Hello, My name is Bob and I have the most exciting life ever.
I have been spending the last 15 minutes looking at Vending machines for the Sixth Form Block.
Wahoo baybee.
Boring, you may think, but this isn't any old vending machine, oh no. 'The Green Machine' stocks only healthy, organic food for very low prices! It also has some sort of chip in it that alerts the owners when it runs out of orange juice and stuff.
Funky eh?
Whats more, this isn't actually my job, its Dom's but I was reading my 'Student Council Hand book for Secondary Students' and had to take a look. I dunno if Dom's read his yet.
So yeh I read my hand book cover to cover, impressive eh? Its actually pretty good. Suggests training for council members like bowling and pizza and treks in the country side which I think is a wicked cool idea. Rednock Council members are funky monkeys you know.
I am not actaully being sarcastic, for once.
his is how sad i am, I get psyched about the bloody school council, maybe I should be locked up or something....
Oh yeh, Marsh is running for Youth MP and has recruited myself, Frino, Rachel Jackon, Dom and Kenny as his 'attractive, intelligent' campaign crew.
He wanted good looking people so people would vote, and he wanted me because I am 'politically minded' apparently. So if everyone in Gloucestershir
What i find hilarious is that a few people in the student council think he's a complete arse and so Justine (hater of marsh) has decided to also run for youth mp.
This could lead to hilarious results, especially as I am half tempted to vote for Justine even though I'm on Marsh's campaign team.
Nah thats mean, marsh called me attractive, intelligent and politically minded, flattery gets you everywhere.
Drama courseowrk is sucking.
Big stylie.
For my cosutme and make up I didn't draw stuyff but copied picture of celebrities that I imagine would look like the character from the interweb.
Thats not cheating is it?
I bloody hope not.
last night I went for a meal to celebrate my mother's coming of old age. I can't actually remember how old she is, which is probably a good thing for my mum because I might think she's younger than she actually is.
I ame none of the sense.
Anyway. last night there wa sa rather good looking waiter (yeh I know I have a boyfriend who I love very much but as my nan says "There's no harm in window shopping unless you get your credit card out." It makes sense in a round about way.)
So yeh good looking waiter, who went to serve the table next to us and annpounced "Heeeeeeeeeres mushrooms!" Me and nik cracked up and we quoting him all night then!
Also , for some reason all the dirty plates piled up in front of me, so mr waiter man came to pick them up and I wanted to smile but I have mint stuck in my teeth so mum abd well everyone was taking the mick and I was getting redder and redder and giggling. So Mr good looking waiter man probably though I fancied him or something.
Wonderful.
Something else happened but i can't remember what.
My mum said I deserve to be fat. Yesterday I ate:-
One small chicken supreme pizza
1 chocolate sundae
3 pieces of cheesy garlic bread
Roast lamb Shank with mint and honey sauce
Duchess Potatoes
Carrots
Chips dipped in remainder of mint and honey sauce
Chcolate fudge cake with vanilla ice cream.
I am a pig. Really.
And today I have eaten a large bar of nestle double cream chocolate and I'm having roast lamb again!
I'll be 23 stone when I go to school tomorrow and everyone will bully me and stuff.
I'm bored, and want moon to be online because she, at least, is mildly entertaining.
I could ring John, but can't be bothered.
I could tidy my room, but i did that this morning and had the shock of my life. There was so much fluff and cat hair (all breezer's) that I could actually make another cat.
Instead I threw it away. My desk is now organised, with my diddy english and german dictionaires alongside my dictionaire francais massif. My fishes now have a clean house and I decded to make a mobile so they can have something to play with. Martyn asked me who they'd call, he's dumb, he knows I mean a hangy mobile with toys on. I also want a bubbleator so finnigan can be like that fish of finding nemo who loves the bubbles.
Dreams... all dreams.
The time is 16.53.
With any luck Moon will have a five o' clock flash of inspirado to do computery stuff then she can come online and talk to me.
I doubt it though.
I could make good use of my time by playing with my 'Hazard Perception Disk' so I can do my theory test soon. But I can't be bothered. I'm also rather thirsty.
Halleluja! Nic just logged on this means entertainment for at least five minutes. One of theo's mates logged on too. yippee!
Come on Mooners..... think bob on interweb.
You miss me and really want to talk to me.....
*sends psychic waves*
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The fact my family think I'm a prostitute has been backed up.
I did the which level ofhell test and I'm going to level eight I also got high for 'lustful'. John'll like that I'm sure.
I mean....
I also took the personalitly disorder test and I'm narcisstic. I sort of understand that, I am quite self centred.
Someone STOLE [Djinn]'s description.
I am upset.
I went to the cinema with John today to see briget Jones the edge of reason. Was rather good. Except John has real cold hands and hairy toes.
My family think I'm a prostitute. Oh well.
Unfortunalemen
No really.
You see I am cooking tea tonight, tea was vhosen by my mother so i will be making:
cider apple pork sausages with mashed potatowhich should be hilarious good fun as I've never made it before.
Lasagne, Spaghetti Bolognese and chilli con carne i can make but this?
Hmm we'll see won't we.
I'm waiting for moon because she informed me today we have to do an englo presentation tomorrow. Wasn't that nice of her?
Luckily we're working togehter so we'll both look daft if we don't have a clue.
I was trying to do englo coursework until John told me he has a new picture up.
So then I was perving that instead of working.
Now he is offline. I am bored and refuse to look at the picture so I can get some bloody course work done.
This, in theory should work.
It, however, does not.
I am instead bored, and talking to Dan, Chris and Mike, who are not boring people, but I am bored nonetheless.
Also Theo is in a piss with me and won't tell me why.
because he is lame.
But looks pretty sweet in a fairy outfit don't you think?
Lily says that could be why he's in a piss with me. Well I wish he'd tell me, if he doesn't like the picture up I can cut him out of it or put Rupert Grint's face on his body or something. Though i don't think purple is Rupert's colour.
Never mind.
So yes. Englo coursework and bleepy messenger boxes await me.
Fare thee well.
I'm going out with John and you. are. not.
bwa ha ha ha ha.
I haven't actually stopped grinning from yesterday until about 5 mins ago when charlie messaged me on msn....
Charlie :its jon...hes 15 so he has got complcated even more so than b4
Me :your point is?
Charlie :he is complicated
Me :yes, but lovely
Charlie :some times he is fun to b wit n then he is the soz bad choice of words... asshole is better
Me :what are you trying to say?
Charlie :exactly that
Me :why are you teling me this?
Charlie :coz he is currently the latter
Me :why?
Charlie :how is he being an asshole?
Me :ask him next time u see him
Charlie :u asked why
Me :no you tell me, you started this
Charlie :k im endin it
Then he logged off.
I hate him. I really do. Bastard.
Hello
I had a firework party last night and was allowed to invite a friend.
So I rang Moon.... she was going to the mall.
So I rang nosh.... who was going to party poopers.
So I rang John, who came, because he loves me.
So there :P
And it was fun, lots of fun. One of the kids got some dust in her eye, and one of the fireworks went awry and flew straight towards us.
Apart from that, I had fun.
Martyns so bloody annying.
he keeps nagging me to look for a career I want to do and when i choose one he says thats the wrong choice.
So basically he told me to do law and french so i went along with it to keep him happy but i dont reckon i'll be any good at it.
He's so money orientated that he doesnt really seem to care whether i enjoy the job or not, as long as i get money.
wanker.
so i said 'oh i don;t reckon i'l be any good at it and he saiid:
well it is your choice, but personally I think you would and I think you have a great future, but I do think you put yourself down too much......
its not my choice though is it because he outs down everything else i want to do.
i don't put myself down too much.
Plus he said yesterday thayt a drama a level will be great to do law because its all acting yesterday, but last year when i said i wanted to do acting as a career he told me not to bother because i only get chorus parts at dods therefore i'm not good enough to pursue a career in it. What he doesn't understand is that 60 people audition for shows and they only choose the best 30 or so, so I can't be that bad can I?
my step father is a bastard.
I'm ill.
I'm at home.
I'm really very bored.
Got a text from Moon at some ridiculous time htis morning (probably quite a decent hour actually but the fact is, i was still in my bed) asking if i was dead or sucked into a slash fic.
I wish I was sucked into a slash fic, it would be great wouldn't it?!
mmmmmmmm
yeh, enough of that.
lunchtime.
i wonder if nosh and moon will go on the computers after they get their pot noodles from the garage....
lucky bitches get potnoodles.
why did i make me a pot noodle? there are like 12 in the cupboard but nooooo i had to put pieces of bread in tomato soup.
stupid me.
Well I must say, a right palava on the bus home today!
I got the 5 past one bus home. I asked the driver lady how close she got to cam and dursley train station and she said
"to the bus station, right opposite."
Dursley buss tation is where i was going from.
Me: No Cam, and Dursley.
Driver lady: Oh um....
Random passenger1: Draycott
Me: A single to draycott then please. *pays, tries to pull ticket out and pulls loads out in a big reel*
Everyone: Hahahaha
Me: *red faced, takes long reel of tickets, shoves in pocket, sits down*
*Bus starts rolling*
RP1: Aggggghhhhh!
everyone: What?
RP2: WASP! She's allergic!!!!!
[note: rp1 has a baby in her arms]
Rp1: *running around bus with baby hanghing by neck* AAAGH!!!!!! WASP!
Driver: Whats going on? *stops bus*
Everyone: WASP!
Heroic old lady: I'll get it. *swats wasp* ther you go.
Everyone: *Cheer*
Driver: Is everyone okay?
Everyone: Yes that lady killed it.
*bus trundles on.....*
Lady behind me: *taps me on shoulder* Did you say you were going to the train station?
Me: Yes, well near there.
Lady Behind me: Do you know which stop to get off at? Because this lady here will give you directions... *points to freaky bearded woman, Yes BEARDED!*
Bearded Lady: *waves*
Me: Oh no thanks, I'll get off opposite box road, i know where to go from there.
Bearded lady: Okay, we don't want you to get lost now do we?
Me: No.
*bus stops. Old man goes up to driver*
Old man: Were you aware that there are people eating on your bus? Its illegal, should be illegal, its disgusting I tell you.
Driver: *smirks* Oh really?
Old man: Yes, it makes your bus DIRTY! you should have signs up, tell them not to eat. Makes the bus DIRTY! There they were eating their lunch on the bus....
Everyone: *smirk, looking around innocently*
Old man: ... blah blah blah DIRTY! *Gets off bus.*
Everyone including driver: *laughs hysterically*
Driver lady: OOooh you naughty people!
So yes, my adventures with public transport, all happened today on my way home. I'm taking it next week so be prepared for the next installement..
Third Diary entry today, basically because I'm bored.
Bored.
Bored.
There are like 11 people online, the only one I'm talking to is Kyle, but that conversation dried out after the 'how are you?'s
Oh Johns online now, this should keep me occupied for now.
Moon! Get online I want to read MAW.
NOW!
I have four people on my blocked list all of them are males aged between 14 and 22.
marvellous.
martyn just sent me this link:
http://www.zan
go there! I just spent a considerable amount of time typing rude words in it.
I had fun.
I'm waiting for mooners to get home and go online now so I can
1. apologise for forgetting to wait for her
2. see how she is because I love her.
3. plot someones demise... Frazz's maybe, who knows.
Never fear.
I'll get him (Mr C I mean)
I am going to do the same (ish) piece of work i.e a radio show BUT make up a band, I am therefore not violating copyright rules, stealing things from websites or anything else that bastard decided to throw at me.
That'll fox him.
I just had to speak to Mr Conway about my English Coursework. Its not very good so I wasn't expecting a fanfare and a speech from the queen I wasn't however expecting the prick face to tell me he thinks I cheated on it.
Bastard.
So Moon, I desperately need your help because I'm not doing a radio show anymore, I need inspirado and something in which i can write 'deliciously giddy'
one by one we come to life
then side by side we wait
while our company swells in numbers
(some come early, some come late)
and some of us may bore you
and some of us enthral
but you cannot choose between us
you must take one and all
were bound together tightly
for were naught if we break free
if youd like some clues about us
simply answer WHO ARE WE?
the riddle on jkr's site, i needed to save it somewhere cuz i like it.
I did solve it though.
Fuck the last englo coursework. I have donea bigger and better one with is called nathan <<click there to read it.
Its 17thousand and soemthing words long which is 200 odd over the thingy but I don't honestly care.
YIPPEE!!!!!!!!
Mooners I need you!!!!!
I'm trying to do my englo reading coursework and its soo difficult. I decided to do a magazine article about f1 but write it to interest women which is a difficult task in itself. But I've written and intoductory paragraph and i can't write anymore!
Its lame....
Here's all I've done:
If I said ‘F1’ to you, I bet you’d just look at me unintelligibly and say ‘Huh?’. What if I said ‘Formula One Motor sport?’ Some of you ladies will perk up and tell me that your partner spends every other Sunday afternoon watching it. Isn’t it that really boring one where cars just zoom round a track for a few hours but how ever much effort the drivers put into it the same bloke always wins. Michael Shoe maker or something like that?
Ok, Maybe I’m underestimatin
Nobody?
Well if someone was to ask me what first came to my mind when they mentioned Formula One Racing I’d say fit, young men, fast cars and exotic locations. Do I have your attention ladies?
Then let’s begin.