dream about: People, places, feelings, things. What do you notice first in the opposite sex you're into: Height and hair. Then eyes. ---------------W H I C H | I S | B E T T E R---------------
---------------W H O--------------- Gives you a funny feeling when you see him/her?: No-one in particular, really. --------------D O | Y O U | E V E R----------------- -----------------N U M B E R-------------- February 15 The Best Day Of My Life... Seriously.Oh my god.
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Well. Today was a fucking LEGEND of a day. It began with waking up at eight and getting ready for going out... I got all nice and ready, but, I then remembered.. You know, if you're going somewhere too far away too walk, you may need a ride. And my dad was still asleep. Argheh. So, I woke him up, hurried him up, and off we went to the wild badlands of Ely. We drove to the station, he dropped me off, I left my coat in the car. I bought a ticket... Aw, you don't want to hear this, do you? You want to know why it was such a fucking leg end of a day. Well, maybe you don't... But mnerh.
So... The reason it fucking kicked all other days' butts all over the shop - any shop you like, it doesn't matter.. Heck, ALL of them! - was that I MET ARCTIC MONKEYS!! AND MAXIMO FUCKING PARK!!! AND WE ARE SCIENTISTS!!! AND MYSTERY JETS!!! Aw, geez, since when did rock stars become so nice? Well, Arctic Monkeys were a bit quiet, but they're still kids themselves, so I forgive them completely. Aw, but Paul Smith (Maximo Park) is sooo incredibly, amazingly, awesomely nice. Quite cute in real life, too. I mean, you look at posters and he really doesn't look too special, but in real life, he seems more... Well, real. Could I have a crush on Paul Smith? Aw, but he is so nice. We were standing out in the street for hours and hours - and I mean literally -, we even set up camp in a little alcove and went to get lunch. Well, me and Charlotte went to get lunch. It was rather funny... We went to Starbuck's for a couple of coffees and cakes, and then we went to Burger King, because Charlotte and I were feeling more like eating some good, solid junk food. We ordered this stuff - two kid's meals, cheeseburger and chicken nuggets, in case you were wondering - and dawned on me: how were we going to carry all this stuff? We worked it out, eventually. I stacked up the coffees under my chin, letting the sweet, hot liquid run all over my arms and neck in the process, and carried the box with the cakes, and Charlotte carried the other food. It worked, nearly, but then I decided I wanted to buy the Big Issue. I always buy it. Well, nearly always. So anyway, then we had another dilemma. but that was solved easily enough. I shifted stuff a bit, and it worked out ok. Only there was coffee all over my arms and chin, but I got over it. So we sat down and had lunch and then Jo and Harry arrived. Then we just talked for a while, to pass the time, and Lucy, Al, Jo and Charlotte went for a walk and bumped into Paul Smith! Oh yes, this was where the story started, wasn't it? Ack random tangent.. But anyway, he was so friendly and we had a chat. He told us to meet him back there at 2:30 and he'd let us come into soundcheck! So we hung around for a while, saw Cookie (Arctic Monkeys). He wasn't very chatty, as I remember. But he WAS still in his pajamas... I know!! We saw an Arctic Monkey in his pajamas!! We are sooo rock 'n' roll. He let us come and sit in on his soundcheck, only it was more like a tiny gig.. JUST FOR US!!! He even let us pick a song for them to play! He did a request!! And what did we - well, Charlotte really - choose? A nice, easy song, on the album, that everyone would know? No! We chose "Wasteland", a song off a charity compilation which very few people actually know... And yet, THEY FUCKING WELL PLAYED IT!! Really!! Aaand, as if that wasn't enough, about half-way through this performance, I noticed the 'Monkeys' drumer, Matt Helders sitting and drumming on his snare near the stage! Like, omfg! Also, Alex and Andy kept walking back and forth past us. Which was rather excellent... So, anyway, yeah, that was awersome, and yet Jo and Harry didn't smile at all.. It was quite worrying.. And then, after that soundcheck, we were shooed out and we stood in the street again.
So there we were, waiting for Arctic Monkeys to come back out so they could sign us, as they actually said they were going to do! And after a while, they came out and their manager told us to give him what we wanted signing so he could take the items into them... Er, why they couldn't sign them out there, in the cold and wet, I may never know, but we gave up our stuff, including Lu's shoe. And then, about five minutes later, he came out again, with the signed stuff, and said "You're very lucky". We all thought he was going to say "Now piss off.". But he didn't! no! He said, "They've asked if you want to come in and see the soundcheck." So we said, "Nah mate, we're alright.".. Yeah, because that DOES sound believable... So anyway, we tried to contain our excitement and went inside (again). We were in the same room as Arctic Monkeys!!! All four of them! Oh my god they rock! And the scary thing was, I was just thinking how cool it would be if they played "Perhaps Vampires Is A Bit Strong But...", as that is my favourite song by them, because the whole rhythm the flow, the drumming of it is just... Grrrr! Fucking excellent... And they did!! We have a like, mental link... Or something. And they also palyed songs that we had never heard before, which was rather cool... During this little soundcheck, Mystery Jets walked in and William said hi to me... Which was rather cool.
So then we were kicked out again and we met Harry's friend James and ranted about how excellent Maximo Park and Arctic Monkeys are and then walked off to HMV, where Mystery Jets were playing an acoustic set. Which was really good! Despite the fact that we had to wait for ages. But we chatted to the bouncers/security/whatever you want to call them, so that was ok. We also waited in the morning, out side HMV for aaages, cause we thought we had to buy a ticket. We didn't. Waste of a couple of hours. But at least we kept ourselves occupied with constructive thnigs. Like throwing my bag around... My kohl is now broken, by the way.. But apart from that, we did nothing. Oooh, except Charlotte went off to buy cookies. Which we happily devoured. Aw wow, but Mystery Jets are sooo amazing and cool! And so friendly! William's cute too. Which is always a good thing.
Hehe, you're lucky that I'm blogging this about 324098234 years (four days) after it actually happened. Otherwise this blog would just be a mess of exclaimation marks, swear words and capita.. *looks up* Ah. Well, never mind that then.
Fucking amazing day, in all.
Oh yeah! Also, and various points in the day (Can't remember exactly when), we met Chris and Keith from We Are Scientists. They are fucking legends and they deserve anything and everything they ask for, with interest. Also a medal. A real one. No crappy tinfoil doohickeys.
Yeah, great day...
I'm trying to find pictures to put up... But our connection is being a poo... So bear with me and they should be up in a couple of days... Courtesy of Lucy's camera!
Haha, you're still reading... Cute.
February 11 The first of many like it.My new favourite site - NNR! - has given me an excellent inspiration!
TOP TENS!! I know. HOW original?
But anyway. Let's begin.
Top Ten TV Characters:
You're just too good to be true, can't take my eyes off of you!Saturday's blog. The blog of Saturday!
Today I did.. Nought.
So why am I blogging?
1) To entertain myself.
2) To keep Lizzie's mind off... Things.
3) To air my thoughts on the following subjects:
And that's it... A reasonably long blog, I think. Better than a non-blog. I bid thee good day. |
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- You actually have no idea how much that makes me laugh. But the last person to yell at me was indeed my mother.
- I dunno really. I don't really like any of them.
- SHE SPELT "THEY" RIGHT!! GIVE HER A STICKER!.. Er, yes. I like jasper, simply because it's called jasper. Oooh, and purple topaz. And sapphires.
- Yes. But I didn't not say it, so that's okay.
- Oh geez. Shall I just say it? Jimmy. There. I said it.|
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