Saturday day, I actually did nothing. Well, I watched my mum do people's hair and asked their opinion on which dress I should wear to Ella's party ( Read more... )

Was a pretty cool party ( Read more... )

Incubus will always make me happy.

Listen to fucking Test Icicles... they are the fucking shit. Aight ( Read more... )

...It poured like there was no tomorrow ( Read more... )

( shit loads of quizzes )

Oh, today was pretty boring. Lunch was so crap, I nearly cried.

I have come to realise that Mr Zettle always brings me up whenever he mentions alcohol. Like today...

Mr Zettle: "Basicly, 'lame' is when you are a bit slouchy/limping kind of thing... when you've had a bit to drink, nockin' back a few shots of vodka. Rita can relate."
Me: "Fucking ( Read more... )

In advance... Mario- You are tooootally gonna die in the smilie war tomorrow!

Damn we're cool!

Everyone....

My dad's new name is Pepito. Aight?

Also, I now have a ridiculously big clock in my kitchen. I reckon you should all come over and see it. Sounds like a party, to me!