My rooooom
Jul. 30th, 2006 | 08:59 pm
location: Home
mood:
mischievous
music: Morrissey

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Apr. 5th, 2006 | 08:03 pm
Hello, good evening. It's 8 o'clock and it isn't even dark yet!
Wow, yesterday and today were surreal...
I met Dante and Stacey for the first time and it was ace XD I would post the photos we took but I don't know how :( I edited them on photoshop, so we look 10 times hotter. How is that possible you say? Well, you'll see, you'll see :P. I'm just so glad it's finally happened :D I've been waiting to meet those two amazing ladies for so long...it took ages to get there though, and I ate too much...but eeee it was excellent :D As Dante says "Roll on the summer"!
Tomorrow I'm going to Dee's for her birthday, she won't be getting a present 'til I work next week, spent it all going up to Hertfordshire >.< I couldn't even afford to buy a packet of crisps when I got home, hahaha.
And then Monday, going out for a meal with Alice etc...need to revise, arrggh. Too much socialising Corrine *smacks head several times* I NEED TO REVISE!!
Wow, yesterday and today were surreal...
I met Dante and Stacey for the first time and it was ace XD I would post the photos we took but I don't know how :( I edited them on photoshop, so we look 10 times hotter. How is that possible you say? Well, you'll see, you'll see :P. I'm just so glad it's finally happened :D I've been waiting to meet those two amazing ladies for so long...it took ages to get there though, and I ate too much...but eeee it was excellent :D As Dante says "Roll on the summer"!
Tomorrow I'm going to Dee's for her birthday, she won't be getting a present 'til I work next week, spent it all going up to Hertfordshire >.< I couldn't even afford to buy a packet of crisps when I got home, hahaha.
And then Monday, going out for a meal with Alice etc...need to revise, arrggh. Too much socialising Corrine *smacks head several times* I NEED TO REVISE!!
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Today is another day...
Mar. 23rd, 2006 | 09:15 pm
mood:
exhausted
It's Thursday.
God I wish it was Friday. It would make my day better if someone actually read this though. I made this account a couple of days ago, just haven't got round to entering anything/making it look "flashy" yet. Hopefully I'll stick with it, although it is currently competing with the physical diary I own. Kept that up for a couple of years now, so s'll good aye.
I've just found out a friend of mine who I'm not exactly on speaking terms with was taken into hospital a couple of days ago, and his best friend didn't bother to tell me, yeah cheers for that. Hope he's okay...
Well today has been rather exciting. I am sitting here typing this in a white, multi-coloured polka dot 80's dress which is adventourous of me if I do say so myself, and I have been singing to myself out loud in it so I must look like a right loony.
But it was all for a reason. I had my Drama GCSE piece today. It went fabulously, seriously, we all put in so much more effort than the practise and really went for it. I don't think I could have done any better. And this dress just happened to be one of my props, as it is set in the 80's, hence the dress. Such a funny play though, I'm going to miss performing it in a way...then again it is a relief it's all over with.
Then now, I've just got back from being at school 'til 8 for Graphics. A whole group of us stayed, it was quite fun really. It went really fast & I didn't get as much as I could have done if I'm honest, probably due to the fact that Tom and I were in hysterics over our vivid, humourous imaginations most of the time, but yeah :]. My model has to finished by the end of term though, something tells me I am slightly fucked if I don't get a move on. My folder work is of an A standard though which I wasn't expecting, so I'm chuffed. We got chips ordered in too xD. That's fucked up my detox, been really bad at keeping it up this week. I must start imagining my figure once I've finished in a none self-perverted way...Good evening fellow Live Journalers.
God I wish it was Friday. It would make my day better if someone actually read this though. I made this account a couple of days ago, just haven't got round to entering anything/making it look "flashy" yet. Hopefully I'll stick with it, although it is currently competing with the physical diary I own. Kept that up for a couple of years now, so s'll good aye.
I've just found out a friend of mine who I'm not exactly on speaking terms with was taken into hospital a couple of days ago, and his best friend didn't bother to tell me, yeah cheers for that. Hope he's okay...
Well today has been rather exciting. I am sitting here typing this in a white, multi-coloured polka dot 80's dress which is adventourous of me if I do say so myself, and I have been singing to myself out loud in it so I must look like a right loony.
But it was all for a reason. I had my Drama GCSE piece today. It went fabulously, seriously, we all put in so much more effort than the practise and really went for it. I don't think I could have done any better. And this dress just happened to be one of my props, as it is set in the 80's, hence the dress. Such a funny play though, I'm going to miss performing it in a way...then again it is a relief it's all over with.
Then now, I've just got back from being at school 'til 8 for Graphics. A whole group of us stayed, it was quite fun really. It went really fast & I didn't get as much as I could have done if I'm honest, probably due to the fact that Tom and I were in hysterics over our vivid, humourous imaginations most of the time, but yeah :]. My model has to finished by the end of term though, something tells me I am slightly fucked if I don't get a move on. My folder work is of an A standard though which I wasn't expecting, so I'm chuffed. We got chips ordered in too xD. That's fucked up my detox, been really bad at keeping it up this week. I must start imagining my figure once I've finished in a none self-perverted way...Good evening fellow Live Journalers.







































