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All I want for my birthday...

2010-01-12T12:23:00.001-08:00

Is a falcon and a pipe. I will call the falcon Henry, and the pipe will most likely be fondly referred to as Edward.. Or maybe Joseph. I think Joseph suits a pipe. Desperate to borrow Bagley's smoking jacket that day also, just to be extra cool.
WHEN I GET MY FALCON, Laura-Jayne is going to experience the full depths of my wrath. I'm going to sleep next to her and hide Henry in the bed. Oh the antics he and I shall embark upon. Many adventures awaits my "coming of age". Fuck yes.
www.oddlyspecific.com = beautiful, beautiful times. Painful laughter. I love Sticky and his adventures.
Daddy wants to teach me bible stories. He'd only actually been in the house for a few minutes and I was just minding my own business then out of nowhere he was just like, "so... Mind if I tell you about the rabbi and the tax collector?" "NO." He's great like that.
Music theory seems to be taking over my life - it's plaguing me just like Liam tells me that I am a plague upon his life/the lives of the whole human race. I love him for that. His violence will never fail to warm my heart and my fists from the reaction force of me punching him - which he strangely seems to like. It's the closest to loving human contact he will ever get, so it's ok.
Biology earlier was one of those half-awkward moments that I seem to stumble upon every so often, it was just me and a load of boys talking about when they last had a wank - oh and telling me how my geography teacher's been bitching about me when I wasn't there. She's so sweet, I bet she'll be overjoyed to see me back after the snow threatened my education, as it did, obviously. Why else would I miss the beautiful lessons of her's that are GCSE geography - stuffed to the brim with useless knowledge and her tears over her unfulfilled life/anger at the fact that we are all so incompetent at pleasing her. Fun times. Fun, fun, fun times.
CHOW GANG.

Wii Dance Off...

2010-01-07T13:22:00.000-08:00

... Has finally been discovered by my parents.
Bear in mind that my dad has almost no hand-eye coordination at all, or so it seems. For an ex-ballet dancer his dancing skills are increasingly disappointing. He is also proving to be too camp for his own good. Help?

Snow love

2010-01-07T08:40:00.000-08:00

Finally went sledging last night. It was sort of disorientating as people were snowboarding next to us and Lewis tried to get me to let him mount me on the sledge, but y'know, just regular times.

I also love the fact that even though Lewis is my boyfriend and should probably protect me from the downsides of snow like getting scrubbed in the face by it, getting it in my underwear, etc, we spent most of our time snow-wrestling, scrubbing eachother's faces with it or me trying to tackle him. And that's why I love him. Oh and the fact that he has an awesome igloo; gotta love a guy with his own "pad", even if it is one that an inuit would live in.

WELL, I'm blog incompetent.

2010-01-06T06:41:00.000-08:00

I just tried to sign in and I think I've managed to become a follower of my own blog. WELL DONE, ME. At least I look popular with myself. Fuck yes.

I can't believe there's so little time of school left. Study leave starts on 28th May (L) I can't work out if I can't wait or what.

On another note I'm sure Dinsdale (creepy PE teacher that wears little girl's shoes) was hot on my trail earlier. I tried to trudge away from him - YES, trudge, the snow is actually too deep to just WALK in - but he looked as if he was actually sniffing me out. I seriously wonder what his personal life consists of. Maybe he still lives at home with an overbearing mother? Who knows.

Mmmmm back to school being over soon. It's weird to think that in 6 months I will be completely done with compulsary education. And will probably also have bright blue hair or fake dreadlocks. Craaaazy times. I just keep wondering wtf I'm going to do with my life, just pretty pointless little things though, like what focus am I going to take in art next year and that. Trying to narrow down my career choices is hilarious though. The interviewer for Durham Sixth Form said that she'd laughed a bit when she'd seen the list I had written of things I'm considering.. Help, anyone? Gah, hopefully next year will sort my head out about what I want to focus on. Right now it just seems overwhelming, when all I want to do is just make the most of the time I have left in year 11 with the people I actually am going to miss.
Note to self: STOP GETTING OVERWHELMED BY SHIT ALL.
And revise science. D: First exam on the 14th. Gaaaaahhhhh.

New Years Eve

2010-01-05T03:29:00.000-08:00

After looking at pictures from New Years Eve again I feel like I should warn people that during heavy snow season-ness, going in fields that are knee-deep in snow is not always the best of plans.

At the time it might seem great that something underneath that foot-or-so is snow is all sticky and holding you in, you might laugh it off and feel fine. But just remember, after running over this snow like Jack Sparrow or crawling to try not to sink in.. You may find that that sticky thing holding you in wasn't snow. It was cow shit. And no-one likes cow excrement - NO-ONE. Apart from flies. But no-one likes flies either. Or they do but not really, so they're just both rejects together. Sad, really. But at least they have the company of eachother.

ANYWAY. Don't run in deep snow in fields because guys, cow shit = bad.
JUST KEEP THAT IN MIND PEOPLE.

First post!

2010-01-05T00:46:00.001-08:00

So. This is my first blog post. I might as well give you a bit of an idea of what I'm like:

I get called Franimal. A lot. Even by chemistry teachers. ESPECIALLY by chemistry teachers.

And my cat is a massive retard.

I started this blog mainly to post up pictures of the clothes I design and ask if anyone has any requests as I'm starting to make clothes and the like and design quite often :) So keep an eye on this if you think you might be interested! (and if you're not interested you should be... I'm awesome ;D)