More of my lovely life! :)



Me and Chantelle at the fair - 24/09/10



Haha :) I love my last blog, compulsory education is pretty boring! In my element with 6th form though, despite the RIDICULOUS amount of work they pile onto you! But taking the Sambuca mishap and the set up I never want to see again into consideration, life is pretty good! As lame and slightly gay as it sounds, I'm loving the ability to just write and write in 6th form, I'm always at my happiest when I'm analysing ('coz I'm a weirdo!)

There's been some changes on the friends front too, but all for the better - we're all much happier without the one we've lost, without sounding horrendously bitchy. She'd changed too much for us and suddenly valued popularity over friendship, which is something, as you'll know if you've read my last blog, that I'll never be able to understand. Our little group of legendary misfits just doesn't fit in with anyone's idea of conventional society - I'm not prepared to do anything about it, we're all happy the way we are, so why change?



Me and Tory before Richard and Jon's 16th.
25/09/10



Is it worrying that I'm actually enjoying school now? I'm turning into a proper nerd! That prospect scares me :P although I haven't chosen the same subjects as most of my friends, they're what I like and have always wanted to do (plus, I get rid of maths and science)(see, not so nerdy after all!) I'm somehow kinda juggling work/social life and making an OK job of it, even though at this minute, the prospect of a social life in the forseeable future is looking pretty bleak :S I went to the fair on friday with my bestie Chantelle, and then went to a party on Saturday night, hence the bad set-up and the Sambuca mishap. I'm turning tee-total. Forever. Or Nun. Or Lesbian. No, not lesbian! Or maybe spinster. Yup, at this rate, it's looking like spinster. "Bridget Jones woz eya!" (randomly felt like writing spinsterhood from a chav's point of view) :L We'll see, I suppose!



Anyway, now you poor people have listened to my ramblings about my uninteresting life, I'll let you all go and jump off some piers or something, to get your adrenaline going and the trauma of my life out of your system!

Bye! <3 xoxo

Wasn't life so much easier when you were a child? Would anyone volunteer to got through their teenage years? No, I tell you. Definitely not. Whatever type of teenager you are, problems are always posed for you at every turning. If you're a plastic, there's always the realisation that the world doesn't actually love you, for the plastic wannabes, it's the realisation that the plastics don't love you, and if you're a geek, its the realisation that whatever you want during your school life, you're so shy that some bitch is going to get there first, and if you're in the middle and care about nobody, it's that your social status actually bores you stupid.

Now, as a mixture of a geek and the latter, Comprehensive school life sure is fun. All the positive sides of just you and your small group of friends are amazing, but when you want something more, it's impossible for you to step past the same record of boys onto something that you think could be better because you're too shy to go any further and by the time you've plucked up the courage, some plastic has got him, slept with him and then slapped you thrice around the face with their chicken fillets for trying to get close! This is only my school, but I'm sure that so many others have the same problem; it can't just be our group, seriously, can it? As two people, me and my best friend are the prime example of the above, prompting me to start a blog. I have been in love with my first boyfriend for four years now, and keep thinking I'm over him, but then something happens and I'm never sure whether I am entirely or not. But occasionally, someone will come along and you think that maybe they can change that. For me, this is certainly the case, and I would give anything to get closer to him. Cue plastic.

 How long have you known him?

One week.

Have I ever seen him talk to you?

 That's a no.

 Do you want him?

Yes!

Is it because your group are somehow teleopathic and so know I want him and want to get there first? Most probably.
I suppose all I can do is try. Any ideas?

And that's just me. I've just had a call from my best friend, saying that she has got with a guy who I'm sure she doesn't love, and has allowed it because she is "happy for now." Of course, all I want from life is for her to be happy but I honestly don't think she is, due to the fact that she hated him yesterday! Only 24 short hours ago was she saying to me "I need to find someone knew and put all of the past guys out of my head. Can you control my relationships from now on please?" This request has since been withdrawn as she knows how much of a creep I think her new boyfriend is, and if Emilyland existed, this relationship would never be allowed - think of him exiled possibly? And all of this because we're not plastic enough for any guys to notice - i.e: my boobs and nose are both real. You would never believe that all of this is just simple school life! You could never pay anyone enough to be a teenage girl.