22:04

Every thursday i hate 3 free lessons in the morning but because im in year 12 im not allowed offsite which mean from 9 to 12:30 i have to be in school but not do anything. ARHHHH.
I still really tired and stuff… and my last fm is not working, my ipod lead ran away and oh yeah im really tired…

apart from that im okay… i was watching that darren brown lottery thing last night and i not sure weither i believe it or not.

its now 10 and i really hate my brother… Twat

Epic Fail…

Im not sorry because i feel like if you use that word too much is loses meaning and because iv been using it alot its all gone. im just started school and i forgot how tired it makes me plus i have a to start my coursework otherwise come november im going to be freaking out. Plus i watched torchwood today and cryed again when ianto died. gosh im such a fan girl but i cant help it i love him.
i also want a new little pub.. .
aww
bye x x

I Promise

I know i said that i was goingto make my longer but iv decided if i cant that i will blog everday or at least try to.
Today was the first day of school and i was really scared about it and i kind of still am, but only because i dont have a time table yet and i dont want them to say that i cant do what i want to do because that would just be shit wouldn’t it. I get this weird motion skiness ( without the motion) when i think about school and i really hope it goes away soon. We got told today that we have to do some kind of project or something on anything we want and i dont really know what im going to do but hopefully i think of something. I have to admit that i did miss school though.
Saturday is jade party and it should be a laugh. Rio told me that she doing fancy dress for fright night but im really not going to wear fancy dress because im not five years old.
I really should like sleep because im really tired and its nearly half ten.
Bye x x

Things Change

Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to mourn everything worth mourning. the broken laughs, the empty hearts, the secret tears and the ones who don’t love us back. There will always be that one girl wearing green among the black dresses and the other women might stick up their noses but deep down they all know she’s the only one there who knows herself. Everyone wants to be in love on Christmas, and not the kind of love that’s special like getting dressed up to see a play downtown, but the kind of love that’s special like snow on your birthday, when your birthday’s in July. Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to mourn the un-mailed letters and the lonely Decembers. The children ask, does it ever go away? They’re asking about heartache and you know better than to lie so you answer truthfully and you say, no,
it doesn’t, it doesn’t go away. One day you’re jumping in puddles and the next thing you know 30 years have passed and you’re telling your kids to walk around them. Everyone is taught to look both ways before crossing the street and to talk quietly in the library, but no one ever learns anything that matters, like how to keep breathing when your heart break in half. Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to remember what it’s like to be alone and to listen to the silence as the casket is lowered and the mother starts to cry and the aunts try to comfort her and the father doesn’t cry and no one tries to comfort him and the silence shatters like a thousand pieces of paper ripping in half and the day you danced in front of the three-way mirror seems like a lifetime ago as the father starts to cry and no one knows what to do. Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to mourn the loss of yet another empty soul for whom death was the only way out.

NewYear,NewStart,NewBlog

So i decided that i dont really write much in my blog which is stupid, so iv decided that considering its a new school year im going to write more in my blogs.

Im currenting litsten to robbie williams… Strange.
but now im watching Jamie’s American Road Trip. Gosh i love Jamie Oliver.

I just come back from a week away in Yarmouth, were we stayed in a caravan. i was fun. i have a family up in yarmouth and it was so nice to see them, i miss them all so much.

27/08/09

Going on holiday for a week, no internet Ohh Should be interesting. i think maybe ill last a couple of days before i go in to withdrawals. Which is lame. Right??.

So im got my GCSE results today which was fun.Not. i didnt really get what i wanted and now im really confused because i dont know what i want to do and i feel like im going to have a panic attack or something when ever i think about it. Now i have to go to college on the 8th and see how they can help me and things but i just dont want my life to end up shit. i dont want to get a job, i want to stay in school and learn new things but i just dont know how. i dont know what i want to do for the rest of my life im only 16 for god sake. i just feel like i have to decided everything right now and i dont know what i want.

Anyways bye.x

Story Of My Life

I Like Blonde,Italian,Funny,Surfing, Photogenic, Althletic, Charming, Brunette, Sexy, Snowboarding, Strong-Willed, West Coast,Passionate, Talented, Creative, Resourceful, IntuitivePeace – Loving, Guitar Playing, Heart Throbbing Boys

24/08/09

Without You My Life Incomplete

Knowing That You Dont Love Me

Is Going Me My Death You’ll See

But I Understand Now

That I Must Move On

Move On With My Life

And Forget Where I Belong

So Ill Do The Things They Say

And Just Live Life Day To Day

But What Happens When The Day Comes

That I Dont Miss You At All

When What?

19/08/09

She’s holding onto him
She’s holding him tight.
He’s scared to loose her.
but her hearts out of sight.
She belongs to someone else.
And he’ll never know,
How much he meant to her.
His feelings, he couldn’t show.
He couldn’t understand her.
Miles apart inside,
hand in hand.
Feelings seem to subside.
Holding her heart close,
protecting herself from pain,
For her love to him, was merely a game.
She longs for him in the rain,
And she cry’s for him in the dark.
She has to let go, her hearts being torn apart.
She’s weaker than she appears,
but stronger than she knows.
And I guess this is the way,
True love, truly goes.

My Lastest Obsession

Love Him