Yah sure my opinions may have changed.
But not the fact that I am right.
annoying person: malllly why are you being so anti-social
me: i am not antisocial. I just hate you.
me: *mummebling*
[someone tries talking to me]
me:. Hello. Conversation going on here. dont talk to me when im trying to talk to myself
..............
If it doesnt fit, force it, if it breaks.
it needed replacing anyways
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Some poems rhyme
but not mine.
Uggh. History esssay.
going okay thanks for asking.
imma just thinking of when everybody came around, it was so funny.
My moms always wondering why I have to stay up so late to do "homework". When II'm really just talking to nicholas on msn.
lol.
Anyways, i got my friends to cover for me when they came over, and just say that they also stay up to the ridicules hours of the mornining.
hatty just takes it a step too far.
lol:
mom: So how much sleep do you guys get usually?
izzy: hmm coouple of hours :)
rosie: yah same here
hatty</b: I just dont sleep
([the best part was was how casually she said it....i cant describe it. She just shrugged as was like, yah no biggie..])
<b>mom: So what time do you go to bed?
izzy: Two or three?
vag: yeah two to three thrity? sometimes four
hatty: *in all seriousness* I go to sleep at seven am.
*Silence*
me: you know hatty, theres over the top, and THEN theres you.
emailing is fun.
I woke up just now.
Its 14:02
homework to do before tuesday(that i can think of right now:
If you wish, you may disguise your hAndwRitiNg.
um..question...
Why is elftown looking very fucked today?
money cannot buy happiness It can however rent it
time is a great teacher unfortunatley it sometimes kills its pupils
dont give up
SO MUCH FUN LAST NIGHT
mally: MATT. YOU CAME (he wasnt going to come but he was here so i was happeh)
matt: yah i know, no need to rub it in
phil: no matt, if you rub it in, you'll NEVER get the stain off
izzy: mally. are you a sperm whale?
omg guys it was so much fun.
We watched ten minutes of porn.
SO not worth it.
SO worth it
So worth it.
now that was just Funny.
SO FUNNY
Eww.
Its 10:59.am.
I just woke up. People coming over in um...half an hour.
i cant be bothered moving.
Ugggh.
the bohemian Rhapsodyis an incredibly weird song.
people I need to talk to: [+]Phil [+]Izzy [+]Vag [+]Hatty [+]Matt [+]Chris (ask chris to talk to scott. blah) [+]Scott [+]Nick ([just because....no particular reason. I love him? yewp. thats good enough for me skippy. hehehe])
May your Smile shine on
hold on
dont be scared
Feeling kinda italic today.
Went to bed at 4:30 last night.
woke up one an a half hours ago.
1:15 pm.
I feel proud.
its been a productive day.
I think so.
anyway.
had pancakes for breakfast. Harriet called me so we talked for some time....
Forgot to call vag back last night :O *uh oh*
But i just cant be bothered lol.
ew james asked me to sleep over.
I said:
no.
I dont think so buddy.
Friends coming over tomorow and sleeping!
yay. I really need to tell them details though.
mabe like 50 percent of them know that its at my place tomorow.
the others have no fucking clue.
I should really think about telling them.
soonish.
<i>...after this song...<
Ew. james is consistantly asking me what im doing every day of the week.
I need more excuses.
ew. help. ew.
YES PHIL IS ONLINE. okay. need to talk to him about tomorow.
hmm okay.
Im so not good at planning shit.
</i> okay enough italicness.
you know I love you really.
But I'm sorry....
Im moving on...
"oh yes im GREAT. im over the bloody moon"
life is beautiful
Ok. Just relax. Be calm.
Think of happy thoughts.Ok, happy, happy, happy, I can sooooo do happy thoughts, what about that large easter egg I saw (ate) yesterday.hmmmm
All that chocolate
Honestly.And I totally remember resisting the t e m p t a t i o n last night, when there was no other scrap of food available for a quick midnight snack.
tasteless celery stick. Hmmm healthy.
Yep, dream confirmed,I mean I wouldn’t have been eating a celery stick when Brad Pitt strutted up to me, followed by a menacingly large easter egg forcing me to
e a t h i m
Or did I?
happy thought syndrome?
e c s t a s y
‘Think happy thoughts to fly’– yeah, right. But I don’t care about flying. Flying can wait.
It really can.
I tripped over the cordless phone
Dont ask me why or how. I just did okay?
a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z
my mom took pictures of me looking pretty.
I feel like being descriptive
die
As I stand here before you, in this most perfect moment. Heart in my hands and my hands at my side. I look gently into your eyes. We both are a mere breath apart from each other, I can smell your light musky scent as it gracefully wafts up to my senses. Closing my eyes just for the barest of minutes, I can feel your body and soul wrap around me, caressing each part of me, without even a single touch.
Slowly, I reach my hands up to your shoulders and slide it down carefully over your muscular yet gentle arms. I feel the hairs on my back race up and down my spine at our first touch. My stomach flutters delicately and I can taste the sweetest sent on my lips. The breeze swirling around us is placidly warm, but it has nothing to do with the heat that blazes a trail beneath the touch of my hands. I reach up to your shoulders climbing my fingers up the strong peaks.
I open my eyes quickly to find your eyes caressing mine, looking into me tenderly and eternally. You smile at me, as your eyes twinkle in the light. It was a smile treasured with promises to be kept. I felt my heart melt in the heat. I find myself smiling back despite any lingering nervousness that had melted into the breeze. My hand reaches out ward to touch your jaw line. Cupping it softly I feel an increase in pressure as you lean into my hand. I can feel the strength that belies your tender smile. Charily I lead your face down closer to mine. You lean in almost eagerly, yet leisurely. Your fingers slide onto the base of my hips and grip them towards you. My other hand joins your jaw and holds it affectionately
I hear a subtle groan as my tongue delves a little deeper and runs its soft touch across the pearl smoothness of your teeth. And there, between my teeth, I affectionately nip down on your lower lip. Instantly, I release it and suckle it between my lips, softly kissing away any traces of sharpness from my biting. I stroke the silky inner lining of the lower lip then slither it towards your upper lip.
You still seem content to play the part of the willing victim, held savagely in hostage, allowing me to explore the warm wet recess of your mouth to all my hearts content. My tongue presses deeper, intertwining with your, dipping it down to glide between your bottom teeth and lip and back to the inner reaches of heaven. Our lips brush against each other as my hands pull your head closer and I press my body tightly to yours. Our hips merge into one set, our hearts beat in one rhythm, our tongues twirl and side step each other like graceful ballroom dancers. I open my eyes and find you looking into mine once more. My heart skips a beat as I see joy and passion in a powerful fusion flare from your eyes. I know what your body desires and I know it is I. I no longer hear the birds flitting from tree to tree; I no longer hear any sounds of nature, save for the quickening of our breath in search for air. Slowly my eyes close again, savouring and devouring your taste savagely like a fine wine, sweeter, richer and deeper in taste.
My hands sashay down your face, over your shoulders and around the hard smoothness of your back. Tight and muscular, you hold a strength that may frighten some, but for me, I know of your gentleness and I am not afraid. Hungrily, I dance my tongue against yours. I accept your passions just as willingly. Your hands slip around my waist and I feel you tug at me, pulling me closer, pressing your hips firmly into mine. My hand moves quickly to the back of your head and pull your mouth close as I can get you. You respond by deepening your tongue to mine and I am lost in you.
Slowly, ever so slowly, the kiss softens, our breathing deeps and our gasps subdue. I pull back and looking into your eyes once again. I see a reflection, tinted in passion that my heart recognises. Never have I heard the stars above me explode; never have I heard the storm less thunder, but with you, with this kiss, I have. I feel the electricity rushing through my veins, bleeding out my lips into yours. I see in your eyes the wonder I feel, the fear of losing myself totally to somebody I barely know, to someone I’ve known all my life.
Together we share a small breathless laugh. You run your fingers through your hair and I look away, confused, joyful, touched, full of passion and doubt. You hold your arms out to me, I move into your gentle embrace and slowly our lips move towards each other once more.
You take me away…
Vag gotta hickey on her head
BUT its still a hickey
me: uuggghhh. I need to close the door *Silence*
susie: yes that would involve getting off your arse and using your legs to munouver yourself towards the door.