lol.

So, as it turns out...

Rejection isn't actually that bad :)

oh em gee those radioheadz are so cyoot.

The news is that J is having a super special 18th birthday party.

It's camping (yey!) probably in Savernake forest on the 31st.
So alot of people are invited- J, me, Sara, L, SMBx, Saboo and err.... Joey (sorry) also a bunch of other people that dont blog so obviously they're not cool enough to be mentioned.

Make sure you have a tent if you're coming. And alcohol. And some milk for people who don't drink (naw I love you guys really).

At the moment my Dad isn't letting me go, but I'm pretty sure I can convince him.

Hope to see you guys there.
Now I'm off to wrap J's presents.
By the way Sara you should wear eyeliner one day with that haircut. You might just turn me if you do.

OMG LOOKIT MY DESKTOP BACKGROUND

Seriously gaiz stop staring at me I'm meeellting.

*nosebleed*

The Merriment of the English Language

Today in English Language, me and J literally laughed our socks off. Seriously, they just flew off and we barely even noticed.

It was because we are looking at childrens story books, and me and J were blessed with that old classic 'We're Going on a Bear Hunt'. Remember? It was like the best book ever!!! Goes something like like-

We're going on a bear hunt
We're going to catch a big one
What a beautiful day!
We're not scared

Then theres the whole 'We can't go over it, we can't go under it, golly goose! We have to go through it!'

I'll tell you something, this family goes through a whole mess of shit including long grass, a waist deep river, a field of mud, a snowstorm, a dark forest just to find a bear which they then run away from.

Best book ever. Really.

I won't bother trying to explain what we were chortling at because it was quite a 'you had to be there' sensation. I could try to explain it but really, it will just result in me appearing rather simple minded.

Oh my aching sides, I haven't had a laughing fit like that in a while. Maybe when E and B were over and E told us about the pizza dropping/kicking story (you had to be there).

But, right at the end of the Bear book, there is a really nice illustration of the poor lonely bear walking back along the beach to his cave. It brought a metaphorical tear to my eye. That picture always made me sad, even when I was little I can almost remember my Mum or my Dad doing the 'ahh look, the bears sad. He just wanted some fwends'

Poor, poor bear.

Still funny, funny lesson.

Feelings and Shit

Right now I have never been more confused in my life.

In other news, me and J were talking about the landmarks of our lives together. Most of them happened in our year 10 english classes. One memory that always brings a larf is when we were in Mrs Round's class (calm down you paranoid freaks she doesn't even go to out school anymore) and she was talking about how disrespectful and inappropriate it was to swear in the presence of a lady. J and me turned to each other with a look of digust and disbelief:

J: Shit!
Me: Those bastards!
Mrs Round: >:c

Har de har. I have another one but I can't remember it. I suppose I should explain the confused part. Stuff's going on in my head right now. But I can't even explain it. It's just like I feel perfectly happy one minute, then suddenly I just want to run away somewhere, or punch something or shout at someone. I don't know. Well, I kind of know.

The other day, J and me were sitting outside next to the tree. It was nice and sunny. J turned to me and said, 'Hey... Do we actually have any real friends?'.

Stupid question, I thought. But then I really thought about it. No J, we don't. It's just you and me. But I really don't care about the rest.

So right now, for me, I only really have J, Sara and L.

I think.