Saturday 26 September 2009

when boredom invades the interlectual mind

The interlectual mind watches Tracy Beaker. It's true, Saturday and I'm bored. I'm bored :| WHY ?! I'll tell you why. Because I'm absolutely knackered, having to actually work at school has come as a shock to me, mainly because GCSEs were an utter breeze, A levels are actually something I have to work at. That sounds like I spent the two years of main school doing jack shit. Sadly it pretty much was that.. Especially when it came to french. Good times (':
Either way, I still got pretty good grades, one A*six As two Bs and three Cs. Fairly chuffed was I (: but I have commited suicide with the subjects I've taken. History, Chemistry, Bio
logy, English Lit and a piece od piss called Critical Thinking. Joyful ehh ?

WAAAYYY too much homework I tell you.

Anywhooo, there is a reason that I haven't been writing to this blog much, mainly 'cause it's not my main blog and I don't have as many followers on
here.. Am I shallow ? I think soooo ;) Jokes. Nah, been bombarded with homework and trying to find time to sleep. Last night was the latest night I've had for a while actually, falling asleep at the grand hour of 1 am, I was absolutely knackered :| yet at GCSE I could happily stay up till 3am and not be tired at all. Fun times I tell you !!

Gahh, Tracy Beaker is actually uber irritating now >.< AHA ! Mock the Week, much more my type of thing. Good old Russel Howard (':
I'm really in the mood for Starbucks now.. Really really in the mood for it.
Sadly if I want any it involves having to traipse all the way to Leicester and I don't have any money at the momentt. Might end up going to Leice
ster to see Phillip at some point, then going with Luke and possibly meeting Nic there. Good times ! Sadly two of them are exs and worry me slightly and they know they do.. Ahh, for such a small person there seems alot to be able to miss (':

Hmm, gonna send Cameron McD-B an email seeing if he wants to talk to me :/ miss talking to someone who gets me to be honest. I hardly see
Dais now, so having Cameron to talk to again would be really nice. Think he might still be in America right now though.. Darn. Email's best cause if I send a text and he's in America, it costs shit loads. And I can put more into an email ! Sound. Thank God for technology (': still want a blackberry though...

Mmm, peckish. Really fancy a prawn salad actually. Shame we have no prawns and I can never be bothered to make a proper salad ;D yes, typically lazy A level student :D I LOVE it !

Riiight, time to watch Mock the Week and mosey into town for a bit (:
Latersss homies, I'll try tapping the odd post on here more often
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Saturday 12 September 2009

the return of a tard to our midst.

WELL HAI THERE !

Yep, as I have said in both my other blogs, I'm back and writing blogs, and currently in the middle of a inner argument, my heart and my brain, or my heart and emotions, or my heart and my brain or my brain and my emotions, or my emotions and my bog toe. I'VE GIVEN UP CARING WHAT WITH. Either way, it's a bloody inconvinience, and have now told the population of facebook about my new toothbrush. How thrilling.

My life has come to questioning myself as to what would happen if I was placed in a nunery. Fuck knows. Thats the answer. Men may drive me to pure insanity, but tbh, we need the fools. Without them we would be over hormonal, over stressy, over sexually frustrated and generally uber stroppy. 'Tis me all over ;D HA.

And for god's sake, if you're GOING to talk to me on msn, DON'T just say Hi and then expect me to make the conversation, YOU'RE IN IT AS WELL YOU BLOODY FOOL.
Gah, can you tell I'm a tad, stressed/hyped up/emotional/bored/caffine stricken ?

Started at 6th form now though (: so expect many more lovely posts of my life as a teenage tart, named Reginald and therefore everyone thinks I'm genderly confused, as I do in fact, ONLY have lady parts and am sadly NOT a hermaphfrodite, unlike my darling Archibold, whose penis in fact, has a flashing LED and is attatched to my through clever stitching (:

ZOMG Billsy willsy lemon squilsy just text me, boy I'm loved ;D and he calls me Boobookittyfuck, so you decide whose name's worse. He's rather uber cool to be frank (: bless him..

Hmm, I think I just sounded uber snappy to Gaz :/ woops. I just get annoyed so easily :/ BLAME HORMONES. Oh I forgot, I have done ever since I was 10.

Interesting education I had I must say..

Anyway, I must jizz. Did I say jizz ? I meant whizz. Did I say whizz ? I mean.. GO. Yes, mein fuhrer, me and mein kampf must go and do yoga. My kampf being my bottom. God I'm a raving fool :|

Laters tardy darlings, myself included, SCHIZOPHRENIC xD jokes.

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