friday was the venture of the summer to London town with Daaais and Scott, such fun we had xD the lorry that couldn't spell Archibold correctly. instead it was called Archbold. we did have a plan to run after the lorry down the motorway equiped with a biro and attempt to scrawl an "i" onto the name. we are very particular about our spelling and grammar you seeeee.
the mosey into London was a fun one i must say, especially the overground half, t'was interesting watching randomers on it, especially a family whose primary dress sense was tracksuits. but not normal ones, DESIGNER tracksuits. ohh i did snigger, to be fair i think they looked a tad daft (': this was, of course, opposed to my skinnies and top and cardii. think i looked hot, minus the majorly insane, later extremely frizzy hair due to the rain (':
first to be hit by our group of utter tards, was Camden. so we fitted in perfectly ! minus the all over body piercings, although Daais could have competed to be fair, and minus the awesomely coloured and spiked hair. i'm begining to think i should have got mine dyed and spiked actually.. would have looked.. interesting xD but we did have a fun amble around Camden, and when the smell of weed and the persistant rain got too much we departed for the Hayward art gallery. t'was amusing. i really don't have the effort to go through the pornographic exhibitions AGAIN, for god's sake, just read my other blogs. it saves SO much time.
ditto for the restaraunt, show, and tube back. my fingers are bored of typing it over and over again. well, properly once, the other was a less inspired ramble but i felt obliged to write it. hmm.
annndd yesterday i got the cartilage at the top of my ear pierced yesterday (': it hurt a tad and last night was interesting when i was trying to sleep on my opposite side, but i'm somehow managing it. and oddly, it seems to be healing better than my lobes did..intriguing. and now i have something in my eye and it hurtssss alot. ):
and my stomach's rumbling and my mom didn't get any more nutri-grain junk from asda on friday because i wasn't there to tell her what we needed to get. *sighs* parents.. do they ever learn from their young ? i somehow doubt it.. although my mom can actually text by herself now.. although it does take an age. and then the spelling and grammar are basically appalling. bleh.
haaa, this morning i got a lovely little alarm call from none other than my darling lesbian Joshua (': i missed talking to the raging maniac last night actually, t'was nice to hear him.. that and the guns in the background 'cause he was at work, (he works on a clay shooting range thiiing) so yeah (: such larks was the conversation, until he had to reload the thingy ma bob and has resorted to texting me. and now i'm scrawling a blog and cursing my internet.
i'm trying to upload some pictures on here to make my blog look attractive and show some events of London, but for some reason it just refuses ): and i don't liiiike it. it makes me sad. i want the hot pictures of me, daisy and scott outside the restaraunt where i'm raping my little turd.
s'not fairrr. and my coffeee doesn't taste that nice for some reason today.. i'm not impressed in the SLIGHTEST to be fair.. annddd i'm confused as to what i am. as my darling Cameron McD-B wrote in his blog that he wasn't sure what to call me.. so now i don't know if i'm a boy or a girl.. i think i have a growth.
i have a growth on my face :| can it be true ?! i have a penis.. ON MY FACE ?!?
oh hang on...
no, just my nose.
have my toes mutated into 10 mini penis's ? i don't think so actually, they're the wrong shape i reckon.. am i a hermaphrodite.. ? am i a miracle of modern science ?
to be fair, i still reckon i'm leaning more towards a female. in fact no. i KNOW i am a girl.
so thank you Cameron darling for confusing my gender ! such a lovely guy to have when he starts you questioning your gender (':
i'm going to make more coffee, stuff that's actually going to taste nice..
coffee coffee coffeee !
x
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