Well I was moody this morning....

Every single bloody morning for the past god knows how long, I've been woken up by dogs barking over the road at about 10.30. This morning however, they started yapping at 9.30, and I wasn't pleased.
So I got up, stormed downstairs and told Martyn if those fucking dogs bark one more fucking time I'm going to skin them, shoot the fuckers, bake them and serve them in a pie.
Aren't i such a charming girl?
Anyway, I have an action packed afternoon ahead of me, involving sainsbury's, tescos and the garden centre where I get to LOOK at fish and tanks but I can't have any until my birthday :(
*sobs*
I'm hungry...

Marauders picture is FINISHED, well almost, it needs a background....
I've started more, but none of them are finished because I have a nasty habit of never finishing things.

***In other news***

I woke up the other morning to find my hair is bright red. It has nothing to do with the hair dye mousse, me, nosh and mooners bought on tuesday and definitly nothing to do with the oodles of said mousse I applied to my hair tuesday afternoon.
Absolutely nothing.
I don't know how it could have happened....
What i do know though is that my nan is very disappoibnted in me because she tstarted tugging at random strands, tutting and saying "Oh no dear... oh no."
The thing is, i cannot do anything to my hair in her opinion because it 'just isn't me' wheras my darling little sister could dye hers bright blue and it would 'suit her down to the ground' whats with that? Am I not allowed to change?
Also have anew outfit, chosen my nosh and moon themselves. Their new game is 'dress bob'
I'm like a walking, talking dolly with feelings! Its quite fun actually. And I half trust them not to make me look really stupid.
Also, according to Moon, I am Lipgloss because I need constant touching up.
I am afraid to admit its true.
*wails*
*other members of councilling group clap and cheer and pat me on the back*

Good god I'm tlaking crap.
Anyway, best go because I'm meeting Amers at One and its now 12.26 and i have to have some dindins...

i drew a picture of the marauders today and was foolish enough to show moon and nosh. i posted it on the gaybar and moon changed the password so i can't take it down...
grrrr

Today.
Is Martyn's *cough* 32nd *cough* birthday, so Happy Birthday Martyn.
To celebrate this momentous occasion, myself, nikki, mutti and martyn are having a meal at the dil raj this very evening, so if you plan to go there, don't.
In other news, a water fight broke out in my back garden today between the four memebers of my family. We all got considerably wet and martyn oured a hole contianer full of freezing cold water in my pants.
I now have a very bad headache and a sore eye because nikki squirted it with the hose pipe on full strength.
It hurt.

I joined the Devon Murray fanlisting.
Nikki said "Devon Murray actually has fans?"
I fumed.
Of course he has fans!!!!! Me being one!
He's so cute, and irish.
And cute.
And yummy.
And Irish.

*drools*

I tidied my room today and found lots of things I forgot I had, including hundreds of letters, a pair of green scissors and lots of dust and dirt.

Apparently the guys down the road were streaking the other night... I wasn't there. WHY wasn't I there?!
This diary entry is a bit bitty today isn't it? I do apologse, but my thoughts are bitty too.

Bitty is such a funny word... like nitty-gritty.
what the hell is the nitty-gritty?!?!

post your answers to
78 bob's road
bobsley

hahahah bobsleigh!!!!
how funny!!!!!

I joined the Devon Murray fanlisting.
Nikki said "Devon Murray actually has fans?"
I fumed.
Of course he has fans!!!!! Me being one!
He's so cute, and irish.
And cute.
And yummy.
And Irish.

*drools*

I tidied my room today and found lots of things I forgot I had, including hundreds of letters, a pair of green scissors and lots of dust and dirt.

Apparently the guys down the road were streaking the other night... I wasn't there. WHY wasn't I there?!
This diary entry is a bit bitty today isn't it? I do apologse, but my thoughts are bitty too.

Bitty is such a funny word... like nitty-gritty.
what the hell is the nitty-gritty?!?!

post your answers to
78 bob's road
puddle road
bobsley

hahahah bobsleigh!!!!
how funny!!!!!

Moons made an ezboard board.
p078.ezboard.com/mischiefmanaged73858

all about harry potty.
GO NOW!

'won't you take some more it's what you came for...'

I just read the slash fic i wrote when i didnt sleep at moony's.
It's actually quite funny.
Me and Nikki laughed anyway.

So yeh, Charlie had a partaaaay llast night which was tather fun I must say. It was really nice because there weren't like hundreds of people there, so, yeh.
me and elly were the only 2 girls at the end of it!
hmm....

when we were walking home, me and luke put a bottle on top of a pole, it wasn't there this morning.
:(
someone moved our bottle.
bastards.

I have
a headache.
I took
paracetamol
it did
not work.

that was my poem , it shows the reader how it feels to be me and gives them an insight of my pain and suffering. The use of the word 'paracetamol' shows that I can use medical terms and by taking a pain killer, shows that I do want to end my suffering. I am a literary genius.
I am also full of the ess to the aich to the eye to the tea.

So yesterday, we went to dursley, got some dvds out, being a lovely summers day we could think of nothing better to do than sit inside and watch films! Same today, though I did sit on the patio this morning to sun my feet.

Yum, fanta.

Michelles out of the big Brother House! I partied all night long. Not really, I'm a liar.
You know you're boring when you write about Big brother in your elftown diary.

Louis' voice broke! I'm so proud.
Again, not really.

What an exciting Thursday, and it's only 07:22 AM

If you've read Ifrit's diary I wouldn't bother reading mine because it will basically tell you of the same events just worded differently and more defensive on my part of locking us out of the house, more about that later.

Let's start with yesterday, which still feels like today because I haven't been asleep.

So yesterday, we got out some films first we watched 'School of Rock' which is EXCELLENT
then 'Thirteen' which is crappedy crap crap
and then 'Queen of the damned' which was alright, but I'm not really into that type of movie.
So then we became Vampires and did make up and dressed up and stuff.
Then we put our jimjams on andwent on the computers and wrote slashy goodness. [nori] decided to go to bed at about 2ish leaving myself and [Djinn] still writing slash.
At around three we went up to bed with the intention of going to sleep. Firstly there was a bit of a battle because Nosh was sprawled right in the middle of the bed so I had to kick her over to her side, I didn't really kick like viciously, more like nudged with my foot... then once we'd got into bed the coffee and green tea kicked and me and moon were laughing about the gay boys on school of rock.
hahahahahaha
nosh got annoyed i think so we went back downstairs.
at around five o' clockwe got a bit scared because the time went really quickly and we felt hungry so made some pot noodles and went outside to watch the sunrise. This is when I locked us out, but let me explain.
Me: I'll leave the door ajar shall I?
Moon: No
So I closed it completely, however she meant no leave it wide open. So we got locked out in our jimjams with nothing but pot noodles and chopsticks to defend our honours with.
In the end we balanced our food on the window while moon stood on a table so she could throw stones at noshi's wondow so she could let us in.
She wasn't best pleased.
Nosh went back to bed, we watched the sunrise, got blinded then wrote more slash. Which turned out a bit weird really.
Uhh.... thats it, now I'm a bit tired really, and am pondering whether to go to bed or not. My eyes are heavy but I don't feel like going to sleep.
So I'll drop dow unexpectedly later i guess.

we have to clean up later :(
i think, i might go to sleep when that starts.
except moon is sat behind me and now my plan is thwarted.
Moon, do you want to go to sleep at that time too?
She says yeh.
So nosh can tidy up because she's the only one who had a half decent nights sleep.

I have to wash my face according to moon.
i think she thinks im dirty or something.
OOOh we wrote stuff:
look:
Limerick: Two ladies called bobby and moon
Ate pot noodles with chop sticks not spoons
They never went to bed
Got locked out instead
And made of themselves rather large goons.

Paranoia struck at 05:58 am, shortly after bobby and moon disabled themselves temporarily by watching the sunrise.
Bobby saw people, everywhere. Moon was freaked out. But it turned out to be the chair.
“Oh, it was just the chair,” said Bob.
Moon kept writing boob not bob. This was a subliminal message that she was, infact, obsessed with boobies and unable to spell even with he spell checker.
“You fuck” said bob meaning you suckm but moon can’t bspell.
Laughter cpommenced. No sleep = crack heads moona dn bob./
Danger commencesd. Bob only had some pot noodle left. “You wait till I tell martin,” she threatened. Yn. Yeha.
Bob kept spitting hger pot boodle O_O <<< whjay’s a boodle?
Much was funny.
Har Har Harrrrrrrrrrr. Rrrrrr. Arrrr. Rerrrrrrr.
Wmoon couldn’t see propely cs the screen has a big sun on
Hahahahamoon feels incline to draw boobies.
Bob has less pot noodle left but there still is some and she cant eat it.
I’m sorry miss Jackson I am for reeeeeeeal.

Hooray Hooray I am on holiday
the cheeky girls are stuck in my head
holly holly day.

I have retreated to the computer because [Djinn] and [nori] are watching 'An Interview With A Vampire' next door and its scaring the bejeevas outta me.
Moon said I could use the computer on the condition I write something. I know what she means - a slash fic or similar. But she didn't specify, so if i don't get a sudden flash of inspiration between now and the end of the film, I can argue that i wrote a diary entry.
Bwa ha ha, my wit does astound me.
Not really.

So today, we went to town, bought food, went to the video shop, got annoyed because they didn't have Bill and Ted, came back, got annoyed because we couldn't find School of Rock, and I cooked pizza and ran over here.
Oh and me and moon went into the garden and cursed things with our wands earlier, excet moon didn't have a wand, she can do wandless magic like Harry does when he waves his arms in the air and his clothes fall off.
Wonder if Ron could do that....
*drools*

So, to the slash fic I think, I started a Seamus and Dean one the other day which I need to finish, its not very good. I may put a link up here at some point if I feel cruel.

ok here goes.
I don't fancy Andy.

There, I said it. And now I feel better. Theres no point in pretending I do fancy him. Even though I feel like I should.
My friends like him, Sammie, Lily and Nikki like him. he's sweet, damn gorgeous however....
he's boring.

I told Elly last night and then she told me he doesn't fancy me anymore anyway.
So its a bloody good job I'm not in love with him because he was acting like he did the other night although he doesn't.
Stupid boy.
Its also a bloody good job I didn't say yes when he asked me out isn't it?
Yes.


Any way holiday begins TONIGHT. So I must pack my suncream and take the gruelling three mile journey to the picturesque mountain top holiday home complete with pool, gymn and surrounded by beautiful deciduous forest.
yay!

Violence is not the answer.
Remember this. Smashing people's faces with bottles is not a nice thing to do.

It's weird. When i was at school, I had a lot of friends, and I've only really kept in proper contact with 2 since May. Isn't that sad?
It's not that I havent wanted to meet up, its just, well I don't know. I mean I have seen more than two of them, like at sweet surrender and stuff because they have made the effort but some people just don't bother even making an effort.
I find that strange.
Maybe they're happy like that though.

By the way I HAVE reached puberty.

well I'm back.
How exciting.
I have a very nice holiday for anyone who really wants to know but I doubt anyone does.
I played pool.
I played Ping pong.
I body boarded.
And I played tennis.
Which was fun.
However I know have one very sore, red, sun-burnt shoulder which I can't lie on and nosh kicked this morning.
Cuz she's MEAN.

So yeh, stayed at noshi Woshi's last night, so I have yet to sleep in my own bed! And I'm going on "holiday" next week. Not to croyde anymore though but this will still be incredibly fun! Yay holly holly holidaaay.

I am going on holiday tomorrow.
This means no diary updates for a whole WEEK!
Which should hope fully make up for the
*counts*
four entries i did yesterday!! my god im diary-obsessed!
so yes, I am going to ilfracombe in uh.. devon i think, not far from Croyde which i will also be going to late ron in the holidays with moony boony spoonface and dear old noshi woshi
hahah noshi woshi, sounds like she works in a laundrette!
I put the tent down earlier guys! its not that difficult, I bagsy untying the guy ropes cuz its easy!
HA!

So yeh, I better go pack.
See you in a week!

Andy just asked me out.
He said someone asked him to do it.
This leaves either [nori] or [Djinn] to blame. I reckon it was nosh.
Guess what I said?

I said No.

Not because I don't want to though, its because I only had a proper conversation with him last Wednesday, when we were drunk. Then on Friday, when i was pissed as a fart then saturday we looked after sweet sureender together and went to the cinema so i've only really known him a week and I don't know very much about him.

So... Nosh, if it was you, your plan has been thwarted.
I feel a bit bad for saying no now though.
But, i just can't go out with someone I don't know very well, I don't even know when his birthday is! Or what his middle name is, these things I must know before going out with someone.
And also, he's scarily quiet. I'm waiting for him to come out of his shell.
And if person-i-think-is-nosh hadn't told him to, I doubt he would have asked me out anyway.

the end.

to add to the end of the creepy dream thing.
I have been abnormally paranoid all day because i keep thinking someone is trying to kill me.
I was in my room and heard someone tapping on the window, my blind was shut so i couldn't see who then I went downstars and saw a ladder propped up against the wall of my house and a brown envelope sticking out of the letterbox.
Slighty hesitating after thinking it could be a letter bomb or soemhting I picked it up and it said
'Chris has been, your windows are clean!'
Its was the bloody window cleaner!
How stupid am I?!

Ok Camping.
How I am going to manage a week in a tent I don't know.
I rebelled and got changed in the house. Twice. HaHaHa. My defence is that there will be a toilet block on site with showers and stuff so I'll get changed in those anyway. So yeh, we had coffee/tea/hot orange squash and then went to the tent. We were talking for ages then we drifted off to sleep. I woke up and it was raining and windy and bad. it was also quite bright outside although it was only five in the morning. I went to the loo. Came back and tried to get back to sleep except the cat decided to visit us. The cat was soaking wet.
grrr...
I cna't be bothered to write anymore, check out [Djinn]'s diary for more.

Ok.
I've brought the dry washing in, I've put the wet washing on the line and acquired numerous rope burns. I've emptied the dishwasher, filled the dishwasher and tidied my room. Again.
Aren't i good?
Like Ifrit I will be describing our camping experience but first I want to write about last night's dream because i don't want to forget it and it was well scary.

I live in Dursley. I go to Rednock. I will be going into the sixth form in September. - This is real life.
Ok, now the not real life bit:
Rednock sixth form went on a holiday to France of all places and we were staying in.. wait for it... TENTS. Except something strange was happening..
Every night someone DIED.
There was this smokey spirity thing thart I never actually saw but I knew existed going round, possessing people's bodies and making them die, making it look like either suicide or an accident when it was actually murder.
What's even weirder was that everytime someone died everyone saw it on a sort of temporary TV screen that popped up in the air wherever someone was. We didn't see the person actually die, but was the spirit that was possessing the body could see. So if someone fell over we'd see the ceiling move really quickly then a side view of the floor and a grieving friend - which is how we could guess who had died.
After a few deaths everyone guessed that these weren't accidental and then we got a message from said spirit saying the he was killing those 'who no longer deserved to live.' We figured out that the people who had died, cried the night before their death so the spirit was killing people who cried. Therefore we all had to stop crying.
Then we returned to Dursley.
And the spirit was still killing people. And it was difficult not to cry because the spirit was killing our loved ones. Then, I was talking to my mum about it and she said that she had cried a few nights ago and hadn't died. Which confused me.
So, myself [Djinn] and [nori] decided to go undercover. Ifrit and I were walking to Nori's house via Boulton Lane for some reason and I explained what my mum said. We never got to Nori's house because a TV screen popped up and showed my little brother being killed. At school. So we ran to school where my sisters were already there and I joined them and we were wondering why he didn't deserve to live.
Much mourning later, I went 'home' which wasn't my home but an attic room I shared with ifrit and her sister nats. The room was filed with bookshelves. Then a girl cam ealong (who I don't know in real life, but knew in the dream) and asked how things in Dursley were, because she lived away. I explained everything and she was horrified and then we were all afriad to go sleep in case we died.
Then I woke up (in real life) wondered where the hell I was, where frit, nats and the other girl were and then i needed the loo so I ran. Jumped when I flushed the toilet, ran back and jumped into my bed so nothing could grab my ankle. Then somehow I drifted off to sleep again.
Nightmare continues (I hate when that happens)...
Myself and some people I don't know were in a mini bus going to school when a TV popped up showing a friend of one of the people on the bus who went on the france trip dying. She burst into tears and ran home, closely followed by me and some others who tried to comfort her.
When she felt better we got back onto the bus and instead of going to rednock we went to my primary school. We got out of the bus and another bloody Tv popped up and showed my friend Hugh dying (omg freaky, as soon as i typed his name he came on MSN) and in thr playground was a big tent which we rushed to and found his best mate rich there, utterly distraught, and I hugged him.
The next thing I knew I was walking out of the tent closely followed by everyone else. I walked onto the field. Climbed the rugby post and jumped. Then I could see the grass coming closer and lcoser and closer until I saw a side view fo the ground and loads of people staring at me.
Then I woke up.

Isn't that horrible? I died in my own dream!
So I'm still quite jumpy today because I keep thinking someones coming to kill me. The bathroom door keeps banging in the wind and everytime it does I nearly wet myself.

I'll describe the cmaping in a different entry cuz this one is a bit long.

well.
Andy is trying out for the rugby team tomorrow.
I never knew he played rugby.
I then found out he doesn't play rugby.
So, he's going to have fun.
HaHaHaHaHaHaHa
If he thinks I'm nursing him he's got another thing coming!
Well, I might just a bit.
However, if he's going to play with the big boys he can deal with the consequences.
And I'll have to laugh.