Archive for Skyscraper
{ September 15, 2008 @ 6:02 pm }
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{ AnimalMad, Blondie, Pinkandfluffy, Skyscraper, bazzerina, crackers, dreams, feet, optomism, random fact, school trip, sleepover }
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10th Sept- MIKEY WAY DAY! Wore my Mikey hair and glasses, celebrated etc.
13th/14th Sept! DofE! AAAgh!
Day One went really well, no major mistakes, only one case of me walking through a bog in the middle of the footpath, until disaster struck! We were just a few Km from the campsite when we see the Fuzzy Teacakes in front of us and the Chemical Crew behind us, then realise we don’t actually know where we are. So there’s 20 of us stood in a random field screaming, shouting, crying and arguing until we just go back to the road and walk down it. At least we got back… then put up the tent, no rain but lots of mud, ate food in the dark, went to bed. I slept, but Animalmad didn’t… I talked all night, apparently. Sorry, bambina.
Day Two got off to a good start again, and we made good time too, next to no incidents whatsoever. I mean, I did have to dig Animalmad’s boot out of mud as deep as my arm, but other than that… we finished first! Ate ice cream, hung out, (barefoot. naturally… my boots were steaming.) and then went home.
School today was so hard, it was unbelievable… I was, to quote the great FOB, dead on arrival. I could barely keep my eyes open. In fact, at one point I was actually absoloutely fine, laughing away, and then my eyes were suddenly crying and wouldn’t stop! For no reason! It was rather embarassing… Sorry 3/4 moon. Also, my feet and my knee canes. I have a ruptured ligament. :S
Anywho, nothing a good night’s sleep won’t fix! It’s a full moon. Ciao bam… *SNORES*
{ July 16, 2008 @ 4:59 pm }
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{ 3/4 moon, Alan Darleck, BB, Eve, KP, Pinkandfluffy, Skyscraper, co- pilot }
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(As promised!)
What an action packed week, bambini! Scrap the last blog, people do text me back. That teaches you never to jump to conclusions, hey?
So, Fri 11th was the sponsored walk, which seems so easy since D of E, although I’ve now got my shoes wet cold and dirty. And Mr. Darleck took photos. BUT, thankyou, 3/4s and CNA for putting up with me.
Sat 12th was the summer fair of the school my two sisters and mother attend/ work at. I helped make smoothies and sold cakes to small people. =D
Mon 14th! Youth Afloat! With Guides! Great fun, and also Pink+Fluffy’s last ever Guides! *sobs*. Anyway, we all went kayaking and it was well cool, innit.
Weds 16th. La Sports Day. *Oh no! (Scary music plays)* I thought I wouldn’t have to do anything, as I’d already run the 1500m, but KP dropped out of the 800m and I, good heavens, stepped in. I think I came 6th out of 8. Not too bad. Suppose. Anyway, I don’t take it that seriously, tbh, probably ’cause I don’t actually really care. Unlike Skyscraper, who spent half the day worrying about the fact that he was 0.6 seconds behind his best time. Or something.
Anywho, I promise to update you before next week, as I’m sure I’ll have much to say by Friday evening. You see, I have a (cunning) plan. But, bambini, you shall see. Ciao!
{ March 18, 2008 @ 7:10 pm }
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{ Skyscraper, dangermouse, feet }
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LAST DAY OF TERRRRRM! huzzah… Oh crikey, Penfold, we’re 2/3 of the way through the school year! Good grief. (I love quoting dangermouse… if you don’t know me, I do it in ‘real life’ too.
Anyway, had mass today and willingly volunteered for Mass, only problem is I’d been roped into having my feet washed. I accidentally offered my left foot and may have offended our chapelain. Also had parents evening, which was… okay…? We were nearly the last ones to leave- the only people left were me, JD and SkyScraper. Not that it really mattered seen as it always has to have that element of boredom… sitting waiting around isn’t designed to be interesting.
But school is ‘out’ for Easter. I have managed to get a job, babysitting, for some girls down my road which is going to be fun, and might go to Wales, am getting my hair cut, going to London and having (another) photo shoot. Will update you tommorrow on my shopping- trip adventures. I’m shattered so best dash.
Ciao, bambi…zzzzzzz.
{ February 19, 2008 @ 7:42 pm }
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{ Skyscraper, bebo, wolf }
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Normal day today… Got some exam results. I didn’t do very well in maths, I was a bit annoyed at myself, but it’s only a mock I suppose.
As you may have picked up, I am a mighty and powerful lone she wolf, hence my display name is “Omega”. Skyscraper finds this hilarious and has started calling me omega 3. I am not a fish, and protest very much to being compared to one. Not that it stopped him trying to eat me today. I tried to pull his tie down – he pulled mine first!- and he bit my hand. How rude?! I still have one little red mark on my hand, but at least I won. Kinda. But I have fiercly reminded him (as is wolf nature) that I am a wolf and not a fish, and until he realises that he is now known as a frog. We’re so immature… But as they say, you’re only young once. Ciao bambini!
{ February 6, 2008 @ 7:46 pm }
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{ AnimalMad, Golden, NAP, Pinkandfluffy, Skyscraper, crackers, exams }
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Sorry, you didnt get so lucky this time!I had to get this off my chest. I am just slightly starting to get a weeny little bit peeved at Golden, Animalmad and Pinkandfluffy. They are all accusing me of being madly in love with Skyscraper. Not that I don’t like him, I do, but its rather irritating when they keep bringing it up to mock you. Because they’re terribly immature 
. Well, except Pinkandfluffy. She does it cause she doesn’t want to admit to the fact she’s desperate for him to ask her out. HE sat next to ME in mass, and that was only cause Mr R. said he had to move away from JH, so he cane and sat by me. But even if I did ‘fancy’ him, at least it wouldn’t be as bad as poor NewAgePunk. She has just found out that her MAJOR crush, HotCalum, is actually gay. All together now: Aaaaaw.We have decided that we love crackers so much we should form a cracker loving association, known as the CP (Cracker People). I will keep you updated on any progress.Umm, about it, apart from the fact that I kinda embarrassed myself in the French exam today as when I handed my french paper to the invigilator, who dropped it, and as I made a grab for it i managed to swat it over my head and then slam it onto my desk very loudly. It wouldn’t have been that bad unless Skyscraper, who sits next to me in exams as he’s next to me in the register, had seen, upon which he started to laugh at me and we both burst into fits of very loud giggles. Much to the disapproval of invigilators. Whoops.Ah well, what would life be like without a good chuckle from time to time?
{ January 30, 2008 @ 8:06 pm }
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{ 3/4 moon, NAP, Skyscraper, chavs, feet, moon }
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Firstly, I need to correct something from my last entry. You can see on my last post that Golden pointed out that I have, through strange wording, made a mistake in that it seems I let SkyScraper kiss my foot. Believe me, this is NOT what happened, because that would be wierd beyond even my level of wierdness. Also, I hate my feet as they are strangely small for the average girl of my age. My size three school shoes, which I had to have specially ordered in for me, even with insoles are too big. One even fell off in the tuck shop the other day when someone pushed me and I lost it- and that was embarrasing, let me tell you! And that’s not to mention the fact 3/4 moon pulled a table over it the other day when he “didn’t notice it!” How rude. So anyway, SkyScraper kissed me, not my foot… which would be me anyway but oh well.
So today I’ve been rather proud of myself, because we marked our practice SATs papers- boring, most would think, but I have LOTS of VERY clever friends, who I can easily say outshine me in probably all subjects, but maths in particular. BUT! Today I found out I ‘beat’ them on the maths papers! Cool, eh? Anyway, I was rather proud of myself… not that I gloated or anything *wink*! Something else cool happened to me today. I GOT PUNCHED BY THE MOON! How many people can say that thy’ve been punched by the moon? Well, except it was just NAP doing her moon impression from the Mighty Boosh, but still. By the way, NAP stands for New Age Punk, because I’ve decided from now on I’m going to give everyone code names. Not for their own protection, but ’cause that’s cool.
Am very tired at the mo because I couldn’t get to sleep last night. We’ve bought Cyrano, the hamster (geddit?… oh well) a new, mind- stimulating, interesting, colourful and contemporary cage, which he loves, but has decided his new favourite pastime is to chew at the windows… Very, very loudly. I was actually quite surprised at how noisy it can be! Anyway, I’d better go feed him! As they say in our neck of the woods, Like, lay-ta baaaabes!
{ January 29, 2008 @ 6:21 pm }
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{ Alan Darleck, Skyscraper, chavs, optomism, photos, polos }
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Okay, so it’s going to be hard living up to the amazing blog of harriet, because I do have ranndom outbursts of wolfishness and french sometimes… a terry combination i know, but you should really try it. The only disadvantage is the occaisional communication barrier, but anyway, that’s cool, right? Yeah, so also it’ll be hard living up to hattis blog as personally I think her blog is pretty cool. (bootsie.wordpress.com, btw.) Did she mention she quite likes David Tennant?Anyway, I suppose the idea is kinda to blog, so that’s what i’m going to do. So today of all days we’re having photos. Not even as a group, but individually. Which was, to say the least, a bit of a bummer because today was not a good hair day. And then Mr. Darleck (the one taking the photos, read my speech about him on hattis blog and you’ll see how I feel about HIM,) only gave us 5 seconds flat for ntwo photos so we’re all going to end up with a look of shock on our faces. At least we all embarrassed ourselves together. But still, life goes on- see, that’s how I GET OVER IT. Because, well, let’s just say some people are WAY too stressed out over their appearances and think to ease their lack of confidence on the photo subject they should soothe themselves with a nice centimetre thich layer of foundation. But don’t even get me started on that. As you can see, I’m a rather opinionated person… but you’ll get more on that topic later.But no, today wasn’t too bad a day… compared to yesterday at least! (Chav blew her fag smoke in my face/had a laugh at me/ totally humiliated me in public, but once again, don’t even get me started on that… I’m a total sucker. EVERYONE always pinpoints me if they want someone to pick on… I don’t know how I do it!) But yeah, good day. ie, every bad thing that happened was counter- balanced, just like in that mint credit card advert. Here’s how i figure it: bad- had to have a photo. good- I know every sod else’s photo will be just as bad. bad- “The sheep” took the mickey out of me. good- I know I have much better friends than her. bad- josh stood on my toe. ouch. good- he kissed me better. not so ouch. bad- my shoe is falling apart. by accident, i swear on all the powers of my aura. good- there is a very slim chance I will get a new pair. bad- chicken joes make my breath smell. good- it gives daisy a reason to give me polos (and lots of them). Anyway, so you see it pays off to be optimistic. well, to a certain extent at least. I’ve barbled on for far too long now, so I’d best shut up. I’ve had to say that a lot this week, which is rather worrying… anyway, ciao bambini!!
