Posts archive for: March, 2008
  • my liife

    Heeeey there

    well, our computers still broken, but there taking it away to be fixed tomorrow. Also have to see a dentist tomorrow. I actually like my dentist. I like having my teeth checked. I just hate having braces tightend.

    Went to two parties over the weekend. The first one was Seths 15th. Sleepover. Basically, 12 people, 10 stayed the night, four coupled out of these 12. So basically, I was lying on the floor... to my left a couple were making out... to my right, a couple were making out... and so on. Oh and I only had one hours sleep.
    I also got a cold.
    Saturday was Emilys, which was really nice. I was all set to leave an hour after I got there as 1: I thought it'd be a bit awkaward as I hardly know her friends, and 2: I was SO tired and illllll. But it was really fun. Her friends seem really nice. Especially Alice, she is so much like me it's weird. Only she's terrifingly nice.

    I can half do Butterfly stroke now. And I can do back and front. Go me. Went swimming with Amy today.

    Byebye

  • booay

    So my internet is broken again. This time it's the hardrive, and we have to wait upto 28 days for them to fix it. So wahey for internet cafes. It's really annoying, because I seriously need internet access to run my weird little life. It's sad but true.

    I can swim seven laps of backstroke. So aparently I can do 25 yards.
    Wahey.

  • floating

    I can float now.
    Wahey.

    A rather differen't set of friends, ahhhhh, a oyster from a oyster stew, a steak that no one else could chew...

    ahem.
    Yeeeah.

  • ahem.. yeah

    Honey I get it now, it was a game
    don't worry, I understand completely
    don't worry dear, I know your not in love
    don't worry, my heart isin't really breaking
    a aching limb, will go away.
    It's not as if I look at your pictures
    and trace each one with adoring eyes
    it's not like I miss you at all
    it's not like I go to bed and cry
    oh, and it's not like I even really care
    our connection was never really there
    please don't treat me with an ounce of pity
    even though, I know, you wouldn't anyway.
    There are two differen't types of people in this world
    the ones who cry, and the ones who go on smiling
    the ones who cry get tiresome and no one likes them
    the ones who smile are given genuine love
    isin't that so? yes or no?
    Being real isin't even that important
    who cares about true happiness, anyway?
    What matters is what everyone see's
    maybe someday, I'll feel it inside
    but not today. well that's ok.
    I'll laugh and smile and be happy for you
    hell, I knew you two were made for eachother
    and of course, I'm oh so very happy
    it's not as if I wish she would die.
    Your costumes complimeant eachother
    it's cute, in a way,
    so much better than I could have been
    still, maybe, some day...

  • Long poem thingy.

    Baby, nothings real
    so don't pretend
    you, my dear,
    my sweet lovley friend
    you know it's just a silly game
    of make believe, to stop the pain
    your just a body to pass the time
    is that really such a horrible crime?
    You spin me tales of love and hope
    when all I want is a quick grope
    you try to mix feelings and emotions
    but honey, we're just going through the motions
    you know I'd drop you in five seconds flat
    if I found the one I really wanted
    baby, it's harsh, it's sad, but it's true
    I'll never be in love with you.
    Let's just play games, even if
    I leave without a goodbye kiss
    it won't hurt too much
    trust me, you'll live
    you'll find someone with more to give
    and you'll live life with a happy smile
    I'm just a five minute walk of a long, long mile
    please don't bother, don't pretend
    I was only using you, my friend.
    Emotions trickle in to late
    the universe laughs at your sad fate
    you see the one you never wanted
    somehow shown in new light
    you see the one you left behind
    and you wish you could just rewind
    back the the very first day
    say something differen't, maybe?
    Let's rewind, you see, I was wrong
    it was you I wanted all along.
    But it's too late, grow up and see
    it would never have been you and me
    like I said, it's all a game to pass the time
    think of me as a drug, or a glass or wine
    oh, it can be so much fun
    but see what a silly thing you've done
    you need someone real, living and breathing
    not spending their lives in hateful decieving
    I know your happy now, well good for you
    and to hell with it, I'm happy to.
    spinning lies everyday
    hell, it's fun in a ... sort of way
    of course I want to be real
    try as I might, I still feel
    but real emotions can be misleading
    it's all, like me, oh so decieving
    please don't let me mess up your life
    go away, with your pretty real wife
    she's happy, and oh, she loves you so
    for gods sake, I'm fine, please just go
    the cycle will never end you see
    I know your going to be so happy
    please don't think I'll take it away
    or that I'll think of you everyday
    it's in the past, no, it's not a lie
    hell, it's not like I want to cry.

  • yay

    Wahey.

    I'm so happy I could just dance and sing. Ooh I love my life.

    If you can't read the sarcarsim I pity you.

  • wahey

    I can swim with arms now. I can do that front crawl thing properly. I still can't breath very well, but I can open my eyes under water, do a star float and stuff.

    Some lifeguard told me how to do my arms.

    :D

    Torchwood today. <3

  • wahey

    They wouldn't let me into the Sauna. I had to be over 16.
    Screw them.
    Adam G's party was ok. Not exactly a rave up (hah!) but meh. We played a board game. Oh god I'm so cool.

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