I'm going to start this chain, I challenge thee....challenger! To find lyrics from songs that are currently appropriate to your life, or situations of said life!
Here is mine....
"I think, you're fine... You really blow my mind! Maybe, someday you and me could run away...." - Hey Juliet - LMNT
"I won't tell you that I love you, kiss or hug you 'cause I'm bluffin' with my muffin'." Poker face - Lady Gaga
"You got a fast car... I want a ticket to anywhere. Maybe we can make a deal, maybe together we could get somewhere..." Fast Car - Kristian Leontiou
"I don't give a damn about my reputation. Never been afraid of any deviation!...Hello Boys!" Bad Reputation - Joan Jetts and the Blackhearts
Sunday, 28 February 2010
Saturday, 27 February 2010
My Day - Episode Fourteen
Well we shall go from the actual beginning of 27th of Feb. At midnight I was still on msn talking to P.Diddy and Fungi. My latest night ever, I didn't get to sleep until gone One! That's the latest night I've had whilst at home in about half a year, I really need to be more interesting...
So then this morning I was woken at Nine O'clock by a wonderful text from Him. He just dropped me a note to say that he was thinking about me, didn't get much sleep and could barely wait to see me next. So that was the nicest wake up call.
I had a bit of an odd breakfast time. Whilst continually texting Him I got some pizza from last nights dinner, warmed it up for breakfast. (Yes, I'm a tramp and really weird for eating dinner foods at brekky, we have gathered this.) And then I popped open a coke and took a sip, ready to sit down. Then my head began to spin, I had a hard feeling down my throat like I had swallowed a massive pill or something and my vision was blacking out. Immediately I got down on the floor and half lay down to make sure I didn't faint. My vision completely went and my head was spinning but I stayed conscious thank god. So then I got a drink of water and had to sit and recover for a while. Sheba gave me the biggest lick ever across my face, yuck.
Oh! I didn't mention. I'm staying at my Dads house and his girlfriend's dog is here as well recovering from an operation to remove a lump. Sheeba has to wear one of those cones so she doesn't lick her wounds and getting it off this morning was a right calamity! She's a big dog so she can't turn in the hallway without scraping the cone along the wall and wouldn't stay still to get this stupid thing off. That was a laugh.
I manged to get my breakfast in the end. Then I was washed, dressed and off to head for the town!
Walking there I realised how much I love my home town, it's not pretty, it's not horrific but I love walking the familiar streets and remembering things from my childhood. Then when I got there Stag (the ex) was there with Curltop. Chatted to them and then Fungi, Cheshire, The Thin One arrived shortly followed by Goldylocks. P. diddy was mega late. We wandered around town, shopped a bit, got some foods, went to Stags house and hung out. Me and Cheshire got a bit deep, more troubles on the western front.
So yeah, everything went well. Walked home in the bollock-freezing cold.Then just came on here. So that was my day, enjoy yours!
So then this morning I was woken at Nine O'clock by a wonderful text from Him. He just dropped me a note to say that he was thinking about me, didn't get much sleep and could barely wait to see me next. So that was the nicest wake up call.
I had a bit of an odd breakfast time. Whilst continually texting Him I got some pizza from last nights dinner, warmed it up for breakfast. (Yes, I'm a tramp and really weird for eating dinner foods at brekky, we have gathered this.) And then I popped open a coke and took a sip, ready to sit down. Then my head began to spin, I had a hard feeling down my throat like I had swallowed a massive pill or something and my vision was blacking out. Immediately I got down on the floor and half lay down to make sure I didn't faint. My vision completely went and my head was spinning but I stayed conscious thank god. So then I got a drink of water and had to sit and recover for a while. Sheba gave me the biggest lick ever across my face, yuck.
Oh! I didn't mention. I'm staying at my Dads house and his girlfriend's dog is here as well recovering from an operation to remove a lump. Sheeba has to wear one of those cones so she doesn't lick her wounds and getting it off this morning was a right calamity! She's a big dog so she can't turn in the hallway without scraping the cone along the wall and wouldn't stay still to get this stupid thing off. That was a laugh.
I manged to get my breakfast in the end. Then I was washed, dressed and off to head for the town!
Walking there I realised how much I love my home town, it's not pretty, it's not horrific but I love walking the familiar streets and remembering things from my childhood. Then when I got there Stag (the ex) was there with Curltop. Chatted to them and then Fungi, Cheshire, The Thin One arrived shortly followed by Goldylocks. P. diddy was mega late. We wandered around town, shopped a bit, got some foods, went to Stags house and hung out. Me and Cheshire got a bit deep, more troubles on the western front.
So yeah, everything went well. Walked home in the bollock-freezing cold.Then just came on here. So that was my day, enjoy yours!
My Day - Episode Thirteen
I haven't done one of these in a while, should be interesting....hopefully.
Last night I went to my lovely friends Baptism, or her dunking as I have come to fondly recall it. It was amazing, she was so happy and I was totally honoured that I could be there for her and to experience it - just amazing. So I got to bed at around eleven and this totally broke my usual routine of getting ready for bed, shower and doing my hair.
So I woke up, in a daze at twenty past six in the fucking morning. Not just the morning, the FUCKING MORNING! Stumbled to the shower and had to avoid wetting my hair because I didn't have enough time for a wash and blow dry and brush and straighten.... meh. So then I was like totally wacked out of routine and that like completely put me off for the rest of the morning. Not to mention Pants totally getting in my face. I'm really not loving Pants at the minute, he's pissing me off in general.
So yeah the bus was uneventful. No texts from Him, that bummed me out. I was going by something Cheshire has said, that she always finds herself texting first. Being pretty much the same person as me, I wanted to see what would happen if I didn't text first. Let me answer that for you.
Nothing. He didn't text of his own accord. I sent the first text of the days cause I was getting really frustrated with the silence and generally I just am obsessed with him. Trying to folllow him to every lesson, every excuse to be close to him, every opportunity we get to be alone. (Which is none, the school is like so packed!)
So yeah, philosophy was sort of interesting, psychology we watched a film (so sad, on the case study of Genie, look it up.) English we did jack shit, Structured study we did jack shit and biology we marked a test (B) and then did.....jack shit.
Then I popped over to my dads, came on msn, watched a movie and had some pizza. All round a very good day.
Last night I went to my lovely friends Baptism, or her dunking as I have come to fondly recall it. It was amazing, she was so happy and I was totally honoured that I could be there for her and to experience it - just amazing. So I got to bed at around eleven and this totally broke my usual routine of getting ready for bed, shower and doing my hair.
So I woke up, in a daze at twenty past six in the fucking morning. Not just the morning, the FUCKING MORNING! Stumbled to the shower and had to avoid wetting my hair because I didn't have enough time for a wash and blow dry and brush and straighten.... meh. So then I was like totally wacked out of routine and that like completely put me off for the rest of the morning. Not to mention Pants totally getting in my face. I'm really not loving Pants at the minute, he's pissing me off in general.
So yeah the bus was uneventful. No texts from Him, that bummed me out. I was going by something Cheshire has said, that she always finds herself texting first. Being pretty much the same person as me, I wanted to see what would happen if I didn't text first. Let me answer that for you.
Nothing. He didn't text of his own accord. I sent the first text of the days cause I was getting really frustrated with the silence and generally I just am obsessed with him. Trying to folllow him to every lesson, every excuse to be close to him, every opportunity we get to be alone. (Which is none, the school is like so packed!)
So yeah, philosophy was sort of interesting, psychology we watched a film (so sad, on the case study of Genie, look it up.) English we did jack shit, Structured study we did jack shit and biology we marked a test (B) and then did.....jack shit.
Then I popped over to my dads, came on msn, watched a movie and had some pizza. All round a very good day.
Wednesday, 24 February 2010
Blossoming
Well, everything is blossoming like a wonderful flower. My life has gone from utmost misery- crying every single day to walking around with a goofy smile on my face. Mind you I guess all of my smiles are goofy.
And my phone has been going crazy recently.
I love it.
Although I'm afraid I can't post much cause this one thing has taken over my life and I can't really talk about it on here, it's private matters.
And my phone has been going crazy recently.
I love it.
Although I'm afraid I can't post much cause this one thing has taken over my life and I can't really talk about it on here, it's private matters.
Tuesday, 23 February 2010
Happiness
I'm happy right now. For private reasons, but still effing happy. Just letting you all know.
Saturday, 20 February 2010
Gooood Moorrning!
Hello you lovely people, it's 10:05 and the weather is mostly miserable. Snow has coating the ground all over leaving me with a sense of dread of having to wait for the bus to town. But it is all for a good cause! I am going over to Cheshires house today to sleep over.
It's all a bit weird really. The Ex is going to be there and there is another drama unfolding within the bowels of the Krewe. Should be a laugh. I find it a bit random that we've all been invited to sleep over. The only two times we actually all slept together (oii, innocent way you dirty buggars) was because once they were two drunk to leave and the other because it was new years. So yeah we're not really used to the company of that many people at night. I'm not looking forward to people seeing me sleep, I have odd habits.
I have been told by some lovely friend that one, I snore sometimes when I sleep. That's embarassing enough in its self but no, it doesn't end there. From a report from cousins and sister I may also talk. Once I said "I'm Sonya and I'm pregnant. (One moment, being kicked out of the living room.) ((Haha I managed to stay)) And the last embarassing thing I do in my sleep is twitch, sometimes quite violently. Like a dog will dream about running and move it's legs I dream about random things and move around as well. I've headbutted a wall before, kicked my friend in the face, elbowed, kicked, punched and all sorts the Ex. It's very dangerous to be next to me while I'm unconscious.
So don't say I didn't warn you!
It's all a bit weird really. The Ex is going to be there and there is another drama unfolding within the bowels of the Krewe. Should be a laugh. I find it a bit random that we've all been invited to sleep over. The only two times we actually all slept together (oii, innocent way you dirty buggars) was because once they were two drunk to leave and the other because it was new years. So yeah we're not really used to the company of that many people at night. I'm not looking forward to people seeing me sleep, I have odd habits.
I have been told by some lovely friend that one, I snore sometimes when I sleep. That's embarassing enough in its self but no, it doesn't end there. From a report from cousins and sister I may also talk. Once I said "I'm Sonya and I'm pregnant. (One moment, being kicked out of the living room.) ((Haha I managed to stay)) And the last embarassing thing I do in my sleep is twitch, sometimes quite violently. Like a dog will dream about running and move it's legs I dream about random things and move around as well. I've headbutted a wall before, kicked my friend in the face, elbowed, kicked, punched and all sorts the Ex. It's very dangerous to be next to me while I'm unconscious.
So don't say I didn't warn you!
Friday, 19 February 2010
Wacky Dream 1
I had such an awesome dream when I was snoozing this morning! Snow day and all so I went back to bed and didn't quite get back to sleep.
I was a man, called Daniel actually. Dan to my friends. By friends I meant other people who also had wings, oh, didn't I mention? I have very large wings and can glide very easily, it makes climbing very easy. We're not meant to fly because people will see us. There are these government people who want to kill us, hunt us like rabid dogs that are on the loose. We have to collect little red pyramid power things because apparently the government can use them in experiments to try and make these massive weapons and experiment on people. There is a girl who I like whose wings don't work and she's kind of emotional, gets embarassed easily. She's sweet, watches the base while I go out practicing flying. I am trying to teach this other guy to fly, I think he's called Oliver. He's older than me but isn't a very good flyer so I am teaching him how to use glide jumping to climb and then glide really close back down this huge climbing frame thing that's like hundreds of feet tall. So I'm climbing away but I keep going and going, too high for Oliver who is trying to keep up. Eventually I reach the top of the frame so I just let loose and fly, higher and higher. But Oliver can't take it, he's tired.
He passes out, falling off the frame. I don't hear him, still flying further upwards. Eventually I hear the girls yell of fear as Oliver is falling faster and faster. I spin and begin to dive really fast towards him. I catch up to him and scoop him up but this isn't much I can do to stop. My wings are stuck to my sides and if open then I will be ripped apart from them. So I angle myself so I hit first...
Then I woke up cause I was oversleeping.
Ciao!
I was a man, called Daniel actually. Dan to my friends. By friends I meant other people who also had wings, oh, didn't I mention? I have very large wings and can glide very easily, it makes climbing very easy. We're not meant to fly because people will see us. There are these government people who want to kill us, hunt us like rabid dogs that are on the loose. We have to collect little red pyramid power things because apparently the government can use them in experiments to try and make these massive weapons and experiment on people. There is a girl who I like whose wings don't work and she's kind of emotional, gets embarassed easily. She's sweet, watches the base while I go out practicing flying. I am trying to teach this other guy to fly, I think he's called Oliver. He's older than me but isn't a very good flyer so I am teaching him how to use glide jumping to climb and then glide really close back down this huge climbing frame thing that's like hundreds of feet tall. So I'm climbing away but I keep going and going, too high for Oliver who is trying to keep up. Eventually I reach the top of the frame so I just let loose and fly, higher and higher. But Oliver can't take it, he's tired.
He passes out, falling off the frame. I don't hear him, still flying further upwards. Eventually I hear the girls yell of fear as Oliver is falling faster and faster. I spin and begin to dive really fast towards him. I catch up to him and scoop him up but this isn't much I can do to stop. My wings are stuck to my sides and if open then I will be ripped apart from them. So I angle myself so I hit first...
Then I woke up cause I was oversleeping.
Ciao!
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