Him.

NannananananBanana:D no, BananannananChipmunk:D 

^The above point is due to the fact that in my previous post I said I would not be mental. I am. Deal with it!

So, life...

Well, I'm back at school, obvz man, cuz I only write then...also, I am not a Chav. So I have absolutely no idea why I just did that. Anyway...

IlovehimIlovehimIlovehimIlovehim x forever :)

Yeah...urm...his name's James. Well, it's not, but it is for the purpose of this blog. So woo. He so cute, and funny, and special :) His eyes are like.........ahhhhhhhhhhhh!:) They're all big and blue and shizz....and I like them. I like him. GRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Seriously, people! I can't get this dude out of my head! He's like...everything, and everyone says he fancies me...but I don'tt believe them, obviously. I mean, he's HIM. Also, I don't know what to do! I'm so fed up of being confused, it's starting to get unbearable! HHEELP MEEEEEEE!!

People say you can't fall in love at my age. Screw them. I've practically only seen him for three years now, and when I'm with him I can't see anything else. God, he's so perfect, and he has no idea. :(. 

In other news, Wednesday - not her real name - might be moving schools :(. I swear, I'm not afraid to cry.

And...urm...I have P.E tomorrow. Physical Education. Sports. Death. Torture. The inhumane sacrifice of child slave's joy and general happiness. Call it what you will...but anyway, it's highjump, and last highjump lesson I urm...well I didn't do very well. See, there was this pole and this mat, and we were supposed to jump the pole in a special way...and I sorta ran into it and died, so Mrs Evil decided to take the pole down and make me do it on the mat ten centimeters from the ground. And, GUESS WHAT? I still couldn't do it. :(. I couldn't get the jump right and just sorta fell over, so I literally ignored Mrs Evil (this was after the fifth attempt), walked away, sat on the floor in the corner, and cried. I CANNOT DO THAT THIS TIME! PEOPLE ACTUALLY CARE NOW, AND I'LL LOOK RIDICULOUS! 

So, what should I do? Well, obviously, I should fake being ill, and miss a whole unavoidably important day of school and, basically, bunk off. In all fairness, it's my only option. So, how to make yourself ill? Draw dots on your head? I don't think so. It's easy, and you have three choices. One, go to bed super early the night before saying that you feel awful, then get up super early in the morning, wake up your parents and tell them that you feel like hell. Works pretty much all the time ;). However, if you're less prepared, there's always the second option. Get ready for school, but don't try. Hmm...how to explain? If you're a girl, put your makeup on reaaalllyyy badly and look like a zombie, TRYING to bring out the bags under your eyes and such shizz. If you're a boy or a girl, messy hair and untidy uniform, also, crouch down when you walk and yawn a lot. This method is also very effective :). The last method is my favorite, though. What you do, is go out the day before, buy the cheapest, most disgusting body spray you can find and then go home. The next day, spray it all over the toilet, flush it, and sat you've been sick. Yeah, some stinks are that bad...:L


On with the party rocking. Which is not here. Woo. :). Urmm...yeah so, that pretty much concludes life, so....


Word of the Day: HIM.
Secondary word of the day: WANT.
Third word of the day: NOW.


No, but seriously, it's him.

Explanation of General Existence

So...I just reread my last post, and have decided that that's going to be the last mental post from me. Well, no, I don't mean that. Of course I'm still going to be mental...duh. But no, I'm not gonna go all freakish on you all again.

Never.

Now, please allow me to explain the point of life. 

It doesn't matter how you believe the world began. You can say that God created Adam and Eve to populate the planet, or that atoms collided and, with a big bang, there was life. Like I said, that bit doesn't matter. What does matter, is why? 

Why are we here? What is the point? Ah, now there is an answer to that. The way that I see it, life is like a jigsaw puzzle. All through it you are given different pieces. You are either given a good piece, or a bad piece; an easy piece or a difficult piece; a colorful one, or a dull one. They fit together, these pieces, bit by bit; when they're done, your life is over. It's that simple. The pieces can be hard to deal with sometimes, but never impossible. They are always possible.

So...what is the point of a jigsaw puzzle? Not many people can answer that, until your days grow shorter; until your jigsaw puzzle is almost over. The old can answer it easily. It's something to do...and you get a nice picture at the end.

So that, my friends, is the point of life. It's something to do, and you get a nice picture at the end.

Thank you for your time. 

Word of the Day: Lollable

^Yeah, I just made that up. Deal with it!

HEHEHHEHEHEHHEHEEHEHEHEEHEHHEHEHEEEEEEHEEEEEE

Hello, I'm in a seriously evil mood. Not sure why, but I'm good with it. Also, my laptop is about to die, so I'm gonna write ssssuuuuppppperrrrrr quickly.


1) What's with the title? I don't know, I'm feeling odd. And evil. VERY evil.


2) Why haven't I been here for ages? I have. I just forgot about the blog. It's fine. It's cool. Woo. Nanannananannanana Banana :D 


3) Why did I just do that? To be honest, because I am hyper. And bored. Seriously bad combination, I'm telling you.


4) How many times did it just take me to spell combination? 6. I was spelling it conbination. 


5) What is wrong with me? I DON'T EVEN KNOW?!


6) Day? Well, it's the holidays so no school. Also no friends, because I got grounded for the first time EVER because I'm too ugly. I know right?! Mean. My mum just said. Right, you have a spot. Your a slob. You're not leaving the house without me. 


7) Why? She's mean.


8) Was this rushed in any way possible? Yes, yes it was.


9) Word of the day? Cba.


I joke.


Word of the day: Evil.