Take back this city....

It's abnormally freezing here in the green land. I mean, hello? Global Warming? Pick up please?
Parent-Teacher meeting yesterday. Comments weren't bad which surprised me so much my mouth hung open for like half an hour. Apparently, I've improved greatly in Maths, yet I thought I was doing the opposite. Loadsa teachers said I didn't hand up my homework, but if I was out last week, how am I supposed to do it? Meuhh Meuhhh, Fucktards. I pulled tonnes of lip skin off during English accidentally and now my lip is burrrning so je regrette. Je parle le langue Francais.. J'adore Francais et je veux un garcon beau Francais. Sigh, malheuresment, je n'ai pas un garcon beau Francais mais j'ai chocolat. :)





It feels like the world's closing in, waiting for my choice. I feel like I'm stranded on a roundabout and I can either be brave and choose which way I'll go or stay here forever. And all the angry drivers are wondering what the fuck I'm doing and hurrying me on. Which road should I take? I remember being 7 years old and desperately wanting to be a teenager like Lizzie McGuire and she had a boyfriend and she stayed out late and IM'ed. But now, I'm not so sure. With each opportunity, comes a responsibility. As in responsibility for your actions. And usually the actions fail you but you still must be responsible and smart. Take the bull by the horns and push past ignorance. It's harder than it seems, this growing up thing.


Picked it up again now. Thursday at 06:46am. I was pestered by the fact I had a draft. It just sat there in my mind 'FIIINIISSHH YOUUR BLOOGGG POSSSST'. So here I am. *waves*. Hyper hyper. Approx 37 days 'til Christmas. Everyone else has the huge lists and I'm like woo woo camera. Why do people need so much at Christmas anyway? If I received tonnes, I'd be happy anyway, but my parents never gave me too many presents. Little 8 year olds have lists like netbook, playstation 3 and Halo 3 for the playstation 3. If I even asked for that, I'd be grounded. I want to give all my money to charity or something good like that but nah. Too much effort. Aldi have gingerbread houses! I nearly died of excitement because they have a train too and it's all completely edible. I could pretend to be the Cloverfield monster, smash the house down then send my minions on Janice Ian. >:]

I shall go now. Because I need to straighten my hair and drink tea and possiblé put foundation on. Roll on Mr. Weekend.

LUCY
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Hello, the dear people who actually can bother their arses to read this.
I kept procrastinating and going 'Ughh, I'll do it later' on the blogging front, but now I finally got to doing it at 9:15am, Sunday. This time tomorrow I'll be listening to the buzz of class and whispers of who fucked who and who lost their hand to fireworks. Halloween 2'k'9 = Suxxor. It failed hard. Didn't go out for the whole day and then Dad rented Final Destination 2, because Drag Me To Hell was all out. He watched half of the movie with me and then ran off to go to some party with my sister's friend's parents. I was left alone with hormonal mommy, because her painters are in, and we watched x-factor and I bitched and moaned at her about wanting to be real proper blonde.



Speaking of X-Factor, I reaaallyyy hated rock night. They wrecked some of my favourite songs.. Joe took Journey's classic: Don't Stop Believing and made it into a boring anti-ballad which was about as bloody inspiring as Paris Hilton's autobiography. Stacey the Dimwit did a over-vibrato, pop version of Keane's Somewhere Only We Know and Lloyd targetted the girlies with I kissed a Girl... Which really isn't rock. Anyhoo, he wasn't attractive and was utter fail. Danyl (<3) did a song I didn't know, but it was kind of mojo-less. I hate how they give him such a hard time. Stacey, Lloyd and Jedward suck & should be voted out. And Danyl has real talent. Like, magik tear-jizz-love-inducing singing. Sigh.

Weekend = Boring. No homework done. Will probs do today. Feeling pretty down for no reason. I don't get how people do that bitey MSN personal message. When they pick something subtle but obvious and display it for everyone with a sarcastic smiley face after it. It doesn't seem very mature to me. Nobody's mature nowadays, aight?

I'mma go now.
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