Daisy's Birthday

was absolutely brilliant.
After a hectic morning running back and forth from Chester Road to Sutton, we finally got the wacky backy off dear William before heading for home to get ready.
I arrived at Daisys 5 minutes late before practically everyone else, Fran, Biff, Lana, Daisy's family and I watched Daisy open her presents in embarrasment, then we all headed off down the road, quickly grabbing Lottie.
After managing to survive trekking down to Sutton barefoot in the freezing cold, we arrived at Jimmy Spices and waited for everyone else.
When Ethne, Jamie, Conor, Tom, Luke and Gina arrived, the food, fun and festivities began.
There were some pretty hilarious-looking people there, including our dinner ladies, a bloke with a huge moustache, various ginger children and a child who Daisy had a go at us for taking the mick out of because she (wrongly) thought the child had Downs Syndrome.
The jokes were rolling and a fair few people, especially Tom, was red-faced and crying with laughter.
Everyone was in a dead good mood and there was such a great vibe the whole night.
After a quick fag break and what felt like ages of waiting with a handful of everybody's collected cash, we paid and left.
The trip to the station barefooted was hilarious and involved lots of dancing and the occasional game of ASSFUCK; and after the young couples said their goodbyes, Tom and Luke had to leg it to their train.
All the girls headed off to Daisys, knocking back a bottle of wine and playing ASSFUCK on the way.
Once we arrived, we played a couple of games of Vodka "have you ever"; sang along to a couple of Kate Nash songs, because we have no lives; remembered the wacky backy, then we were avidly searching for tools to smoke it. After various ideas I thought of rolling it in a cake baking case with a train ticket filter. It worked fantastically, but I ended up the only person who got properly high. I thought grinding it with my cross was a nice touch.
It was fun but not an experience I want to repeat for a while.
My memory is a little hazy after that, but I do remember playing a quick game of chicken and chatting general bollocks with everyone and eating all the Maltesers/Ethne's GORGEOUS cake.
We went to sleep at about half 4, I woke up at half 5 to find Biff with her leg over me making chewing noises, and, still high I burst out laughing, but shockingly woke no one up.
Lana woke me up at half 9 and we all sat about eating toast and chatting more bollocks.
Fucking top night, I love you all.
I will edit this blog with some pictures later when I can be bothered.

Do you believe in God?

I think we can all pretty much guess where I stand with religion.

"Hey Mrs Glitter, is Gary outside?"

Just spent Chinese new year slowly getting drunk with my mother, stepdad and Nicole in Erdington; listening to the crudest, most outrageous man/comedian in England. Am now sat at home, I can hear them singing along to Phil Collins downsturrs.
Nicole has gone home.
I worried over nothing, I ended up with a D and I am completely past caring.
German is a shit language anyway.



Anyway, ooh my day tomorrow is looking so good.
Even if I have got to get up proper early.

I'm getting up at like 9 to be out at about quarter past 10, meeting dear William in Sutton to get some wacky backy, then I will trek up to Daisys hoose and meet Daisy and Biff, then we shall all commence to my cigarette shop, buy the cigarettes, dick about for a bit in Erd, then fuck off home for a couple of hours.
Then we shall throw our gladrags on and meet up somewhere, go for a meal, then commence to get high and intoxicated in Daisy's garage-y bit.

With my beast of a camera.
Bliss.


AND WHY THE FUCKING FUCK IS E4-OD NOT WORKING?!
I THOUGHT THE WHOLE IDEA OF IT BEING "ON DEMAND" IS THAT PEOPLE CAN WATCH IT WHENEVER THEY WANT. NOT WAIT FOR IT TO FRIG ABOUT WITH ITSELF LIKE AN INDECISIVE TODDLER HANDED TWO DIFFERENT TOYS.
C'MONNNN!

Ahh, Jen.

Anyone who doesn't love their mother is an arsehole.
She has literally let me drag her to school and get everything.
It was so cold outside and none of the fucking women* from the office were there, I just stood there ringing the bell in the arctic cold until a cleaner woman let me in.
So now I am here, happily working my bollocks off.
I don't care if I don't pass tomorrow i'm just going to give it a bloody good try.
And everything that I was unsure of, of people acting weird with me is sorted, yesss!



*I hate it when people are talking about a single woman and they write something like "she is a beautiful women". It gets on my nerves SO much!

My, what an evenful day.

Was forced to sit in complete silence for an hour and a half, broken occasionally by fits of giggles caused by entertaining jokes such as:
What is black, blue & terrified of sex?
The 4 year old in my garage.

Then, the chemistry write up was a complete joke, I had forgotten the research to a whole question, so in the end I gave up and doodled.

Just as I was approaching my stop on the bus I realised that I had forgotten all of my german oral stuff and have learnt none of it.

So now I am frustratedly panicking about msn begging anyone to write out their oral questions so that I can start again, before tomorrow.
Ugh.


Ok I am really really panicking now.I have nothing, Fran is typing me out one set of questions (bless her) but there's still two more sets plus a presentation that I haven't got.Shit.
Shit.Shit.

Oh, Biff's coming home at 6 and she will send me them, yessssssss!
I just hope that I can fluke this.

Possibly one of the greatest things I have ever read.

www.pleasefindthis.blogspot.com

If somebody would actually get all that published in a book, I would be the first to bloody buy it.

And wow.
You know life is good when you're arguing with your parents about two crappy teams, neither of which you support. Plus you don't really like football anyway you're just watching it because there's fuck all else on.
Yes, life is fab.

Oops.

I am going to have a shower and pamper myself up to prepare me for the lashing I will get when Mrs Unsworth finds out I have none of my German Oral work.

f/art.

This is what days off consist of.

Crap, but I like the bottom left.

Proper shit.

Boredom.

Boredom.

Boredom.

Year ago.

Faux fat.

Dedication.

I finished all of my Chemistry research on half an hour of solid concentration.
My head hurts.

I really do wish i had credit so that I could find out what is happening.
A few people have been really weird with me recently and I don't know why.
:/

That was the most absorbed I have ever been by Chemistry.
Oh Miss Hopkins would be proud.




Diediediediediediediediedie!!!!!!!

:)

Ireland.

Pablo Houdini.

"HA!"

Best picture I have ever taken.

Nicole hated me for this.

Amy.

Nice hair, Kit.

Night me and Fran got reasonably trashed.

I was on whiskey, she was happy with WKD's.

Sarika and I, Art trip.

Again.

The intelligent people you find in art galleries.

"Event Day" in Sutton Park, mid 2008.

We were enjoying that far more than we should.

"Ki' was here" by moi on Fran's ankle.

Halfway through a Chemistry lesson, "Ki' was here" on Ethne's hip.

"Ethne" by Ethne on my neck, halfway through Chemistry.

Singing.

More singing.

Just before Conor's.

Aleccc.

Me, blonde, and Nicole, 2k8.

Me, Mancunian mother and Faith in Austria 2k8/2k9.

Something ridiculous like October, me in snow.

Me and my number one.

Me, by Harlee Gresty. Art coursework.

Me and Molly, haha.

Me and my number one seeing the Subways.

Me and Ethne.

Horoscope

I read into horoscopes in a very big way, because usually my horoscope is 100% right when it comes to me. I found my horoscope for 2009.
Baffled, I think is the word.

Career, Incomes and Gains
During the beginning of year 2009, ascendant lord mercury would be in Capricorn. Later, on 26th of January 2009, it will move into Sagittarius in retrograded motion. Sun and Mars both are going over the 7th house. Rahu and Jupiter are in 8th house. However, two major beneficial planets for Gemini ascendant, Saturn and Venus are transiting in 3rd and 9th house respectively. Overall, during the month of January 2009, I can see a number of problems regarding career, finance and reputation. You would be dominated by rivals and competitors.
Chances of promotion or salary increment are low. Long-awaited wishes are not going to fulfill in this month. Due to planetary transit January-February months may not be very good and hence caution should be exercised in these months. March 2009 to June 2009 would be a good period. In this period, Gain of money and property, fame, position, promotion and honor is indicated by planets. This is a very good period coming after a period of difficulties and hardships and at last you can relax and enjoy the success and the results of the hard work you had been putting for a long time. The month of September 2009 and October 2009 would be full of tensions. You would be worried about career and finance related matters. But, the month of November 2009 and December 2009 would be giving tremendous success, promotion, career opportunities finest sources of income.

Love, Family and Social Life
Definitely the period form January 2009 to May 2009 would be a critical period as far as your love or married life is concerned. You would be in deep troubles. A lack of mutual understanding with spouse/life partner would be clearly observed. You are advised to resolve the misunderstanding amicably for happy and harmonious married life. Your good behavior shall have better influence on the children. Keep your spouse happy and accede to the desires of children to the extent you can, within your means.

Education and Traveling
Obviously, this is not a good year in relation to education. Possibly the first and second phases of the year would cerate some troubles in relation to education and competitive exams. You may not pay sufficient attention on your study since of known and unknown reasons. But, you need to boost your self confidence. However, during the last phase of the year you would be reaping outstanding outcomes.

Health
Generally it will be a good year you need to be careful about the problems in lower abdomen or chest area


The 'Education and Traveling' paragraph sent my pulse racing.
GCSE'S...

Wednesday, wow.

First blog.

Shocking.

The reason I tend to write blogs, such as the ones you see on my myspace (i would leave my myspace url if it weren't so embarrassing) is because I use them as a sort of therapy, whenever I am irritated or pissed off or really really happy I tend to let everyone/anyone know about it.

So here goes.

It is wednesday, I am supposed to be doing chemistry research but I really cannae be bothered, my hair is stupidly messy and I have no makeup/bra on.
Fantastic.

I'm dreading when Phil get's home, I don't know why but I always do.
Seeing as i'm not too good at informing everyone of who I am, yet I am far from a "mystery woman" i'll cheat and put something I have already written.

This is a copy of a blog I posted on Myspace.
I'll put it in bold so you're more tempted to read it.

1)This was written in a book before it was typed up in here, but i'm not changing it.

2)My natural hair colour is boring brown.

3)I know no one else with the same name as me.

4)I hate hair extensions. HATE.

5)I love dirty jokes, pisstakes and good humour.

6)I'm not un-intelligent but my blonde moments last hours.

7)Amy Winehouse's album Frank is the best thing i've heard in a while. Shame that.

8)Tracey Emin is God.

9)I'm bored of this already.

10)I love sex when it's not forced, when i'm not under pressure and when i'm almost fully clothed.

11)When i'm truly 100% happy, i sleep.

12)Usually the only things i give a shit about are myself, my hair, my face and everything that is mine (friends and family fall in there somewhere).

13)I don't wear my music taste, if I did i'd look like, well, a twat.

14)I love Oasis and Dido.

15)I love Glasgow, Manchester and Devon.

16)Birmingham's ok.

17)When youmeet me for the first time i'm weird, insane, complicated and difficult to understand. To those who know me i'm still a freak but you'll be able to read the emotions i wear on my face and my tone of voice.

18)I just had to check which number i'm on.

19)I forgot what I was going to write.

20)I clean my ears every day (no that's not what I was going to write).

21)I whine a LOT.

22)Nothing normal ever happens to me. That's not so bad though.

23)I've been in love but to tell the truth I can't reallly 100% remember what it feels like. I don't really want to though, i'd torture myself with it. I know i'll feel it again though.

24)I have my mature moments.

25)One person has changed my life more than anyone, and i'm reallly thankful for that.

26)I've only ever hated one person. No one can truly comprehend my hate for him. It's not a pathetic ex-boyfriend. Or someone who's slagged me off. He's tried to ruin me in one of the most digraceful ways you can. Just thinking about him makes me furious. I'd love to spit in his fucking eyes and show him how much he's failed. But instead i'll just get on with my life and know that he's somewhere, rotting in the hole he made himself.

27)I've never spoken that way about anyone in my entire life.

28)The only people who I question on manners are my little brother and sister, to teach them to say please and thankyou. Feel free to be as vulgar as you like around me, very little will shock me.

29)I'm probably more vulgar than you could ever be.

30)I'm a strong believer in being cruel to be kind.

31)I won't hesitate to put you in your place, do not test me.

32)My own father knows me less than you probably do, I like it that way.

33)Do not approach me when i'm on me period if you like your head on your shoulders.

34)I wish I tried harder at school but it's just an effort.

35)I like Burlesque. It's interesting.

36)Anything that disgusts you, i'll probably love.

37)I use the word "love" a lot because i love lots of things. Simple.

38)Fran and my little brothers' laughter are more contagious than chickenpox.

39)I hate it when pale carpet fibres stick to my black tights. Like now.

40)My brother from another mother (literally) is gay, I love it. What a babe.

41)I've always wanted to say "the shit has hit the fan" but the perfect moment never pops up.

42)i'm so immature i've just laughed at the phrase "pops up".

43)I won't tell you what you want to hear unless its the clean, uncut truth.

44)I really miss fags but something stops me from going back. (crossed out)

45)I'm single and at the moment, I really don't mind. But in a few weeks i'll start to get lonely and fucking hate it. Don't get me wrong I like my own company but yknow...

46) I think public signs of affection are fucking vile, unless it's me, in which case I fucking love them.

47)No one ever trusts me with their male friends or boys that they are interested in. People can't seem to get it into their heads that, unlike all the other slags out there, i treat people with trust and i treat people how i expect to be treated. I would happily leave any boy that i liked unattended in a room alone with any one of my female friends and trust them not to make a move, because that is who I am. And i wouldn't worry about it either. Paranoia and jealousy are not attractive features in anyone and i can gladly say i have never felt either of those emotions. But I still hate the fact that nobody trusts me when it comes to boys because I have done nothing to make people mistrust me. I have never cheated on anyone, done anything with anyone else's boyfriend, nothing; and i believe trust is the basis of any kind of relationship whether it's a friendship or a romantic relationship. All in all, I don't see why people don't trust me and I hate the fact that most girls don't. i'm not a slag like the rest of you, sorry.

48)I don't know what i'm doing with myself anymore. I don't know what i'm going to do next. One minute I don't give a shit about anybody, the next i don't give a shit about nmyself and everyone else matters. I don't know why. I'm as unpredictable as they come, yet other people can predict me, it just seems I can't fingure out myself most of the time,i know myself better than anyone else could ever attempt. I guess this is the curse of being a typical Gemini.49)I do take a lot of things for granted. Like tiny things from hardly ever getting spots and being able to do practically whatever i want, to massive things like people who I love but never ever tell them. From now on i'm just going to speak my mind, i've almost always done so but held back a little incase i embarass myself or upset anyone. Fuck that. All i ahve to lose is my sanity and, well, thats as good as gone anyway;) I'm so lucky to have the friends that i have, the life that i have and the family i have and amazing people like my gorgeous fucking amazing cousin, Beth who i can and do tell anything and everything. it's people like you who make me feel like i'm actually worthy of anyone's attention because you always listen you'll always be there and you threaten to come down to Birmz and beat up anyone who hurts me;) It's poeple like you who have taught me how to live and although i never act like it, man i'm so glad that we are family because we stratch way past just friends, we have a permanent bond that can never be broken, no matter how many miles apart we are we're always going to be family. You've made me appreciate that more than you know chick, ilyyyyy:)

49) It actually kills me to see anyone i'm friends with cry. Even if it's a tiny bit or we haven't been friends that long. It really irritates me when people crowd around with no consideration and badger them as to why they're crying. Have a little common sense and just leave them to it. At the same time, I just want to leap over to them and hug them and be all like "Everything's going to be fine", even if i don't have a clue what they're upset about. I'll never ask, it's not my place.

50)It actually baffles me as to why people would want to hurt me, wither physically or emotionally. But people do. I am not a horrible person, although I don't sugar coat things, it doesn't make me horrible. It means I am in tune with reality. I don't usually wish anything bad for anyone apart from people who have hurt me first. And even then, when people have hurt me, I do nothing but try to be normal and rebuild everything. So why still do it? This will probably make no sense to you.

51) I love it when people who are like unnaturally skinny or unnaturally huge claim they're real because they've been critiscised for the way they look. Gives me that buzz, that urge to sort someone out. Everyone's fucking real you dipshits, you're not more "real" if you starve yourself or eat your enitre kitchen when you're on a downer. Where's the logic in that? By changing yourself your making yourself unnatural, fake. Also, people who sob on about their sad lives, i've been through a fair amount of shit, i'm sure we all have, but I have never used it as a source for attention, because to be honest I don't need people to feel sorry for me for them to like me. People who crave attention only do that because they have no personality or charisma to gain that attention without spilling out some sob story. Some people really need to grow up.

52) I'm as bitter as an old woman sucking a lemon.

53) Anyone who has been in love and claims not to miss it when it's gone is a bloody liar. No matter how "strong" or "stiff-upper lip" they are; regardless of whether you miss the actual person it was with or not.

54) "Stiff-upper lip"-ness does my nut in. Why let pride stop you from expressing yourself? So what if you get hurt? You only live once.