how it goes...

it's the twenty-first isn't it?
sorry for missing so many blogs, blog )):
i was on holiday, but i have lots to tell you, so this should take a while :)
ok, so i'll start with the big events of the holiday (i was hardly there, so they're not suuper big :P)
1) dad and i went to the people's palace (see? i'm not making it up!)
2) and then i went to rothesay with helen and alex (there weren't enough beds for kayleigh, which i feel pretty bad about, she's had a pretty rough month or two)
3) i went to uist with kay and alex, arran's friend chris thought it would be a great idea to dump kayleigh (chris, not arran) BY TEXT and ON MY HOLIDAY! what a massive doosh :(
4) went horse riding, made an awesome chocolate cake (really, not even exagerating, it's awesome), went to the beach etc. etc.

ok, back to normal life, one day at school, all's well, it's fine, but then i missed tuesday which was pretty smelly, and also tuesday is liam day at spicy (when liam comes to psicy, if you hadn't gathered that yet) and he phoned me and was like ummmm where are you? and i was like ummm sick, sorry )); *sniff sniff* lol, pj guys, pj :)
also, today was the physics test, and i had studied no end (not to mention the studying in english and on the way to english) only for my teacher to tell me she wants me to sit it on friday, because i missed class yesterday ):
i don't like people making exceptions for me. i usually love it, but i've studied for this ):<
anyway, i was pretty distracted when i was studying in that class, there was noise from an outside gym class, a drum lesson downstairs and a light above me which i like to call "flicky" purely because it flickers alot (inventive, i know!)
abbie smokes )): i gave her a talk, but she didn't listen )):
i had quite a good talk with micheal... i mean shades :D at lunch, not really an actual convo, but i was feeling happy, and there was some dialogue :P
alexandra and kayleigh were off today and i was like WHAT AM I MEANT TO DO? but then it was suprisingly not as end-of-the-worldly as i thought :) i just did what i normally do (without alex and kayleigh obv) and it was fine :)
i walked home with mark watson and keiran and mark's little brother and we were talking and it was good, like in the old days, except with christopher instead of keiran, and probably liam welsh/vincent instead of mark's little brother.
frankie seemed upset at lunch so i didn't bother telling her to get liam to come to spicy tomorrow, and it turned out that "she wanted to batter some lassie" which frankly (lol frankly frankie) she didn't hide well :P
kidding on, everyone's entitled to angry :)
so anyway, that's how my day went down, and now i'm going to stop blogging and start studying for the spanish and history tests tomorrow!
xx

hi :D
woke up at like one today. have the oddest feeling btw, i don't feel like writing my blog, but i'm fully capable of churning out 7 pages of essay.
ok, i'm of-skies :D
btw jenna's was nice :)
xx

Empty. Overall, cold and empty. Too many rooms and not enough people. If you haven't yet realised, I am talking about my house. My family's house, actually. Not much of a family house is it? Two people? Wow, massive family. Francis has pissed off back to Edinburgh, who knows when he'll be back. Gabriel is god knows where. Mum is away in Lourdes with HCPT (doing good work, ok, she's excused) So it's just me and dad, sitting around then going up to our rooms.  I mean, as a tradition (I seem to be the only one who thinks of it like that, but oh well), usually on the holidays the boys (Simon, Francis and Gabriel) and I sitt in the living rooms, playing on the wii or watching crappy (definitely inappropriately for someone my age, whatever age I am when I see it) TV, kicking Madeleine off the couch or just kicking Madeleine in general. Those were the good old days when Gabriel didn't have a life that existed after 10:45pm on EASTER Sunday! And I got up from my bed to go downstairs to make some tea and then settle in for a late night watching the idiot lantern when I realise Francis went home a few hours ago, I saw him leave. Bastard. I would have gone and watched the TV anyway, but two things stopped me. The fact that I would be a sad little girl sitting watching TV at ten o'clock with a bowl of triple chocolate ice cream ON HER OWN, and also that I would be terrified that the murderers were coming to get me.  At least with the boys there all I had to think about was having a shoe thrown at my face, I would have no time to worry about silly little murderer fantasies, suffering serious concussion from my own trainers was much more likely to have in five minutes with my brothers. Good news, the good weather for the holy days (they didn't call yesterday easter Saturday, that's why it rained) and I have fallen in love with Dr Phil. Good night, feel sorry for my nights, so empty of trashy TV and verbal (don't forget physical, though) abuse. xx

crap.
that's a short winded depiction of my day. utter bull.

i got into a 15 and mass wasn't spectacularly boring (and KICK-ASS ruled) but overall...

crap.
i was talking to kayleigh and alex on the way home (i went to see KICK-ASS with them) and yet again, the idea for a sleepover occured ): they were like let's have a sleepover, it's the holidays! and i was all like i can't, i'm sick and they were all like ask your mum! and i was all like fine.
(enjoyed that dialog part right there)
anyway, and i had to explain why i can't have a sleepover
and it sucked
and reminded me that i can't have a sleepover
and that sucks
oh well
bye!
xx

hi
I promise I'll do better tomorrow
I got a one In Spanish
xx


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