Honestly.
If you know me well you'll know I'm not very tall at all as it is- 5ft 3 and a half. Over the last few days my friends have commented more so on my height than normal and asked me if I've shrunk. I insist I haven't, but... then today I had to close my window. And it's quite high yeah, but I can normally just about reach it on tiptoes. I had to stand on a freaking celebrations tin to get a proper grip on it! How fucking asses is that?!
I've shrunk. Great. I am fifteen... and I've SHRUNK.
>.<
Friday 5 December 2008
Thursday 4 December 2008
Got lazy again this week. I WAS doing uber well with the no skiving school thing, but then on monday night I had to go and go to a gig in Birmingham and come out to my mum, all in one night, didn't I. So then there was noo way I was going to school on tuesday. T_T
Worked for me though, because EmJ was ill also (proper ill- not faking like me) so we got to chat most of the day. S'cool.
But yeah... I skived that day, then the next day got up and was like "mbleh, i cba with this." I told my mum I had stomach cramps and went back to bed with EVERY INTENTION of going back to school at lunchtime. Went to sleep, woke up, looked at the clock... and fuck me, it was 2:36pm.
Mad, eh?
So yeah. That's another four absences, another 13 hours that I was meant to spend there and spent sleeping, washing up and talking over instant messenger instead. Another two days I need to forge notes to account for because my mum will never remember and I don't like to remind my dad of how much school I miss.
And now it's... 2:48 AM, and i'm lay in my bed writing some bullshit pointless boring blog that has no value in the world and will benefit nothing and no one in any way. Oh. And NOW i've gone and made it emo. Bloody flippin' Nora!
I have a maths test tomorrow, a mock for my first maths GCSE, and i'm going to FAIL it. Because it's maths, and I always FAIL when it comes to maths.
Well at least then it's friday. Weekend. Might get Daz to come and stay over. We can drink too many caffeinated drinks (haven't got enough money for alcohol) until we're lay on my bedroom floor giggling and twitching. Teenage years, crazy days.
Worked for me though, because EmJ was ill also (proper ill- not faking like me) so we got to chat most of the day. S'cool.
But yeah... I skived that day, then the next day got up and was like "mbleh, i cba with this." I told my mum I had stomach cramps and went back to bed with EVERY INTENTION of going back to school at lunchtime. Went to sleep, woke up, looked at the clock... and fuck me, it was 2:36pm.
Mad, eh?
So yeah. That's another four absences, another 13 hours that I was meant to spend there and spent sleeping, washing up and talking over instant messenger instead. Another two days I need to forge notes to account for because my mum will never remember and I don't like to remind my dad of how much school I miss.
And now it's... 2:48 AM, and i'm lay in my bed writing some bullshit pointless boring blog that has no value in the world and will benefit nothing and no one in any way. Oh. And NOW i've gone and made it emo. Bloody flippin' Nora!
I have a maths test tomorrow, a mock for my first maths GCSE, and i'm going to FAIL it. Because it's maths, and I always FAIL when it comes to maths.
Well at least then it's friday. Weekend. Might get Daz to come and stay over. We can drink too many caffeinated drinks (haven't got enough money for alcohol) until we're lay on my bedroom floor giggling and twitching. Teenage years, crazy days.
Tuesday 2 December 2008
And she said I can't take this town.
I hate Ludlow. I hate it hate it hate it here.
I've just found out that one of the main hotels/pubs in town has been closed down and the owners have fled town. Know why they've gone? Because they've been horribly looked down on and badly treated ever since they took over the pub by our town council. Know why? Because they were two men, and they were in a relationship.
Yeah. For the last several months, these guys have been called "freaks," looked down on and generally been treated like scum. And this is by ADULTS. People who RUN MY HOMETOWN AND MAKE THE FUCKING DECISIONS AROUND HERE. It's so WRONG that it's making me furious.
I'm so sick and tired of this shithole. It's about 45% snobs, 45% low down dirty trashy chavs, and 10% actual human beings. I hate it. I want to leave. I want it to change. I want people to stop being so horribly close minded and try and actually understand things, and accept things they don't understand.
I've just found out that one of the main hotels/pubs in town has been closed down and the owners have fled town. Know why they've gone? Because they've been horribly looked down on and badly treated ever since they took over the pub by our town council. Know why? Because they were two men, and they were in a relationship.
Yeah. For the last several months, these guys have been called "freaks," looked down on and generally been treated like scum. And this is by ADULTS. People who RUN MY HOMETOWN AND MAKE THE FUCKING DECISIONS AROUND HERE. It's so WRONG that it's making me furious.
I'm so sick and tired of this shithole. It's about 45% snobs, 45% low down dirty trashy chavs, and 10% actual human beings. I hate it. I want to leave. I want it to change. I want people to stop being so horribly close minded and try and actually understand things, and accept things they don't understand.
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