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Two things which make this even more annoying;

1. Last night was the only night my dad ever forgot to lock his car.
2. Last night is the only night my mum slept in my little sisters room [Because the night before me and her stayed up to watch this spooky show about a woman who talks to the dead...and then there were knocking sounds and our door opened by itself so she got scared and slept in dad's bed] which is on the other side of the house from the driveway. And my mum doesn't sleep and claims she hears everything that goes on outside during the night.

Anyway we called the police, and apparantly youths had taken the BMW for a joyride through all these villages and the police found they had left it on a hill not far from our house and burnt it. So now we have no car, and we're not sure if we can claim insurance because my dad left it unlocked, and it only covers locked vehicles.

As a result of this, we may have to pay another 5-10 grand for a new one. Which means my mum, my sisters and I may not be able to go to America in July, which i've been looking forward to for months now. Infact i've wanted to go to America my whole life.

It was meant to be the first holiday we've had in years and years. My mum has a heart condition which makes her collapse a lot, randomly. Therefore she wasn't allowed to fly. But during the past year she's had surgery [twice because the first time it didn't work] and although she can still collapse, she's been given medicaiton, and because she's had the all clear for a few months now, we were finally [after lots and lots and lots of hassle] granted permission to fly.

And now these idiots who thought it would be a laugh to steal our car and burn it have completely ruined that.

Thanks, whoever the hell you are. Thanks a lot.

Some of the people on here, who you wouldn't expect aren't actually all as nice as they come across. Popular Buzznet-ers who have become a little stuck up, and don't even realise it.

Yesterday Tania and me decided to try and skateboard. It was my first time, and a little embarrassing when a crowd of small kids formed to watch me roll along the hill at snail pace.
In the end me and Tania decided to sit down on the skateboard, her in front and me behind, at the top of a steep hill and zoom down it. I was screaming my head off, but it was fun. We did it so many times we were twenty minutes late back and we didn't even realise it.

On thursday i'm going shopping in London with Jess. Should be fun. But i have no money. But i can just look.

Some guy called Jason who Tania knows from Army Cadets when she went, has been talking to me on bebo. He wanted to meet up sometime this week, but then realised he was going on holiday. He seems nice, but i've only left him a few comments. Must be in love with me.

I cried my eyes out the other night when i was in bed. I'd just finished watching a film called 'Pay it forward' with Hayley Joel Osment and Helen Hunt. Has anyone seen it?
Anywho, it's about this really cool idea which a kid comes up with for a school project on how to make the world a better place; it's called 'pay it forward' and basically it means instead of doing someone a favour, and telling them what they can do to pay it back, you ask them to pay it forward, by doing a favor for like 3 other people, and then those 3 people each do favors for 3 more people, and so on.

But it has both a devastingly sad yet comforting outcome. If you've never seen the film before, i really reccomend you watch it.

For their video 'Nine in the afternoon' directed by Shane Drake. More information on muchmusic.com

So soon i'll be making a little trip to London. It was meant to be for a day of shopping with a friend of mine, but now instead it's to have an interview with the American Embassy to get a visa. July 21st i'm hoping to go to Boston with my mum and sisters to visit some old neighbors of ours. They're planning to take us to New York, Virginia, and some other places i can't remember the name of. But because my passport has like a digital photo and the wrong date or something, they're not accepting it, like my mum and sisters, so i have to go do a formal interview so they can make absolute sure that i'm not a terrorist. And even then, the visa might not come in time for the trip. I'm so bummed about this because i've wanted to go to America practically my whole life.

So every year, it's basically tradition for the year 11's to pull a series of pranks around the school during their last week. The week usually starts with the common setting off of fire alarms. Then on the last day, you have the main pranks.

Our year 11's left today. After setting four fire-alarms off in the past week [unfortunately they couldn't do it anymore than that because they managed to break the alarm on the fourth go] today :

-They made a ''crime scene'' in the foyer, taping off an area with some stolen black and yellow tape.
-Graffitied a middle finger on one of the walls
-Had a group of boys turn up to school wearing skirts and stockings
-Let off vulgar egg-smelling stinkbombs all around school.
-Dropped water bombs from 3rd floor windows [one of which unfortunately landed on a friend of mine's lap]

Last years year 11's:

-Attacked people with water guns
-Kidnapped year 7's
-Hung giant superman pants from the top floor window at the front of the school
-Again, stinkbombs and water balloons were used.

And when my sisters year left, years and years ago, she dyed the swimming pool pink. Absolutely classic. Unfortunately we no longer have a swimming pool :

A year from today, it will be my year that has to come up with all the pranks.

The people who are most likely being expected to pull them are:
-The chavs [who will probably end up doing something stupidly dangerous that backfires on them]
-The immature guys [who will do it for kicks]
-The 'cool' guys, Guy,Jimmy,Beans, George and James [Who will probably end up doing something pretty funny and smart]
-Me and my little 'crew'- Jess,Tess,Tania and Harriet

So pressure, pressure, pressure!

We want to make it something amazing, but you know not dangerous or , let's say..permanent.

Anyway, so yeah the year 11's left today. I'm really sad because loads of my friends were in that year, AND so was my crush =[=[ I signed his shirt.

Tania signed Tess' shirt. We had to remind her that Tess was in our year, and therefore not leaving. Tess went around with the words 'I'll miss you Tess! Love Tania xxx' written on her shirt in marker pen all day.

Have you ever been in that situation?, where your sitting in a lesson, and the class is silently working, when all of a sudden , the ringtone that you immediately recognise as your own begins to sound. The kids around you move they're heads frantically back and forth, trying to figure out who's the source of the sound. You gulp and try to figure out a way to silence your phone before the teacher catches on. By this time word has spread that it's yours; your fellow classmates immediately begin the famous coughing fit, to try and disguise the noise, but it's too late. The teacher marches over to you and demands you to hand over the phone.

I have, a few too many times. Luckily, i have come up with a fail proof plan, and it doesn't invole vibrate, because that one can fail you sometimes too.

You see, i discovered this:

http://www.web2txt.co.uk/mp3-real-music-ringtone-ultra_high_pitch-mosquito_ringtone-342393.html

It's a high pitched sound that only teenagers can hear. Adults can't hear it at all. I tried it out the other day and all the students where confused and looking around the room whilst covering they're ears and the teacher had no clue what was going on.

It's caught on like wildfire at my school.

Here's the sound:

http://graphics.nytimes.com/packages/audio/nyregion/20060610_RINGTONE.mp3

Taken from Ounceofwentz :)

Put your i-pod on shuffle and write down the first line from the first 25 songs that appear, no matter how embarassing- don't skip! And no cheating by looking up the lyrics!

Here are my 25. When a song is guessed correctly, it will be striked. Good luck!

[Be warned: I have a very diverse music taste]

1) ''Oh, thinking about our younger years, there was only you and me, we were young and wild and free''

2) ''Night, and the spirit of life calling [oh, oh, iyo] mamela''

3) ''I like where we are, when we drive in your car''

4) ''What happens in vegas stays in vegas, but what if it don't?''

5) ''Dancing bears, painted wings - things i almost remember.''

6) ''Keep you in the dark You know they all pretend.''

7) ''Look at me; i will never pass for a perfect bride, or a perfect daughter.''

8) ''One night to you, lasted six weeks for me.''

9) ''Stoplight, lock the door. Don't look back. Undress in the dark, and hide from you, all of you''

10) ''Humidity is rising, barometer's getting low, according to our sources, the street's the place to go''

11) ''You can't stop an avalanche as it races down the hill.''

12) ''Do you remember, when you were seven, and the only thing you wanted to do, was show your mum you could play the piano?''

13) ''I never really knew that she could dance like this, she makes a man wanna speak spanish.''

14) ''Fighting evil by moonlight, winning love by daylight, never running from a real fight.''

15) ''Pop, six, squish, uh-uh, cicero, lipschitz.''

16) ''She held the world upon a string, but she didn't ever hold me.''

17) ''Coming outta my cage, and i've been doing just fine.''

18) ''When the moon fell in love with the sun, all was golden in the sky.''

19) ''Four letter word just to get me along, it's a difficulty, and i'm biting on my tongue.''

20) ''She's back on drugs again, even though she knows it ain't right.''

21) ''Bless my soul, Herc was on a role.''

22) ''There ya see her; sitting there across the way.''

23) ''He drowns in his dreams; an equisite extreme, i know.''

24) ''In this farewell, there's no blood, there's no alibi.''

25) ''Baby seasons change, but people don't, and i'll always be waiting in the back room.''

heh

[OK so i went skiing in Austria months ago now, like around february, and i wrote this long account of it and got really annoyed when my thing closed down automatically before i'd posted it, but miraculously i just found that it had saved it as a draft, so here it is!]

Skiing in Austria was SO FUN. I made a hella lot of new friends. I was ok at skiing, i eventually got the hang of it. On the first day, i put on my ski's and immediately started sliding 100 mph to the bottom of the mountain and to the car park. I was screaming my head of and it seemed like everybody on the slopes stopped to look at me, the crazy english blonde girl screaming and about to crash into a wall. Luckily i stopped myself just in time and ended up falling over and injuring my thumb as a result. Seriously, it looked like something out of Bridget Jones 2.  I eventually got up, and made my way back to the top where the rest of my group was, all peeing themselves with laughter.

Then on thursday, we were going down a red slope and we had to do this thing where we put our poles behind our back and skiied down to our instructor. When it came to my turn, i ended up flipping forward somehow and landing on my head, almost knocking myself out. Then my instructor had to lead me , in my almost concussed state, down the mountain and to the resturaunt so i could sit out for a while. That wasn't fun, I fell over like every five seconds. then when i was sat alone in the resturaunt, i was trying to get my racing bib off but i ended up getting in a kerfuffle as it got caught round my hand and on my jacket. I looked like a retard. Then this kind Austrian lady came over to me and said 'you want me to help, yes?' It was rather embarrassing.

I met this girl called Summer,who was in my ski group. She looked just like Hayley Williams, when she had the orange and blonde hair. Anyway she was terrible at skiing, and didn't enjoy it all that much so after a nasty fall she pretended to feel ill and sit out. So susie, our instructor said i should borrow her goggles, seeing as i had forgotten mine that day. I knew it was a bad idea from the start , because Summer's goggles were really cool zebra patterened ones with pink lenses, and i ended up having an accident when i was carrying my ski's and lost them.

I told Tess on the coach on the way back to the hotel, and Tess suggested i just avoided her. But then we had to make a stop to get food at a supermarket, and whilst we were waiting for our friend to pay for her stuff, Summer and her friend started heading towards us. We had given her the codename winter [smart, eh?] anyway so i say the warning call 'winter!' and Tess suddenly bursts in sobs and buries her head in my shoulder crying about her non existant dead pet cat, Kibbles.

It worked, and we managed to avoid her for the rest of the week. Though Summer did probably get suspicious of the fact Tess seemed to be constantly crrying whenever she saw her.All i have to do now is avoid her for the rest of my school life.

Mine, Tess' and Jess M's room was always busy in the evenings. practically half our school trip tended to hang out there. Well, Natalie , Charlotte, Sophie, Jack, Jethro, Charles and Alex at least. with the occasional visit from Sam, Joe, Nim or Jane. [bleh]

Oh and Jethro thinks i am amazing now. It took me only a week to make him in awe of me. He claims that i am 'great' 'brilliant' and the most lovable person ever. And according to him and Jack, i eat like a six year old. They even did impressions. But Jack said not to worry 'cos it's cute'. Should i be happy? I've never been called cute so many times before than in that one week.

Anyway because people in our room were so loud, we got banned from visiting each others rooms for a bit, but being the rebel child i am, i went to visit Jack and Jethro's room one night to get Jethro's number and some cola for me and Jess [Jess has a cola addiction, it runs in the family. Her sister gets help from a doctor] anyway i got a bit carried away and ended up talking with them for a while, and then Mr. CassinDavis, knocked on the door and as he entered i immediately dived to the side of the bed. Mr. CassinDavis came to collect sweets from the guys, and i was lead there the whole time thniking 'shizzz'. Amazingly, i didn't get caught. It was pretty funny.

We had karaoke one night too, which was fun, We tried to set our teachers mrs. Block and Mr.Ferris, who we think have a thing for each other, up. But they refused to sing summer nights. Mr CassinDavis sung though. some song called 'walk on by'. it was hilarious, and me and natalie made rad dance moves.

Ooooo, just got a bebo comment from Jethro;

	Jethroo hey steff spilt any more water?? hehe seriously u r the most lovable person ever!! lol how was skiing? toodlesx

Told you. :)

Do you ever get that feeling? where you're driven completely insane by the world around you. Where you are so annoyed by something that you can't change, at least not by yourself, because you seem the minority of people who want it to. Where sometimes you feel oddly smarter than the rest of the world at a paticular moment, and just wish everybody could just grow up and see what you're seeing, and to see that what your seeing, is well...right. But you know they never will because they're too blinded by it all and are slowly starting to forget what it's really all about. Right now, i feel more intelligent than a certain 30-year old man whom many people seem to idolise. That's a strange and scary thought. I feel as if, if i voiced my opinions, that i'd make some good points that people couldn't argue with, but it wouldn't matter, because they'd ignore it and critisize me for my views. I'm too scared too, basically, because i might end up offending half the people on my friends list, even though i'm not actually offending them, that's just what some might believe i'm doing... this probably doesn't make any sense whatsoever to you.

So on thursday i went down south on school art trip to St.Ives in Cornwall. It's a beautiful place and i'm going to be uploading LOADS of photo's of it tomorrow.

The first day we went to the Eden project, which isn't really in St.Ives but it was on the way there. The Eden project is this dome like place with like artificial rainforests and deserts and stuff. It's actually pretty cool. We had to take photo's of flowers and draw them. The rainforest place was so hot, you could hardly breathe. I have a few videos from it which i might get round to posting sometime.
By far the best part of the Eden project was Philip. Philip was this really hot german guy, [i'll post a photo we took with him sometime] that we got talking to. It started when Tania and Jess thought it would be funny to go up to him and tell him me and Tess thought he was hot. And he was all 'Hot? Was is dees hot?' and we got all excited because he 'sprachen de deutsch' and like half an hour later, we saw him again and he said hi. Tania made us follow him into this building full of boring stuff. And we were kinda of just hovering near by; too scared to talk to him, and he was hovering near us to, too scared to talk to us. Eventually we kinda wondered over to him and he smiled and said hi to us again and we got talking. He is the nicest guy ever. And he's our age. We talked to him in German and he talked to us in English. It was quite funny, his mum was taking pictures of all of us. And before we left we got goodbye hugs from him. I miss him so much!

On the second day, we went to a gallery and then to the harbour, where we built sandcastles on th beach. Tania, Tess and i made this amazing boat. We named it Philip. You could sit in it and everything. But then it started to rain, so we all went shopping. we bought fudge, Cost me over £3. The woman said her husband made it, and that you couldn't get it anywhere esle in cornwall. The next day, we found the exact same package sold for £1 in woolworths.

My friend Alex had such an unfortunate day. She and Chris were attacked by seagulls who tried to steal their food. She got so scared she literally pissed herself infront of people. Luckily, Alex isn't easily embarrased, and was fine with sharing this information with the rest of our art group. Then, she went to the sea to wash herself off, even though we weren't allowed in the sea. Then she was sat on this wall thing about 20 ft above the sea, and she managed to drop her mobile in it (which she was only supposed to use for emergency's) and then attempted to dive in after it, because it was her first impulse. Luckily Chris manged to stop her. Then on the way back to the hostel, she had a major nosebleed.

Poor girl. But i think her day got a bit better later on if her and Chris were doing what we suspect they were doing when they spent so long in the woods together. If you know what i mean...
There's not many guys who would kiss a girl mere hours after watching her pee herself. But it's Alex, so you get over it.

As we got off the coach  the girls me, Tania, Tess and Jess had to share a room with [who are really annoying and loud by the way] all immediately rushed off.in an attempt to get to the shower first. They ran to the hostel door and flung it open. It flung back so Charlotte.B stuck her hand out to push it back. The next thing you know, there;s a huge shatter of glass and Charlotte is standing there with her head through the glass panel, pieces of glass stuck in her face , and her arm completely covered in blood and pus.

Then today, we drew pictures of this naked lady. Everyone was nervous because we heard she was going to be a bout 80. She wasn't, she was more like 30 something, and pretty nice. I think she liked me. She kept smiling at me.

Then we had to go to to this gallery place which was full of sculptures. As Lucy said ; ''I feel really stupid taking pictures of wierdly shaped rocks.'' Yeah, yeah, call me unnapreciative of art, whatever. But seriously they all looked the same. We were meant to stay there for about and hour, but Tania and I left after about 30 minutes to do some shopping. It was raining loads. We saw this hot guy, and of course, Tania made us follow him. Seriously, she makes us stalk every hot guy she sees. Then she decided she'd try and find out his name by using the local serch thingy no her phone. A few names came up including my own, and someone called 'Jan' who she was convinced was him.She pronounced it 'Yan.' and started calling it out. I really don't think it was him.

Then we realised we had absolutely no idea where we were so we had to call Aaron, who's the school tenchnician guy. He's 25, but acts like us. He's great. He gave us his number for emergency's. But we text him everynight.
Just things like:

''Whts up babes? wbxx''

pahahahahahaha.

I'm home now. six hour coach ride. I'm tired. My throat is sore because i spent most of it making up some songs with Jess. They are amazing.

Bad, bad burger king.
Orange curtain.
Chocolate digestive.
Philip.
Chocolate raisins.
We don't know where we are, but we know it's somewhere near Cornwall.
Battery got low,low,low

God i've warbled on for ages. and ages. i really write too much. Sorry.

OK, so i wanna ask you guys something;

What are some of your favourite lines from a song? Post them here and say which song they're from and who they're by. You can even say why if you wish to.

I'll start;

Became as mad as rabbits,
With bushels of bad habits,
Who could ask for anymore?

- Mad as Rabbits, by Panic At The Disco ( suprise, suprise)

Just one of the MANY lyrics i absolutely adore from those four boys. I'm not entirely sure what it is about those lines that i like so much, but ever scince i first heard them, they make me go all squiggly inside.

Middle child syndrome is a type of condition or disorder that is rarely heard of but is commonly diagnosed  on many middle children.

The condition is often found to be unimportant by many people who don't have it, but it's a real thing that DOES exist and does need to be more understood.

I've grown up with the sydrome myself, being the middle of three girls. I even have all of the characteristics listed of a child with middle-child sydrome;
(creative, tends not to excel unless when needed, doesn't do well under pressure, etc.) but i'd never even heard of it until a few weeks ago. I never knew there was actually a name for the problem or that it even existed as something to be diagnosable.

Even though, now i'm older i don't have it as hard as i did back then, there are still times when i feel the symptoms resurface.

This is an exerpt from an account of middle child syndrome written by Mellina Stoney:

''I was born with a disorder that causes me to experience symptoms such as loneliness, depression, lack of motivation, self-loathing and low self-esteem.

This syndrome has caused me great emotional and psychological heartache, not to mention many sleepless nights. There’s no cure and no way out. However, with the many advances in psychology, I am now able to cope with what many experts have dubbed Middle Child Syndrome.

It is a chronic disorder and can be quite damaging. Being the middle child means not having a significant place in your own family. While the first-born gets praised for being the first at everything and the youngest can get away with murder due to cuteness, the middle child ends up competing for attention, love and a li’l respect.

Some say Middle Child Syndrome is a phase, which is partially true. It’s a series of phases wrapped up into one confusing childhood. ''

Excerpt from drspock.com

Oldest and youngest children can usually find reasons to be glad about their place in the family. Not so middle children. They often aren't the biggest and strongest, they aren't the babies who get away with murder, they aren't really anything special, at least in their own minds. Sometimes they feel invisible.

But this uncomfortable feeling of not having a defined place in the family may actually turn out to be an advantage. Unlike first children, who often define success by their ability to meet their parents' expectations, middle children are more prone to rebel against the status quo. This observation is the main point of a fascinating book, Born to Rebel: Birth Order, Family Dynamics, and Creative Lives, by Frank J. Sulloway. The book also argues that birth order--the middle position in particular--is one of the prime forces behind the scientific and social revolutions that drive history forward. I'd wager that most middle children had no idea that they were so important.

Another result of having a less well-defined place in the family is that middle children often reach outside the family for significant relationships. They make close circles of friends. During adolescence, in particular, they may be especially influenced by their peer groups, often to their parents' dismay.

Relationships with parents
Parents may not have as strong a sense of what to expect from a middle child as they do for a firstborn or their youngest. In one way, that's a good thing, because it gives the middle child freedom to follow his individual path. On the other hand, the sense of being less understood makes some middle children feel unloved. From the parents' point of view, the fact that there are a thousand baby pictures of the first child, and only a few dozen of the second-born simply means that they got tired of getting rolls and rolls of film developed. But from the middle child's vantage point, it is documentary proof of their second-class status. In terms of sibling rivalry, the firstborn may be struggling to maintain her position on top, but middle children seemingly struggle just to be noticed at all.

Relationships with siblings
For any middle child, the biggest point of comparison is the sibling who falls just before them in the birth order. Often, rather than competing head-on with that older sibling, the middle child chooses to go in a different direction. If the older sibling is a great student, for example, the middle child may become a musician or an athlete. (There's some research suggesting that middle children are more likely to engage in dangerous sports, perhaps because they are used to taking risks.) By choosing a niche that isn't already occupied, a middle child increases his chances of standing out and being noticed, and decreases the risk of negative comparisons.

Middle children, who are usually smaller than their older siblings while they're growing up, often learn non-aggressive strategies to get what they want, such as negotiation, cooperation, or seeking parental intervention. As the underdogs themselves in many sibling conflicts, middle children often develop a fine sense of empathy with the downtrodden, as do many youngest children. Where first and last children may tend to be self-centered, middle children often take a genuine interest in getting to know other people. Being in the middle, they may find it easier to look at interpersonal situations from various points of view.

On thursday the 15th i'm going to cornwall on a school art trip. We're travelling to the beach and stuff, so it should be pretty fun. I hope the weathers ok; but i'm sure by saying that, that i just jynxed it. We're sleeping in rooms of about 8 or 10. We managed to pursuade the teacher to swap me to a different room so that i could be with my friends. Unfortunately we have these3 girls that i can't stand joining us too though.

I don't get back until the eighteenth, so i won't be on Buzznet for this time. Try not to miss me too much.

The place is called St.Ives. I'm quite excited, because it's the place where that good apricot scrub comes from.



It renews your skin cells. Or something like that.



There's a picture of the beach. We're not allowed to go into the sea unfortunately though. And apparantly if we so much as paddle in it, we have to go straight back to the hostel we're staying at. My friend Tess brought up and interesting point though; What would happen for example, if a really big tide suddenly came in. The teacher assured us that they'd be understanding if there was a tsunami. Phew.





We'll be going here to the Eden Project aswell, to draw plants or something. Has anyone ever been to one of those artificial rainforests before? Or better yet, an actual rainforest? They're hot, aren't they.







Also, don't expect to hear much from me tomorrow night, as i'm hosting a sleepover for eight people. For no reason in particular. But we want to make ice-cream with Jess' ice-cream maker. Apparantly it includes 'curry' flavour. Am i the only person who finds this wierd?

According to Jess, in Italy you can even get garlic flavour.

I'm going through something kind of scary right now. Well, actually saying that it's me that's going through it isn't right; for it's not really me, but rather a friend. But it's scary for me because i have to witness it. And no-one likes to watch the people they love suffer. Especially alone.

She doesn't know i know. That we know. But we've seen the scars, and how much she tries to hide them.I;ve never been in this situation before. I feel incredibly helpless. Me, and all her friends that know do.

I know that she's not a depressed person. She's always laughing and in a hyper happy mood. It's her parents; sometimes they can come down hard on her , nad i think that she finds it hard to take so she finds a way to take her anger and frustration out.

We want to talk to her. But we can never find the right moment. It's hard knowing what to say or do.

3D street art. Our australian english teacher showed us these in class.



I love this one



I wonder what happens when it rains.




I'm the type who would run to dodge this.



This ones kinda creepy. He should have sat on the spoon.

OK, before i start , i would like to make a few things clear:

Number ONE; I am noway intending to offend any 'emo' or 'scene' movement in what i'm saying OK? I'm simply making a point about something.

TWO; I don't know the person in the first picture, nor do i have anything against her, i am using her image purely as an example., AND HER IMAGE ONLY.


Take a look at this girl.
She looks fairly nice right? Even though half her face is hidden in make up and covered with her OH-EM-GEE SO SCENE HAIR.

Let's PRETEND she's a bitch . Lets say she's this really horrid , evil girl who bitches about her friends, leaves nasty comments on peoples myspace/buzznet pages and intentionally starts up fights.

Seem at all familiar to you?

Let's just say she's not the most intelligent of people either.

Her journals consist of 3 sentences KoNsItInG oV rAnTs AbOuT hOw MuCh HeR lIfE sUcKs A$$ and what a slag her ex best friend is..

The only photo's she posts are of herself posing infront of a mirror, usually with some unoriginal form of hello kitty doll or cupcake in her hand and wearing a minimum amount of clothing.

She replies to your notes like talking to you is the most boring thing in the world.

 Yet this girls has about 500 + friends.




Now look at this girl.
She's fairly pretty, yes?

So she's not swamped in eyeliner , and her hair is her natural color.

Let's pretend she's lovely. Really, really nice. To everyone.

Let's say she's smart. That she posts great photo's. Natural ones of her and friends or something. And that she posts really great amazing journals that talk about something important.

And if you talk to her she'll bother to take some time out of her life to respond to you with something interesting.

Yet she has about i dunno, 400 less friends than the girl above.

Because she doesn't have as big hair.

We were in German and Jess was drawing something on the map of the world all students have in their planners.
Jess: This is where moomoo lives.
Me: cool! Moomoo lives in Nevada! Let's say he's in Las Vegas.
Jess: You mean this is America? Ohhh, i thought it was Africa...

I was sat next to Jess in our German class, and we had to describe the cartoon picture of a girl that was on the projector in a german word.
Miss Eames: Yes Jessica?
Jess: Geil
Miss Eames: Ooo, i've never heard of that word before, what does it mean?
 Jess: I think it means cool..
Miss Eames: are you sure? Look it up in the dictonary.
*Me and Jess flick through dictionary*
 Jess: Found it!
Me *reading*: it means....horny.

In our English class we were writing out mini sotries that had dual narratives and created tension. Miss Made us do this exercise where we write our opening sentence on a piece of paper, and she reads them out anonymously. She came to mine.
'The woman slid smoothly and gracefully down the sheet of snow that covered the sheep and winding mountain.'
The class: Sheep?
Miss: Well it was well written but whoever wrote this...poor sheep..
Me: IT'S STEEP!

A boy in my science class called Scott was looking at his textbook in confusion 'Sir' he said, 'i don't understand this word *he frowns * ..cucumber..'

Tania and me were in science, busy making a last minute birthday card for Tania's crush. Mr.yarri comes over to our table. Mr. Yarri: Have you got your homework?
Me and Tania: Oh no, sorry, we forgot it.
Yarri: Well you'll have to stay behind at lunchtime then
Me: no fair sir we're busy at lunctime!
Yarri: I'm sorry but everyone else who has forgotten it has to stay behind, i can't make an exception for you.
Tania: But Mr. Yarrington! we have to give someone a birthday card! *holds up 2 minute rushed biro scribble of 'happy birthday' on a folded piece of lined paper.
Yarri: ..OK, your excused..

*In a German class*
Miss: so on page 44 there is a dialogue in German of an english girl visiting her friend in Germany, and it's about how they greeet each other. Jess, could you translate the British girl's part, and lizzie could you translate what the german girl's parents are saying?
Jess: Hello, it is nice to meet you.
Lizzie: Would you like a drink?
Jess: No thankyou.
Lizzie: God bless you child! *Miss Eeames falls to the floor in a giggling fit*

In a drama class we had to go round in a circle, starting with one person turning to the person next to them ''their parent'' and begging them to have somethnig. It got to Lizzies turn, and she turned round to Tess.
Lizzie: Mum, can i ride on my boyfriends motorbike?
Tess: No you absolutely can not!
Lizzie: Why??
Tess: Because it's hazardous, i'm not letting you do it
Lizzie: mum! why are you so unfair!
Tess: I'm just protecting you because i care!
Lizzie: I'm thirty-seven years old, i think i can do what i want!

Steve: I think i might have upset my girlfriend.
 Me: what? why?
Steve: Cos i dumped her

Tess: Tania, you big fat liar! *3 days later*
Tess: OK , Tania , you've ignored me for three days now, what did i do?
Tania: You called me fat!

On our french hypermarket trip.
Jess: we were definately supposed to meet here right?
Me: Yep
Connie: So are we really early or really late?
Megan: Well we're definately not early.
Me: they can't have gone without us! They must have realised we weren't there.
Megan: See if you can spot our bus.
Jess: Oooo, yay! I see it! It's the one thats driving away!

Me and my friend Tania were filming ourselves dancing to a load of tunes on the computer, when she suggested we get an umbrella and dance along to Rihanna's song.
 Me: Tania i got the umbrella! *Whips out metre long white and green kennet district council sun brolly* 'We;re going to look sooooooo sexy!'

Me Tess and Jess were making a ouja bored, out of paper, and Tess wanted to make it all precise, by doing calculations etc. Tess: So we need to add 47 to 63
Jess: *mumbling as she works it out*...28!
Me: *pretending to have been working it out* [[nods enuthusiastically]] 'yeah'
*Tess just looks at us silently*


Tess: I've run out of riddles. Jess you do one.
Jess: Um ok, well... *pauses and thinks* there is this one...but i don't think i'll be able to rmemeber it properly.
Me and Tess: just try.
 Jess: OK let me just try and remember it.....sorry if i get it wrong (like 10 mins later), ok, so i think it goes like this : What has three legs? *pause*
Tess: ..er..a stool?
Jess: Yeah!

My sister Kerri was cooking something in the Kitchen and i started to ask her something but she didn't seem to hear me, but then she notices me speaking so she take out the earphones i didn't know she had in.
Kerri: what?
Me: Ohhh i didn't know you were listening to your i-pod.
Kerri: Yeah, you know that's what so cool about earphones!?, You can hear the music and no-one else can
Me: *smacks head* [Bearing in mind my sister was 22 at the time]

Me and my best friend Tania were sat next to each other in our maths class. Whilst i was busy working, Tania was yelling accross the room to peple and flicking rubbers and stuff. Suddenly she bends over and rummages through her bag, and springs back up holding something. Tania: OH MY GOD STEF this orange is just so wrinkly! My face = (-_-) Tania peels it. Tania: Can i show you something Jack taught me on the bus?
Me: depends what it- *Tania squirts orange juice in my eye'
Tania: isn't it great!?

I was bent over the edge of the bath as i was about to wash my hair. Tania offered to do it for me, so i said 'sure.' Half way through..
Tania: woops!
Me: what?
Tania: My chewing gum just fell out from my mouth and into your hair.'

Tania and me had just walked out the shop after she had bought the last donut. A few minutes later, we bump into Ashley, her crush.

Ashley:I wanted to get a donut , but somebody took the last one!
Tania quickly shoves the donut up my shirt.

Hey, so it's monday today, but i get the day of school cos' it's a bank holiday =D. I'm kinda ill though. Not as bad as i was yesterday. My throat was all sore and my nose all sniffly. I probably caught a cold from camping the night before at Tania and James' suprise birthday. It was pretty awesome, despite.

I was meant to get to Tess' at 4 because i was supplying one of the tents, but she called me up to ask if i could come earlier because she was sick of being alone with Ed and Matt who were poking her with tent poles.And also because she attempted to bake a cake but one half of it came out burnt so she wanted me to help redo the ruined half.

Johnny Shmitd even came! I was well happy.
I got very worried when James told me he thought Johnny is hot. Which is wrong because Johnny is my husband, and James has already got a boyfriend. A very very, unfairly hot, boyfriend.

We spent most of the time messing around in the garden. When it got dark, we went up to Tess' attic and went through a little passage way to sit on top of the roof her house. It's pretty cool. Because Me, Tess,  and Jack were the last ones out , the others thought it would be funny to leave and turn the attic light out.

The light switch was on the other side of the attic, and it was pretty scary because it was pitch black and Tess' house is haunted. [the drum set thats in her attic that can occasionally be heard being played at night]

I heard the drums being played and almost pissed myself, but it turned out it was just Jess, thankgod.

We had to crawl across the attic on our knees. And i have exeptionally bad eyesight in the dark [ask anyone] so Jack held my hand. How sweet. But i don't really fancy him. =S

Me, Tess, Tania, Harri, Jess m and Jess f had to share a five-person tent between the six of us so we were a little squished. I had Tania sleeping with her head on my stomach [she made me stroke her head for most of the night]

we stayed up talking till about 3, until Tess' scared us all by telling us we should be quiet incase the drunk guys who sometimes cut through her gardens at the weekend hear that there are girls in a tent.

I went to sleep but woke up and hour later when it was about 4 am, to Tania doing really bad golem impressions ['Where is my ring!? blaaarrr']

The five of us decided to get up and go on the trampoline in the pitch black darkness. It was fun , but the guys from the other tents got narked at us. we didn't get back to sleep after that and stayed up the whole time. At one point, once it was about 5:30 and daylight, the guys eventually joined us and we all lead squished in the middle of the trampoline in our sleeping bags.

Tania, Jess and me even made songs

( cos' it's 5-30 in the morning,
you eyes are the size of sun,
we look like shit, it's not fun,
we're feeling so shit
it's just the way that it is,
when it's 5-30 in the morning)

Kinda hurt. Tania and James' suprise party tomorrow. 'Cept James can't come, so it's now just Tania's suprise party. With half the guests being people she doesn't know. We're having a camp out in Tess' gardens. Heard the weathers going to be bad though =S

We're getting Tania's brother there early to help us put up tents, as Tess and i will have no clue what we're doing, haha.

There's children on the street using guns and knives
Taking drugs and each other's lives
Killing each other with knives and forks
Calling each other names like 'dork

There's people on the street getting diseases from monkeys
Yeah, that's what I said - they're getting diseases from monkeys
Now there's junkies with monkey disease
Who's touching these monkeys, please
Leave these poor sick monkeys alone
They've got problems enough as it is.

Man's lying on the street
Some punk's chopped off his head
I'm the only one who stops
To see if he's dead
Mmm...
Turns out he's dead.

And that's why I'm singing
What...what is wrong with the world today?
What is wrong with the world today?
( mumbles) nuhnuhnuhnuhumbauay...
What...what is wrong with the world today?
You gotta think about it
Think think about it.

Good cops been framed and put into a can.
All the money that we're making is going to the man.

What man?
Which man?
Who's the man?
When's a man a man?
What makes a man a man?
Am I a man?
Yes. Technically I am.

They're turning kids into slaves just to make cheaper sneakers.
But what's the real cost?
'Cause the sneakers don't seem that much cheaper.
Why are we still paying so much for sneakers
When you got them made by little slave kids
What are your overheads?

Well, at the end of your life, you're lucky if die,
Sometimes I wonder why we even try.
I saw a man lying on the street half dead
With knives and forks sticking out of his leg.
And he said,
"Ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow
Can somebody get that knife and fork out of my leg, please?
Can somebody please remove these cutleries from my knees?"

And then we break it down.
This is where we break it down
Ooh
This is where we break it down
Aah
This is where we do the whoa-o-o-o
Break it down
This is where we build it up now
We build it up now
We build it up now
We build it up now
We build it up now
Build it up
And then we stop

2nd May *tomorrow*- ICT exam (yikes!) Panics new video (yay!)
3rd May- Tania and James' suprise birthday party. (camp out)
4th May- Scarecrow festival?
5th may- TD day
6th- 7th may- Art exam

15th May- Art trip to St.Ives.
18th May- Get back from art trip

(Half term) - Canalling weekend with mum, dad, sisters and sister's boyfriend.

School
School
School

June somewhen- Work experience week
June somewhenelse- end of work experience week

July- AMERICA BABY! Staying in boston, shopping in New York, visiting Virginia
(o-m-g-woop)

October- DISNEYLAND PARIS =D=D=D=D=D=D=D=D=D

That's all i know for now.