You've really made the gradeeee....

Ground Control To Major Tom....






Hello. Hello. HELLO.
Well, this is embarassing.
I was grounded, kay?
It's weird, for the whole time I was banned from the computer, I just felt like blogging. I guess my mind just hates me. Or Le Grande Kahuna. Wanna know what week it is? Friendship week. I heard that in the announcement during Maths and I just mumbled to myself: 'Oh the sweet, intoxicating irony.' That's why we are here... Some odd stage drama for a cynical bloke in the sky. 'I'll throw in 2 fights here, and hey presto, Civil War of friends.' Gr-reat.

Smile, goddamit, Lucy. I have decideeeed that I am not gonna let things get to me. So I'm going to ignore my problems. Or gain enough confidence to stand up and fight. I love this blog so much. It's unbelievable. It's like my birth child. When I stand back and admire this... work of monstrosity of some form.. I'm overwhelmed with pride and happiness at what I've written and how it got me out of depression (two blogs ago, before I had friends... basically, early last year) and the way it makes me feel (the way it maaaakes me feel, it really turnsss me onn). And having people read it and comment and follow makes me smile. Like wide grin that makes pieces of my inner-cheek catch on my braces. The smiles I keep for when I'm alone. Teehee.

I was reading Merissa's blog just there and she said she agreed with someone that blogs cause fights. I just felt like retaliating and supporting the blogging community because I absolutely disagree. A blog= a web log. A diary of some sort that one introduces to the worldwide web for entertainment or self purpose. A place to state your opinion. Blogs don't cause the fight; It's the people who don't want the truth who cause the fights. What? Do you player haters want us to lie just for your self esteem? Heaven knows that you probably have a hell of an ego as it is. Do we really have to fluff it? We have a right to state our opinions as human beings, just as you have a right to use that pointy white thing to move on up to the big red 'X' and click right out of this. To anyone who finks I'm a looner. YOU HAVE THE GODDAMN RED X RIGHT. If in doubt, click out. Remember RXR. Red X Right. It works on every blog on this server. (Y)



Pssh. Muvver is sha-houting. Apparently, when a sock is on the floor, I'm a bad person. Sigghhhh. House in le paper. It's as if as soon as we're losing the house, people ask more about it. Because that's what has been happening. AHA. We can bring the dog... That cheered me up. I'm worried for my mum. She's crying all the time. This house meant a lot to her.

COMMENT ME LITTLE CHICAS AND CHICOS AND SHIT. I'm working up this big topical blog. I know I've been a shitty blogger/writer/person lately. Stresssss. I guess. I'm kinda sick now too. :S


LUCY XOXO

Smashed panes cause smash pain.

I've always lived like this, keeping a comfortable distance...




Dudes. Aha. Things are just getting WORSE. I hate when that happens. Thanks for le comment support. It truly did help. Grounded for the weekend... from leaving the house, from seeing anyone, from using my phone, from using my laptop. I am breaking my parent's law by typing this but I'm just explaining. I don 't know. Friday in school, Ash was out, Jem seemed pissed and it was kind of awkward around Zoe and Katie and Fiona. They apologized to me, but of course, 6 months practically despising someone isn't going snap back tight like that. *snaps fingers for emphasis*. Missed YC last night. Loadsa people went for once. FML could only be that one night, right? Even Asian Danny, the faithful blog reader turned best friend turned boyfriend turned ex-boyfriend. I haven't seen him in ages, and I want to feel close to him again. In the first place, all he knew was me and I liked that. I'm an incredibly jealous person in the fact that I like people all for myself. When it's just me who knows someone, it's perfect. But when I tell my friend's about them, and they become better friends with them then I was.... dayum, that's a recipe for disaster. Disaster in my head, of course.


I need to stop fucking complaining to people. I've been doing it a lot lately. I don't know. My house went into the classifieds on Wednesday. Day after break up and fight and day where I had 3 tests and lost my home ec. Thanks, Big Kahuna. Was a great day; I didn't get to jog for the rest of the week... Wednesday, truly didn't feel like it. My legs were all knackered and I was knackered and sad so I sat down trying to drown myself in hot chocolate and marshmallows. And other stuff too. Reading Pride and Prejudice on my lonesome. Can you believe it took me three tries to type 'prejudice' right. I got that one in the first try. I knew blogs were educational. Cough cough from my sister. 08.22am. You'd think on a grounded weekend I'd lie in, but I woke up accidentally at 6 after a night of... thinking. My home ec teacher is worried about me. She took me out of class today when I forgot to go to lost & found the day before for my home-ec shit, and I went to find it that morning and it wasn't there... Turns out she had found it and she started rambling on about utter luniticisms of how I was pale and tired looking and scattered. I'm usually like that. Which made it all funny. I've been fighting with my parents a lot. And then there's the Junior Cert stress. Drama starts back up after school on Wednesdays. I can't wait... I love drama in our school.



Installing the new Messenger. Hope to god it's worth it. Internet is faaailing me. Hang on, no it isn't. Grr. I love cute little kitschy things. Like in Claires accessories, there's this adorable little Toad candy container. Toad from Super Mario, of course, not the ugly amphibian. I want to buy it but the effort of going all the way to Claires, I have no money, and am on brink of total lonerdom. *dramatic sigh*. Meap ftw. Phineas and Ferb. Comment.


LUCY XOXO