Cos all of the *staaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaars*...
Are fading awaaaaaay...
Just try not to wooooooooorry...
You’ll see them some daay...
Take what you neeeeeeeeed...
And be on your waaay...
And stop crying your heaaaart ouuuuuuuuuuuut...

-You can always count on me for one last beer-

-Well it was ugly but we made it this far-
-Some have gone but I forget who they are-
-Now the hangovers are worse but we get through 'em fine-
-Sleeping late but we're not lazy-
-Getting older but we're still crazy-
-I'm so glad that I have these friends o mine-

...All you maggots smoking fags on Santa Monica Boulevard,
All you maggots smoking fags out there on Sunset Boulevard.

All you maggots smoking fags on Hollywood Boulevard.

You should have never trusted ~[.H.o.l.l.y.w.o.o.d.]~
You should have never gone to ~*[ H o l l y w o o d ]*~

All you bitches put your hands in the air and wave them like you just don't care.

You should have never trusted +[H][o][l][l][y][w][o][o][d]+....

Me: I'm getting my hair ringletted on thursday!!
Alice: Oh good. I can't wait to fuck you with that.
Me: *blink blink*

Alice: *nibbles*
Me: *licks*
Alice: *pinches*
Me: *rapes*
Alice: oh
       rude.

*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 =)

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