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from the daily mail website:
"The RAC advised drivers to be prepared for hazardous driving conditions, allow extra journey time and to 'please take extra care' over the next few days especially on open stretches of exposed toads and when crossing bridges and high-sided vehicles."
i couldn't not post this on here...i love my mediaplayer sometimes =S
1. Put Your itunes, widows media plyer etc on Shuffle
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS
IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY?
strange magic
WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?
Untitled Track (ahahahahahaha)
WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?
What's the Frequency, Kenneth?
HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?
Life is a Minestrone
WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?
Seaside
WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?
Golden Skans
WHAT IS 2+2?
Ole Black 'N' Blue Eyes
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BESTIE?
Snow White Queen (hmmmmmmmmmmm)
WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?
Hate This and I'll Love You
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?
Dead! (ahahahahahahah
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Without You Here
WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?
Crystal Ball
WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?
Happy Ending (gosh this is good today!)
WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST
Flathead
WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR?
Cry
it's got to the point that i'm now scared of my mum coming near me...oh dear...
"that's not good enough really is it?"
that phrase is becoming the story of my life...never however have my parents said it before...until this morning...
it's nice to wake up on the sofa in your suit with none of the lights on...
minor rant which is not directed at people on here...
ok so i might have had no lessons last week...yes i complained about it...at no point did i say i had no work...coursew
and someone who should read this...please don't make this my final chance?
i'm quite excited...i/m goign to see my grandparents this evening =) i saw my nana last week but i haven't seen my grandad since i don't remember when...quite looking forward to it =)
on the other hand, is it normal to be worrying about someone you've known since you were both very small and see every day but don't ever talk to anymore?
and still no-one wants to translate my sentence =( =P
"Pa se koffie is op Pa se tafel" the one sentence i know in Afrikaans...*p
it's not hard to guess what it means but if you fancy winning a *hug* from me...answers however you want to get them to me =P
i had a random desire this evening to look at the website for my old dancing school...this would have been interesting however i came across some old photos, yes i was in one or two which is why i'm not telling you the website, but my mum was in several more along with her friend who died in november 2006...it's amazing how a photo can influence your emotions so much...
facts about my week...
-there are 25 potential lesson hours there can be in a school week
-i get to school at 7:40am and leave at 3:10pm...that'
-i have had 7 hours in silent study(6 timetabled, one out of choice)
-1 hour of fully taught lesson
-20 minutes of Classical Civilisation coursework feedback
-40 minutes of Chemistry practical investigation
-9 hours in the common room during lessons
-3 hours of tours for new teachers
-1 hour of pastoral
-2 hours of DISS lesson where staying in the room was compulsory
-10 hours 25 minutes in the common room before school, at break and lunch...
that's how i spent my 37 hours and 30 minutes this week...how fabulous! and all this shows you just how much time i've had on my hands this week. anyone have any idea who i should complain to?
i'm ill which is rubbish to start with...and now i'm falling even further...but i can't get the words out to tell people...also please give me some lessons tomorrow...
and so i've hit the bottom again...i hate this so much...
quotes of today...:
year 12 person: who was it declaring they aren't having sex with ollie?
me: erm...all of us?
small maths school boys: they look like brother and sister, unless they're having sex...
mrs h: do you have the sheet with thew questions on?
me: yes and the rubbish you gave us with it
mrs h: *shocked*
me: sorry i didn't mean that really...
prospective english teacher: so what exactly is Classics?
me: *starts bouncing around* *proceeds to answer question looking like a nutter*
me: this is an english language lesson with year 13 if you want to look in *this is while trying not to laugh at vT pulling faces*
another prospective english teacher: no thank you
third p.e.t: an english language lesson? for year 13? ooooh yes! i'd love to see that *opens door and stands there looking mental*
and one the above year 12 told me:
mr w: if you run out of room, you can extend the male part into the female part
oh dearie...
i don't know how to react...my friends are trying to set me up with one of as list of guys....which is the sweetest thing anyone's done for me in a while, hence the welling eyes...but i'm sad also because i know it'll end in rejection, no-one ever really likes me that much...please don't stop with the setting up though guys...it's making me feel good =)
the scariest thing i've learnt over the last week was thanks to my nana...she asked me "what was the best bit about your holiday at Christmas?" then it hit me...i have no memory for those three weeks I was away...I''m serious it's just a mess of place names and pictures i've remembered from the photos I took...it's so scarey...i've been somewhere others only dream to go and i have no memories because i was too self-absorbed and worrying about it being empty to care that I went to some extraordinary places...how fucking awful is that? what have i done to myself?
in case you care the answer to my nana was "all of it" because i can't distinguish one bit from another...
and the sleepless nights, uncontrollable shaking, weird dreams and everything else that goes with my life have returned...als
i knew i shouldn't have let it happen...i let my guard down...i was safer with the wall around me...at the time it seemed fine...now i know i should have kept my barrier there...it took me four years to build and less than an hour to break down...here we go again...i've learnt from this mistake...neve
i want to write something here but i can't put what i want to say in words...all my friends are owed hugs though i know that much...
what's happening to me? i can't even notice a simple change in questions, i burst into tears when people laugh, i feel compelled to tell everyone that there's soemthing wrong but i can't tell the people who would actually give a fuck, nothing seems fun anymore, i've never crashed from happiness so quickly, i can't sleep properly, the smallest thigns are stressing me out, i can't find the motivation to do anything, reading the Bible no longer makes me realise everything's normal, i fear tomorrow and what might go wrong, i fear that even writing this will change how tomorrow turns out, i hate everything that happened yesterday, the fact this week is halfterm scares the life out of me as there's no one around to pick me up again, cuts aren't making me feel better, i sat there on Thursday afternoon wanting to hug the person I was with wondering if I'd ever get a time like that agin...the excitement and anticipation, i have a desire to throw everything at everyone, i'm touching my scarf wondering if it'll take my weight...i'm falling apart slowly and i'm terrified...