All the best things are free.

My english lesson today was great- Teacher told us 'If you don't have a one on one meeting today, you can leave.' and since I didn't have a 1:1, I left :D

Extending my normal 4 hour break to about 6 hours... so I went home to do my round aafter an hour, came back for half of Kayleigh's break. By which time I was miserable as sin :( I was told to smile countless times. On recollection, I have no idea why I was so depressed (or 'mopey' as Jae later described my state).

After Kay went off to have two hours of Ron, I went into town to claim my FREE regular Mi-shake. I chose Kinder Bueno and it was fantabulously scrumptious. And I picked up another Loyalty Card on the way out. I like Mi-shake's.

I went back up to college and spent the next 2 hours curled up on the floor. Jae came over and played 'You Are A Pirate' in an effort to make me smile. It worked briefly. I was still on the floor when Weenie came over and asked what was up. I said nothing, unconvincingly, and she unloaded a phrase which helped me snap out of it- 'There's always someone worse off.' Thank you, Weenie. Because of you, I am sane.
I then looked at my £6 Blue Banana bag, and decided 'That's a bit dull' and started colouring it. This facinated other members of 'The Chairs Croo' (namely Ellie, Dudley and some other guy) and they soon joined in. So now, through team=work, we created a masterpiece. Using just four felt-tip pens. High-five you guys. Oh, and Ellie let me sign her breast :3

A huge thanks to Lauren, Keri & Benji, you guys were a great help today. I appreciate it alot.

Spaceman

I've re-discovered Babylon Zoo! xD

Ch-ch-ch-changes

It's amazing to think how tastes can change.

I never used to like Russell Brand, for example. I thought he was juat a loud, obnoxious git. But since watching him Live on Channel 4, I've realised that, actually, he's quite a funny bloke.
It's a similar story for Jeremy Clarkson. I used to see him as my idol, the one person I wanted to be, but now I find some of his jokes in bad taste, and so I don't like him as much as I did.

The same can be said for music. There was a time when my sister wouldn't shut up about Avenged Sevenfold, and how Synyster Gates was the greatest guy alive. Now, she won't shut up about Caleb Follohill from Kings of Leon, and she's recently bought McFly's new album. A far cry from the likes of M Shadows, I'm sure you'll agree.
I'm not completely innocent either. The main bulk of my music on my mp3 player are bands like Airbourne, AFI, Escape The Fate, The Blackout and other such guitar-driven stuff. But recently, I can be found to be listening to ATC, Rihanna, Avril Lavigne, Jeffree Star and Busted. I'll admit there is still a prominent guitar sound in some of the bands, but it isn't as heavy as the others. More of a pop sound than a rock sound. But then ATC and Jeffree Star are more... ELECTRONIC than the likes of Busted.

And you know what? I am not ashamed that I like Busted and Jeffree Star, because they are amazing. You wouldn't catch me listening to 50 Cent though.

"It didn't ding!"

Spent the day in town with my sister, which wasn't all bad. She kept walking off to look at 'her' shops, saying she'd meet me here and there. She kept me waiting for AGES!

I filled my Mi-shake Loyalty Card with a large Sour Skittles Shake. Needless to say, it was fairly disgusting. I beleive I said that to Liz like, 5 times.

After about 3 hours in town, I decided to drag her to Borders by ASDA Wal-Mart. We got on the bus and started our adventure (we'd never gone up there by bus) and we travelled through Oakhurst and Red House. It all looked the same. I 'rang' the bell when we were nearing our stop and Liz just pokes me. She said "It didn't ding!" and I just looked at her. "Why don't you do it yourself, then, rather than poking me!?" is what I said to her. Idiot.

Borders was good, I bought Liz and myself a Frappuchino each, which was good. She started talking about The Joker and the wierd dream she had about him last night. I think those posters are doing something to her. And then she moves on to the subject of how she has all but one of the Joker posters. She describes it and then I make the mistake of saying "I think I saw that one downstairs."
So now she has ALL of the available Joker posters, besides the 3-D one. Which is her next target. She might have to save though, since she now owes me about £5 :D
Upon buying the poster, I was served by a friend whom I haven't seen/spoken to in YONKS! It was nice to see her again, although it would've been nicer had she not been working. Ah well, we'll sort something :)

I Don't Need This...

MSN still being a fucktard and not letting me sign in. At a time when I've been the lowest since god-knows-when. At a time where I want to be talking to friends, just to keep me sane. At a time where I need people to talk to outside the family.

Even on my Mother's laptop it won't sign me in. Could it just be my account then? Maybe I should make a completely new one and just start again.

I've never felt more alone than I am now.

This. Is. Shit.

ARGH!!

Signing in to messenger has failed because the service is temporarily unavailable. Please try again later.

Error code: 8100030d


This message keeps fucking popping up every time I try and sign in to Windows Live. And the help topics are worse than useless. I do what it tells me and it still refuses to let me in. I check the .NET Service status, and it tells me everything is tickety boo.

HELP!

Fucksake.

Things aren't going too well at the moment.

My beautiful girlfriend doesn't seem to think I'm interested (I am) so I'm going to college fearing the worst, She has problems I WANT to help with but instead I just feel like a fucking lemon, so I am worried as shit about her.

AND

MSN won't let me sign in. But that's only a minor issue.

Who do you think you're kidding Mr Hitler?

Off to bed last night, step-'father' tells me that "I've just got a warning about our internet usage. So it means no internet for at least 3 nights I'm afraid." Of course he means only I will have to miss out whilst he happily goes on about downloading overnight, and leaving his computer on whilst watching TV. And I get the rap when I have MSN online whilst playing Resi Evil. The only reason why I'v managed to do this update is 'cos I'm on a college mac.

So no blog updates for the next 3 days. Or MySpace. Or MSN. So expect me to be socially dead in the next 3 days.

Oh, and Korey?

I WANT MY JACKET BACK.

Thanx :3

Pocky & The Van

Visited the oriental supermarket down in Bristol earlier and I was pleased to ee they had Pocky. So pleased, I 'asked' Dad to buy me a box >:D No quite as big as the ones I got in Telford, but Pocky nonetheless.

Travelling back, we got stuck behind a van at some traffic lights. Dad suddenly pointed something wrong with the van: on the section where the rear window should've been, there was a window wiper. At a place where there was no window to wipe. I had to laugh.

Banana Phone

So decided (was 'coerced') to go out for a bit on my bike with my sister (on her own bike- we don't have a tandem) and so we cycled to the nearest park, where we hogged the swings for an hour. :) Even if swinging makes me ill.

Anyhoo, we were sat there and a group of like, 11year olds came to the swings next to us and pap started to blare from their phones. The pap being 'Banana Phone' and some crap medly of squeaky toy noises. And Liz has just informed me that they played 'Lazytown' too.
What possesses kids these days!?
Liz and I looked at each other, and we said: 'Let's get the fuck outta here.'

So here I am plotting my revenge on people who use their walkman phones to play crap. I'll get one and play AFI on full volume. Eat that, Bitches.

Bleurgh.

Fecking illness.

I have a cold and my throat hurts. Brilliant. -.-

Why!?

I find it annoying how other people can complain of hangovers when they've drunk the same amount as me and I can't 'cos I don't feel them.

FUCK SAKE, I DON'T WANNA BE SUPERMAN!

Gimme a hangover when I've been drinkin damn it.

Yum.

So I got drunk on a rum&coke and 2 beers last night (minus the hangover this morning) and I've just drank a can of Carling...

You can almost taste the dependancy on alcohol I face in later life.

'I need your help...'

Happily up at half 8 this morning, I sign in to MSN to check my e-mails, and reading one, I found this:

'I need your urgent assistance in transferring the sum of (12.4M Pounds sterling)Twelve Million Four Hundred Thousand Pounds Starling immediately to your account.'

What the fuck am I, a 16 year old student, going to do with £12,400,000!?

Cold

I think I may be getting a cold- my nose feels blocked and my throat kinda hurts...

;_;

The DICk in DICTATOR

My stepdad has just waltzed in saying how the household network is going 'crazy'. I'm happily playing Resident Evil 4 and he asks me to check my computer. I oblige and he sees that I've got MSN open and on MySpace. Apparently, I'm 'wasting the small allowence of internet we get'. He says that if we have to end up paying for it, I can kiss my sweet-ass interweb goodbye.

Hitler much?

>:(

Why is MySpace being a Retard!?

'Which type of voice annoys you..?'

Today was okay.

Two hours of Media Studies with Una wasn't nice. Especially since I didn't have a break AT ALL. After Her, I had an hour of Pete and English Language. I feel Pete is the most school-teacher-like of all my teachers at College. He waits when people are talking over him -.-

Lunch break came, and I met with Korey. She was sat on Benji again and then Mike comes and sits on her. Once she escapes, we go for a walk around the college perimeter which was fun, especially since a Chav crawled into the car park blaring some R'n'B crap. Korey announces that it's her favourite song.
We arrive back at HQ i.e The Chairs where Chris is massaging Kerry. He gives Korey and I a psychotic stare and says 'I'm a good masseuse.' I wouldn't question it, not with that stare.

Time for third and final lesson dawns, and I suddenly realise: 'Two hours of Ron!' Considering Ron talks like his tongue is twice the size it should be, it's not nice. So I sit down, and Elena plonks herself down beside me. I tell her about my certain distaste for Ron and tell her my plan of an emotional breakdown as soon as he walks in the room. Naturally, I forgot to act out my plan ><. But anyway, after an hour of being bored to tears, we're granted a ten minute break, whereby I stop by a vending machine. A girl in front of me selects a pack of Sour Skittles to purchase and it gets stuck at the last bit. She makes the mistake of walking off >:) I make the same selection and buy one, get one free! Saving one for Critical thinking with Tim tomorrow -.- Back in the lesson, I munch the Skittles, hoping to stay alive. Elena laughs ¬¬
Ron starts talking about how people have their own voice patterns and asks the class if there're any voice they don't like... There I am, loathing this man and his voice, and he asks that question. Brilli-fucking-ant. Elena proceeds to laugh.

Lesson over, I meet Korey and we walk to town. For once, Food did not strike up in our conversation! We start moaning about how we hate various family members instead. All good fun. Time to part, we go our separate ways, but not before I can moan about how short I am (TOO short).

And then bus journey, paper round blah blah blah, The End.

Curl up and DYE!

I wonder what I'd look like blonde..?

Maybe blonde with a blue streak?

Discuss

Paper Airplanes (Makeshift Wings)

Just got back from good ol' Scouts where we spent the whole night making paper airplanes and competing in a 'tournament'.

Me, being 'oh so clever' *snort* decided to be individual and take a magazine to make planes out of, as well as a 'How To..' book, with fancy designs (only 3 of which I tried). The magazine plan didn't work too well. Paper was too flimsy and shiny and it just didn't work.

So the moral is: Fuck the magazine airplanes, stick to normal white stuff. Works a whole lot better.

HOLY SMOKE BATMAN!

On the bus back from college, aguy from Critical Thinking comes up to me and says 'I dunno if I've said this before but if your name was Adam it'd be better.', referring to Adam West.

I'm sorry, I do not want to have the same name as the Camp Crusader from the 60's thank you very much.

Metal

I'm contemplating getting my ear pierced/stretched, since my parents won't let me get my lip done. Stoopid parents -.-

Skittles, Pocky & Love Hearts

Guh.

3 hours of the same lesson isn't nice. Even if I did get a break or two.
So the first break came, and I took the opportunity to go and buy a pack of Sour Crazy Skittles (5 E-numbers) and a bottle of Powerade (College shop doesn't have the blue one!) to try and keep my energy up. I didn't die of boredom so I guess it worked. Second break I just went for a wander and returned to the lesson.

Lesson over, I went to meet Korey so we could undertake our Monday Morning Ritual of walking into Town, which was considerably dryer than our recent Friday Afternoon Ritual.
Mosying on down to Town, we shared some delightful Pocky and started talking about how Seaside chippy chips are SO much better than their inland counterparts.
On the way into town, I pulled out a pack of GIANT (apparently) Love Hearts and offered one to her. Cheesy it may seem, but that's how we got together- a Love Heart. But I don't care.
We got to Fleming Way, and had to part. Since I only had 2 sticks of Pocky left, I gave Korey them as well as the 100% official Japanese box.

I got home, did my paper round, had lunch, went back to college for 3 hours of Media Studies (cue more Skittles and Powerade) where nothing particularly interesting happened and came home.

That was my candy-filled day, and I wouldn't be surprised if tomorrow consisted of more Skittles.

Fuck it.

I can't do 365 different 'A Day in the life of...' 'cos my imagination just stinks. And plus, when I really get the hang of this 'blogging', I'd probably do more than one blog a day.

I would change the name of the actual blog, but I can't work out how.

A Money grabbing whore.

It's always the way- you're trying to save for something and your one job pays you less and less with each week. ¬_¬

A Cosplayer

Spent the day in Telford today. I went with two other friends for the Movie Comic Media Convention, which included going in Cosplay.

Literally "Costume Play." Dressing up and pretending to be a fictional character (usually a sci-fi, comic book, or anime character).
There are anime cosplay conventions around the world.

And my god is it fun! You literally leave reality and step into a realm where everyone is pretty much the same as you- costumed freaks. You have varying degrees of dedication- those who found the easiest outfit to cosplay (e.g Me) and then you got the die-hard fans. I'm talking about Kingdom Hearts fans who make their own Keyblades, Final Fantasy fans with their own Gunblades. It is quite a spectacular sight to behold.

But it's not all anime. I saw a few Spidermen (admittedly they were small kids with their parents), encountered K-9, found Waldo/Wally (I shit you not) , heck, there was even Jedi running around! I tried to challenge a green lightsabred Jedi with an empty Lilt bottle but I kinda lost (i.e He just looked at me.).

I got a t-shirt! It's reminiscent of the early 3 adverts with the violent Pandas in that it displays one panda with a bite out of it's head and another with an evil face... Oh, and I bought 2 boxes of what must be THE best sweet food on the planet. I'm talking about Pocky. It's like a breadstick-type thing mostly coated in chocolate/flavoured yoghurt. The chocolate one is the best though.

So if you don't mind, I will now go an pig out on Pocky. I'll see you all when I'm 2 stone heavier.