OMG.

I like MCR.

It's Alan Robson's fault...
He interviewed them and it was played last night...

Alan: So, how many times do you go?
MCR Member: 3 or 4 times a day...
Alan: Christ, you're full of shit!
MCR Member: Oh, that's what you mean!

Har har.

Off climbing.

Talk when I get back xD

Bye byes!

I need someone to come to Tyneside Cinema with me.
I don't want to go on my own.

I need to see Marie Antoinette for French.
Don't worry, the film's in English!

Saturday at 12.20 anyone?

Haha.

No art today.
There was a fire at KwikFit in Longbenton... And the roads have been closed since yesterday. So I couldn't go to Killingworth. I do art at a different school you see.
But it was the only lesson I went in for today. And I didn't do it.
So I spent six and a half hours at that shit whole. Urgh. In the library. Which I love and all, but I've read almost everything. And there were annoying brats coming in and out >.<

There was an explosion in KwikSave in Washington, so the Doc didn't get in to school until about eleven-ish. So I got to hang around with the Biology folks ^_^ Only one of whom I actually like xD Oh yeah, that also fucked up the roads ¬.¬

Last night I spent an hour and a half on a fucking bus. For a fifteen minute bus journey. That's how fucked up the roads were.
Lots of people stuck their fingers up at the bus driver as he sped down the bus lane too. That was a bit funny xD I was the star attraction on the bus... I had a radio and knew what was happening traffic wise ^_^
But the bus was freezing. I shiver even to remember it... Maybe I should put the heating on...

Anyway, the roads in the North East are mega fucked at the moment.
And don't think about using the metro system either. They too are fucked. Strong winds earlier in the week closed it along the route where the roads are closed. Bugger? I think.
So, public transport is also a no no. Ha ha.
I hope it's all fixed by the weekend. I'm not spendsing over 45 minutes on a bus.

What the fuck has happened? My house is gone. All of that wonderful work. Gone.
Any explanation? I'm rather fucking pissed off ¬.¬

You never tell me anything.
What the fuck is wrong?
Just leave me guessing
And hurting even more.
Or do you not realise?
You spoke the truth a while ago:
I’m broken.
Take me back.
Get a refund.
An exchange.
You deserve so much better
Than me and all my troubles.

Lawrence Llewellyn Bowen Couldn't Make It 
So... You have to!
Well, don't have to, but it'd be nice ^_^
Design a house for me?

Wow...
Lmfao...

37"
27"
37"

Funky proportions, eh?

RANDOM QUESTIONS:
Loud?: Nope...
Shy?: Yeah...
Weird?: Some think so
Selfish?: To an extent
Crazy?: At times
Hot?: Freezing atm
Cute?: MERLIN!! He's so cute :P
Nice?: Uhh...
Mean?: If you're a Chav ¬.¬
Immature?: Never. Hah.
Rude?: To Chavs.
Cool?: Over rated
Brat?: I know some.
Stupid?: Heh...
Caring?: MERLIN!! He fell :(
Mature?: Nah nah nah nah nah :P
A friend?: If you're mine...
More than a friend?: To a special person only.
Talkative?: Sometimes
Boring?: Yeah ¬.¬
Creative?: In a way my art teacher hates. I WANT TO USE COLOUR GOD DAMNIT!!
Smart?: Supposedly...
A psycho?: Mwahahahaha.
Athletic?: Har. Har. Joking?
Confusing?: What?
Sweet?: CHOCOLATE!!
Mood swings?: WTF DO YOU MEAN BY THAT? Of course not...
Attractive?: Someone else answer this for me?
Annoying?: Yarr!!
Funny?: Nah.
Hyper?: COFFEE!! (<-- Good enough answer?)
Laid back?: I <3 My Bed
Perfect?: Far from it.
Wierd?: This one's already been asked me thinks...

I turned down two free tickets to Milburn on the 30th.

Lmfao xD

The third time in less than 24 hours that I've cried... Something is tearing me apart.

Why am I crying?

It's petty and stupid.
SO FUCKING STUPID.
All out of proportion.

So why are the tears falling?

Why am I shuddering?
Gasping for breath?
Why are my hands shaking?

Why do I want to hurt something?
Someone?
Me?

Maybe I've been wrong all along and my emotions have been lying to me... I become less and less convinced every day.