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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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Look at that belt. I want, I want, I want. I re-discovered my inner fashion-obsessed girly girl at 4am when I had sudden coughing fit and woke up. Naturally, at 4am I a) could not make noise && b) was extremely bored. So, flick flick flick, I searched my bookshelf 'til I found that Rachel Zoe chick's guide to style. I was like OMG lulz this is going to be over-indulgent, materialistic shit. But it wasn't. So I made myself a list of things to make me stylish again. It went like:

• Red lipstick
• Black liquid eyeliner
• Scarf
• Plain denim stone-washed skinnies
• Chanel inspired items
• Go to Designer Swap Shop
• Pearls
• Woolly hat
• Patent pumps/heels
• Cardigan
• Save up for Top Shop splash

Unknowingly, my mother totally contributed so I crossed out what she got.
Lovely style reformation day.

Going to go blonder too. Blonde, understated-fashionista type Lucy is coming soon to a theater near you....

Non-uniform day tomorrow. Was going to dress up for Halloween but nobody else is and I'd walk in as scary zombie and they'd lul so hard they'd piss on their plastic chairs. Now, I'mma wear my brand new stripey cardigan, my denim mini-skirt, nude tights, pearls, tartan converse (gives me le grande clashingness/originality). Today's keyword is plaque. I'm hoping that everyone won't laugh and go zOMG thighs. YC tomorrow. Hardly anyone's going. Cept' Missa Mushroom and Efaa.

Cillian's blog = bastardly piece of shit. He goes on for two paragraphs about Sarah and how, to put it in simpler terms, she is the spawn of the devil. Sarah Morrin is one of the nicest, prettiest girls I've met in my entire life. And Cillian, he totally screwed her over, whether he denies it or not. Fucking someone and then asking their best friend out...? That's soooo not screwing her over. And then he goes on about people bitching about people on their blogs, instead of saying it to their face, in a later post. And he spelt cynic wrong. His piece of total shit.

And I know, I'm being hypocritical by bitching at him on my blog. But blog-to-blog combat is perfectly fine in my head. :D



I'mma love you and leave you.
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Lucy
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Pentacles and polyjuice potions...

I kissed a boy, just to start shit...








Welcomeee.
'Nother doss week in school. Yesterday was an ecology trip, which was me trekking, panting, trekking, panting and searching for bugs. I mean, walk down the hill = funzies. Walk back up it... diezies. On the plus side, the bus back to school was mighty awesomesauce. Cheryl Cole singalongs ftw. Today, we were off at 12.40. Sooo basically, I only had maffs, assembly fingy, geoggers, francais annnndddd irish. GUESS WHAT? Major swine flu outbreak. 202 people were out sick yesterday. Out of 700 students. D: Like, ffs. SHUT DOWN THE SCHOOl. One of the teachers has it. Emma has it. Shout out to that loveelly girly. She had to listen to my amazing singing on the bus... may God bless her. Piles of business h/w due Thursday from last Friday. I hope Ms. Plunkett gets it. Does morbid obesity make you high-death-risk? And she's too fat to get to a doctors too. Yesssssssss. Witch!lucy escaped to, loike, bid bad wishes to that rotund lady. If you're reading this Ms. Plunkett, I am greatly sorry and do not mean to insult you... kinda.



Everyone's blogging. Grr. I bring it up every second post, but helloooo, I started it. All hail Lucy, queen of North Kildare Region Blogger Pages. 'Cus my blog has effort and almost-daily-posts and a real mofoing template instead of a crappy preset or some tacky twilight one or cupcake one. Sigh. Wan's blog is purdy cool. I need to link more people too. Please note; If you want to be linked, you gotta comment for a while. You can't just show up, go straight to my c-box and be laik 'HAI GIMME LINKZEZ'. BTW, that actually wasn't pointed towards you, Naddie, but if you're doing what I said you won't even know. O.o heyyy, I have a preventative method. Keywords. I'll give y'all a keyword to put in the c-box if you read the latest post. Today's keyword is areola. Yes, that is a part of your nipple, for you twerds who don't know but sense that an awesome word like that must be related to boobage in some way.



Slootpocalypse Halloween is gonna suck for me this year. Can't go Ste's party which some young ladies will be delighted by. Actually, boys too. Basically, everyone. And everyone who isn't going is previously engaged w/ trick or treating and shit (which I agree with, for free sweety reasons). I'll probably sit at home alone and spend my time on Caféworld and updating my blog header. Maybe rent out Teeth. Alone. Nothing better than a night alone with vagina dentata. Msn me if your would like to join me :( .. That made for awkward sad-ass moment. Shout out to Nicky Graydon because he is first class nerdtacular. Ehmm... oh yes, 5 comments: Vic, Missa, Naddie, Lulu and Sarah so luvvage to them. I was like SMILEYSMILEYLOVED for an hour. I'm a sad, sad girl.



Ba da da daaaa *finds rad pics for this post on Google* .....










Leaving you with this sexy cover of Britney's new song, 3, about uhmm... a threesome. I fink these guys are better. ;)



LUCY
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