March 1st, 2002

(I've tried patience)

I think I might rock...

~giggles~
No, seriously. I just have a talent for names. (Speaking of which, the nicknames are changing in 24 hours, get your guesses in fast. Tee hee.)
Someone throw glitter at me! I can't believe I was right. ~bounces in slightly amazed fashion~

And ~throws glitter of her own~ thank you, coracaskia!

Sheesh. I really can't believe I was right. Who knew? The genius keeps on going. ~giggles lots~

Last night I dreamed that OTL was Indiana Jones. I hope that'll make G and purplerabbits laugh, as I can't really think of anyone less appropriate.

My, my. I astonish myself. Oh and - still no jealousy. I hope no-one else is suffering my jealousy, in a Müller yoghurt advert way.
*ding* Who forgot to take her photo into school with her yesterday? Oh, I think I did! That wouldn't have helped.

~shakes head~ I can't believe I was right. That's just weird.

And G rocks my world. ~cuddles G~ She's wonderful. And she ~cough~ writes well, too. Oh, man, I'm distracted. I wish I could write like that. ~wry smile~ Mind you, I'd never stop...
With the not being able to wait to see OTL again, and stuff. Yah.

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  • Current Music
    Whatever the choir are sacrificing in the hall.
(I've tried patience)

Ouch.

I just said goodbye to an obsession.

I feel absolutely hollow. Totally without purpose or aim. Unloved. Completely alone.

Ouch.

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  • Current Music
    'Click' by Kit & The Widow.
I can fly!

Q!

"Other women's husbands surge untrammeled through blue surf,
Or *power* across the turf;
Mine looks like a Smurf."


I'm really grateful to this CD...

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  • Current Music
    'Other Women's Husbands' by Kit & The Widow.
(I've tried patience)

~throws glitter~

*~*~*~*EVERYTHING IS FANTASTIC AGAIN!*~*~*~*

Was going to post some mopey quasi-poetry when I got back, but then you all made me grin lots and lots and you're all *mad*, and I love you all.

And the poetry wasn't even from my point of view but the person from whose it was is absolutely not allowed to mope, at the moment.

Because EVERYTHING IS WONDERFUL and and and and and just YAY!

Yay! Yay! Yay!

Yay!

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  • Current Music
    'Dog On A String' by Kit & The Widow.
(I've tried patience)

~falls off chair~

G, G, you'll never guess what they gave us for breakfast, as well...

~tilts head~ ~wonders how much sense that's going to make~

Oh well. ~grins and skips off happily~

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PS Look, more icons! ~bounce~
  • Current Music
    'Shipping', by Kit & The Widow.
(I've tried patience)

~g~ I've just realised!

First day in ages I've hoped not to be getting comments...

~twirls~

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And look! Pretty new icons! Pretty pretty pretty! Oh yes!
  • Current Music
    'Happy Clappy' by Kit & The Widow. "Blow for Jesus!"
(I've tried patience)

Eeek.

Find me an excuse, someone. I could afford that, it's during my Summer holiday when my parents have promised they won't interfere with what I'm doing, I'll be living in London, and I want to go.
Find me an excuse not to.
Give me reasons not to want to.
Please?

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  • Current Music
    "Hundreds of Norwegians on the London Underground..."
(I've tried patience)

Mmmmmmm.....

Fairy cakes. Covered - I mean covered - in icing sugar.
G, can we feed those to your bunny? I think it would like them.
If Scolarest (school caterers with stupid name) continue in this fashion I might be able to forgive them all their awful things...

Later : *Better* plan! Fairy cakes and *coke*! ~runs upstairs~
See you after the bloody concert, sweethearts - should be on the computers from around 9:30 long into the night, and on Y!M if anyone wants to see me...

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  • Current Music
    'Glyndebourne' by Kit & The Widow. ("Your effing hair...")
(I've tried patience)

Funny...

...someone told me something a good four days ago that really, really, really hurt me. And here I am on Friday at nearly midnight, and I *still* haven't cried about it, or bled about it, or written about it.
I don't know why, either.
hurtbitterrejectedunwantedfuckyou*very*much
It's hurting a lot just now.
It's late.
I think I'll go and sleep for a couple of hours, 'less the common room's going to be free soon.

Oh, and sorry, wildeabandon, the computer ate the reply I was writing to our e-mail; I'll do it tomorrow when I'm awake again, it wasn't particularly coherent. (If by some weird chance you get half a reply, just ignore it, k? Thanks.)

Ouch. Oh, it does hurt.
Oh. *That's* where my jealousy went.
Oh.

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  • Current Music
    'Norwegians' by Kit & The Widow.