| It's finally over. |
[May. 19th, 2006|03:32 pm] |
Congratulations to everyone in year eleven at St Joseph's R.C High in Wrexham. We made it out alive!
Good luck with whatever you choose to do. Some of you I will see at the exams but some of you I won't so I just want to let you know that the past five years have been extremely memorable. There hae been good times and bad times, but I'm sure we've all come out of it better people.
Some quick thank-yous to those who have made it so fabulous:
The Soli and Savio house teams, for giving me so many happy memories and the most precious thing I own - my faith.
Heidi Roe and Ruth Massey, for being kick-ass teachers. Am I damned for that?
Lititia, Chembo, Bethan, Sarah and Sophie, for making me cry on Record of Achievement evening with your beatuful singing.
Benjamin S. For helping me to realise what I want in a guy. Call me when you're single!
Ben H, Jack and Reiss, for being the funniest fuckers in town. I am so proud to call you my friends.
Rachel and Lyndsey. I love you. Need I say more?
Yale is going to be awesome. New friends, new memories and fresh starts.
Farewell forever St. Joseph's Roman Catholic High School. |
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[May. 15th, 2006|09:55 pm] |
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| |  morose | ] |
| [ | Music |
| | Dani California - Red Hot Chili Peppers | ] |
Today is Tuesday. Tomorrow is Wednesday, and the day after that is Thursday.
On Thursday, I finish school. Forever.
My first GCSE exam is a week today. English Literature - oh the joys of A View From The Bridge and The Turn Of The Screw. Thankfully, I think I may be quite good at English Lit, therefore I'm not worrying that much. But come Tuesday morning and I'll be sweating like a nun in a brothel - I'm sure of it.
I honestly cannot wait to leave school. The past five years have been hell for me, and it makes me sad that I'll look back on my high school years with sadness and hatred. But I guess I have to move on - onwards and upwards as they say.
College is a fresh start, a new beginning. One half of me can't wait, the other half is terrified. College seems so... grown up. And I definately do not feel grown up.
Why is nothing ever simple? |
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| uh-oh spagetti o's |
[May. 11th, 2006|10:10 pm] |
So I just posted my very first fanfiction in ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif) slashypunkboys and for some reason I'm actually quite nervous about how people are going to respond. I think it's because i've never really done anything like this before, so I have no idea if I suck at it or not. |
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| Tell me what you're thinking... |
[May. 11th, 2006|06:57 pm] |
| [ | Location |
| | Out of my mind | ] |
| [ | Mood |
| |  anxious | ] |
| [ | Music |
| | Everybody's gone to war - Nerina Pallot | ] |
Title: Tell me what you're thinking...
Chapter: 1
Author: ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) fatal_kisses27
Pairing: Gerard Way/Bert McCracken
Rating: PG13
P.O.V: Third person
Disclaimer: I don't own anyone featured here (no matter how much I wish I did), it's all fiction so don't sue me.
Notes: This is my first ever fanfiction so I apologise in advance if it's really bad. I do tend to babble on about nothing so if it sucks at some points I'm really sorry. I'm only half way through the second chapter so I really have no idea where this story is going to go. All comments (good or bad) are appreciated.
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| Let's get creative! |
[May. 10th, 2006|09:32 pm] |
Ok, so I want in on the whole fanfiction thing. I'm writing something at the moment but i'm not sure how good it's gonna be because I haven't done anything like this before. But i'm going to stick with it and see how things pan out.
Random question: Why doesn't Action Man have a penis?
I mean, come on. It's just not right to screw with kids' heads like that. Is it a man? Is a woman? Is it a manwoman? |
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| It Seemed So Real.... |
[May. 8th, 2006|09:18 pm] |
| [ | Location |
| | Wrexham | ] |
| [ | Mood |
| | sad | ] |
| [ | Music |
| | Steady, As She Goes - The Reconteurs | ] |
I hate dreams. I cannot stand them. When I actually fall asleep long enough to have a dream, they're always the ones I really don't want to wake up from. It's like God is dangling in my face everything that i've ever wanted, but yanks it away when I reach out...
( Read more... ) |
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| Scarred, seriously. |
[May. 7th, 2006|11:22 pm] |
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Today, I saw Pete Wentz's penis in my inbox. After purposly avoiding every site that even mentioned Fall Out Boy, I though I had actually managed to dodge a bullet, so to speak. But then there it was, in all it's close-up glory. I vomited in my mouth a little, then proceeded to gauge my eyes out with the drinks straw I was holding at the time. The funny part was the picture etched on his stomach - it looked like some sort of pokemon. |
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| I have arrived. |
[May. 7th, 2006|07:43 pm] |
| [ | Location |
| | In my room | ] |
| [ | Mood |
| |  impressed | ] |
| [ | Music |
| | Move Along - All American Rejects | ] |
Wow, I cannot believe I haven't discovered this site sooner. How on earth did I get by? But since I have had my eyes opened to the world of blogging goodness, you may be seeing a lot more of me.
Don't all cheer at once. |
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