the off-topic thread

Oh no. Flying ants. As I was cycling back through New Cross this late noon, flying ants were everywhere. When you are riding fast, ant can feel like a small stone.

 

I should be in London right now. Shame the people running the gig forgot to put it was over-18s only. Slightly upset but life goes on.

 

Oh and I need to offset a wasted train journey now too, will cycle into Letchworth rather than taking the bus or train for the next 6 weeks.

 

If you're bored, search for yourself on Urban Dictionary.
Well it amused me for a good ten minutes...

 

I'm not on urban dictionary.

 

aww.. damn.
But then your name's wayy more unique than mine

i know a few people with my name...

 

Paranoia paranoia everybodies coming to get me, forget you ever met me...

 

It was all a big fat fraud

 

My Hippopotomus just fell in the pool. And I don't have a pool. Or a hippopotomus. But I do have an imagination.... or did,
it fell in the pool.

 

I shoukld be happy because I've closed gthe door on an awful year at school, but I've not been this down for a long time. I cried this morning.

 

Another turning point
A fork stuck in the road

Time grabs you by the wrist
directs you where to go
So make the best of this test
and don't ask why
It's not a question
But a lesson learned in time

It's something unpredictable
But in the end is right
I hope you had the time
of your life

So take the photographs
and stillframes in your mind
Hang it on a shelf
in good health and good time

Tattoos of memories
and dead skin on trial
for what it's worth
it was worth alll the while

It's something unpredictable
But in the end is right
I hope you had the time
of your life

It's something unpredictable
But in the end is right
I hope you had the time
of your life

It's something unpredictable
But in the end is right
I hope you had the time
of your life

They played this in assembly and to my horror my eyes gteared up! Cos this tuime last year I was really looking forward to sixth form and now I've done the first year and found that even though I have new friends and I've had some good times, I'm still harrassed in the corridors, I'm stuill ignored, everybody still forgot my birthday and I didn't have the time of my life.

 

Please don't turn emo for christ sake.

 

*puts knife away* Hehe, one thing I'm not is emo. I'm generally a pretty happy person, have my moments but I'll be fine by tomorrow, promise. Just needed a rant.

 

Bah they play that trash at every school summer holiday breakup/leaving things.
I HATED sitting through it with everyone crying and hugging eachother. I thought fuck this crap, i want to get out of here, finally

 

Haha, the teacher played a medley, what did we have... um 'wake me up when septemeber ends' as to how we may feel about the holidays, 'end of the world as we know it' due to our exam results that one to say 'i hope you enjoyed the year' pah, oh and 'should i stay or should i go'n as to how some people feel. Yay assemblies...

 

Yeah, we do all need a rant from time to time.
Please be "fine" tommorw - got my fingers crossed.
If your life has turned around so much in the last year.
Imagine how the next year will be.

 

Well i cant do it. I cant move away from here. Weve viewed houses and have got another one tomorrow but i just cant. Im attached. Id hate waking up and just seeing other houses, and having to get on a bus if i wanted to go to the shops or one of the nearby parks. Im stuck in a basement but i cant move

Scott really wants to go. Obviously its impractical for a baby. Its not the best of things for us either, being so dark and damp. But it really looks like the options are either right on the outskirts with a decent house or here, because things are so damn expensive (or dumpy)

Not sure how to tell him without sounding like an idiot, and the only spare space for a crib is in the cupboards

 

Im SO sick of that advert on the bottom of msn for "Baby mama". "Would you put all your eggs in this basket?" over and over ad over, and it keeps popping up and the cross on it doesnt work. Stupid dorky women on it

 

Sorry about earlier, soon solved by a bit of cleaning! No more work or school for 6 weeks arty:

 

Mmm, bacon.