*doorbell rings*
Me: *screams*
   *runs downstairs*
   *opens door*
   Owwww. My TOE
Dad: *stood outside door*
   You're supposed to MOVE your foot when you open it.
Me: Screw you.

Me: Mally.
    I think Libby's brother just walked past my house.
Mally: ... OHG

      FSGB

      DBGFJMS

      F

      CSAZGB,.DF S

      G'D

      SF#]'DS

      GD

      S#H'

      *Head hits keyboard*
Me: Oh no... Maybe it was just someone else fit.

Mum: Do you have the bin bags in your room?
Me: Nope.
    I ate them

I just got attacked
by an exploding

hose

This is turning out to be one of the
best weekends
of my life.
Embrace last night
Sheffield today
To see my hilarious
family.
Well.
My dad's side of the family.
They're cool.
Lol.
Apart from the bit where my poor cousin
Neil
had a huge row with his girlfriend.
He came in crying.
Poor Neil.
He's 19.
His girlfriend Lucy is
17.

She's pregnant

OH YEAH!
I GOT A POSTER!!!!!!!
And a t shirt.
*ish very happy*

Omfg.
I went to the Embrace- 'A Glorious Day' gig yesterday.
Whoa.
Actually.
Whoa.
Ok.
Line up
Anechoic (Lead singer was FIT AS!)
Hard-Fi (Fucking insane!)
The Subways (Drummer - *drools*)
And THE ORDINARY BOYS!!! (Lead guitarist - Fucking stunning!)
!!!!!EMBRACE!!!!!

Anyway...



I GOT STUCK IN A FUCKING MOSHPIT
IT WAS FUCKING AMAZING!
I had like, 20 30-year-old guys right behind me
They started moshing to the Ordinary Boys
I lost Sarah and Fiona and Nicola
And I was the only girl
I was about half the height of all these lads
And i was pressed up against this FUCKING hot guy
And he was like SHIT! Are you ok?!
And I was just like... Ooooooh yeah!

Man.
That was the best night of my life.

And then Sarah got chlaustraphobic (sp?)
So we went back
And all these really sweet drunk people made like,
a path for us through the 8000 people
and they were like
COME ON! LET 'EM THROUGH!!!
And then Embrace were like
saying how sorry they felt for all the girls
because alll they can see is the back of some guys head
And we were like YEEEEEEEEEAH!!!!!!!!
and then he went
Now, for the next song, i want you to alll...
JUMP UP AND DOWN
and all of the girls were just like
shit
and then i fell over
and my leg got crushed
and frankie, jess, david, and sarah pulled me through these THOUSANDS of people and took me to a paramedic
and he told me to get some beer down me
and sent us on our way
and so we just like
...


OH MAN
IT WAS FUCKING AMAZING
Dude.
I'm never going to forget last night for as long as i live.


Photos'll be up soon.
*beams*

[*bell goes at end of history. Also end of day*]

Me: WOW! It's like, the holiday!!!
Mally: No, Izzy, it's not like the holiday. It is the holiday.
Me: ... Screw you.

Omg.
It's like.
So Totally
The HOLIDAY!
But only for a
[w.e.e.k].
I mean.
What kind of 
loser
gives [1 week holidays.] ?????
The best holidays are the
6 week kind.

*winks*

Me: I hate Tracey Emin.
Dad: *walks into kitchen* I hear she speaks very highly of you...
Me: I mean, look at her!
Dad: Well... She does have a rather... Unfortunate look about her.
Me: She's unbelievably ugly!!!
Dad: ...I suppose that's another way of putting it.

[*So we're all lying on the grass in the park after ballet, with me copying Hatty's chemistry hwk, and Mally leaning on me writing a letter*]

Me: *reads* 'So you need to light a spank...'
   What?!!? Why are we lighting spanks?!?!
Hatty: I'm sure I wrote sparks...
Me: That SO says spanks...
Rosie: It really does
Hatty: It says sparks!!
Me: Maybe we were lighting spliffs...
Rosie: ...Like that time we asked Wusty for a spliff...
Me: ...'Hey, sir, can we have a spliff to light our bunsen with please?'
Mally: *dies*

We tend to continue each others sentences...
...Or finish each others sentences.

[Further research revealed that it did
actually say 'sparks', not spanks, and we meant to ask
Mr. Worstead for a splint, not a spliff.]

Me: you are so odd
    but i love you
Rosie: haha....odd....nah....nobody is quite as odd as you..
Me: omgthatissomean
    HAHAHAHAlookatthelackofspaceage
Rosie: heheheyouaresodumbattimesitisunbelieveablebutheyyoucannothelpitasyouaresoweird
Me: it's inherited =)

Whaddup fothermucker

I was wearing a rather small
T-shirt today
And i realised how

out of proportion

I hate the world today
You’re so good to me, I know
But I can't change
Tried to tell you
But you look at me like maybe
I’m an angel underneath
Innocent and sweet...


Yesterday I cried
Must have been relieved
To see the softer side
I can understand how you’d be so confused
I don’t envy you
I’m a little bit of everything
All rolled into one!!!


I’m a BITCH
I’m a LOVER
I’m a CHILD
I’m a MOTHER
I’m a SINNER
I’m a SAINT
I do not feel ashamed
I’m your HELL
I’m your DREAM
I’m nothin’ in between
You know, you wouldn’t want it any other way!!!!


So take me as I am
This may mean,
You’ll have to be a stronger man
Rest assured that when
I start to make you nervous
And I’m going to extremes
Tomorrow I will change
And today won’t mean a thing!!!


I’m a BITCH 
I’m a LOVER
I’m a CHILD 
I’m a MOTHER
I’m a SINNER
I’m a SAINT
I do not feel ashamed
I’m your HELL
I’m your DREAM
I’m nothin’ in between
You know, you wouldn’t want it any other way!!!!


Just when you think
You got me
Figured out
The season's already changin’
I think it’s cool, you do what you do
And don’t try to change me


I’m a BITCH
I’m a LOVER
I’m a CHILD
I’m a MOTHER
I’m a SINNER
I’m a SAINT
I do not feel ashamed
I’m your HELL
I’m your DREAM
I’m nothin’ in between
You know, you wouldn’t want it any other way!!!!


I’m a BITCH,
I’m a TEASE
I'm a GODDESS on my KNEES,
When you're HURT
When you SUFFER
I'm your ANGEL undercover
I've been NUMB
I'm REVIVED
Can't say I'm not ALIVE 
You know I wouldn't want it ANY other way!!!!!!

M.e.m.o.r.i.e.s
So many memories
Lay, +:twisted:+, in my mind
Memories of j.o.y, of love
[-Memories-] that I long to find
By day, I live the 

By night, I live the 

By half light, the dreams are smothered
By a thousand broken >screams<
Maybe they were your screams
Maybe they were /m/i/n/e/
Who knows?
There is no *border*
But a fine, [.r.e.d.], glowing line
If only you could .see.
What lies, 's'h'a't't'e'r'e'd', 
In my head
Maybe you could see,
Why my -h.e.a.r.t- is so [~cold~], so dead.

B.r.o.k.e.n
I'm not just the skin I walk in
I'm not a stupid little slut
Maybe I deal with the problems
With a slash, a dice, a cut
I'm not the perfect little queen
You always wanted me to be
You seem to look at everything
But really, you never see
You never delve into the bright blue eyes
That reveal so very much
You never realise that the hurt can heal
With one hug, one kiss, one touch
Behind the mane of bright red hair
Is a heart that cries red tears
But you just look and you just see
The embodiment of your fears
Your daughter with no talent
With no intelligence
You try to seal her off
With your bright white picket fence
You never look at all her drawing
Never read her harsh refrains
A pretty, broken, red haired shell
Is all that now remains
She is your superficial wound
She'll vanish without a trace
She will never leave a mark
Of that pretty, broken face
You try to sculpt her in
To all the things you long to be
But to you she's just a twisted whore
Foolish, wild and free
She will feed on all your secrets
She will break with all your lies
And despite all the little things she says
She will sit alone and cry
That superficial wound
She will never go away
She cries, broken, in the dark night
She laughs, broken, in the day.