How cute and lovely and COUGHY.

HI!
Listen I am so so sorry about not posting, guys. Its been ages, I know, I know. I have been so busy.
So today:
I had a coughing fit, everyone was scared and I nearly passed out because I couldn't breathe. And this was queing up for art class.
I did a drawing of a butterfly and sat next to Grace - which made me extremely jealous as her drawing is so much better than mine.
I went back on to furc, and am glad I quit my job at Sparkling.
Carryn came round after school because her mum was taking ages and we ate choc icecream and nattered, and I also gave her a leaflet from Disneyland because she is going for her birthday - same as I did in April for my birthday. I also showed her the photo of me and Minnie and some other momentoes.
Over the weekend, I went on Saturday and Sunday to markets. On saturday I went to Borough market and we bought some cheese (I think) and stuff. (I went with mum) Then Sunday Blackheath. Mum got into a massive row with the shopkeeper on the sweet stall, and it was all really embaressing. In the end, I was a happy bunny with a freebie bag of sweets the shopkeeper gave me to compensate for all the rowing.
I also, in the time I have not posted have done many other things. Dear oh dear, Its time to make a pact.
I, PrincessWowness..♥ Promise to write a post at least every other day unless I am kidnapped by aliens or am on a holiday with no computer. I promise to fill my posts with Happiness, Joy, grumpiness, rantings, endless natters, poetical and literate writing, and the odd limeric. I promise that I will reply to every question posted by other readers and I will keep all major events informed on blogger and post fun pictures and gossip.
Wohoo.
Also, our house has the official {SOLD} sign up now in my garden. Mmm. Our landlord is selling the house. We are now looking for properties and I am very excited. Only about 12 months until I'm finally living in a house we can call RIGHTFULLY OURS. Its been like living in a blimmin' Circus, moving every year. It started when I was five, when I lived in a house we owned. Mum decided she didn't like the house - so we moved out. But the housing market was very very high price then, so we decided to rent. That house was the best. I loved it so. It was our 'dream' house as my parents called it. It was big, spacious, and pretty. We had really nice neighbours with a daughter called Ciara who was really nice, they were from Ireland. Next door we had an old couple called Rod and Sue, who's granddaughter Roseanna was very good friends with me, and we used to sneak through eachothers fences and play while Rod and Sue were in the house. Later on, Rod's son died because he was drunk and was on the trails of a trainstation. He was killed by the electricity. So poor Rod was so sad he didn't talk to us that much from then. Then eventually we had to move out, but we had stayed there a good four whole years. The longest I've stayed in a house. So then we moved here. I have a {nice?} school - which I don't really enjoy too much, I enjoyed my old one - but I have a few friends. The neighbours are old and grumpy, and the guy opposite me is fifteen and I am seriously freaked out by him and he's a chav. But you know - this is a lovely house. The garden is ginormous and has so many flowers and trees. And we have a Kitchen, Dining room, Reception/Lounge, 2 bathrooms, 3 bedrooms (one is a study), separate shower suite room. But I can't wait for my next house. Only one more wretched rent.
So rent ranting is over. Now what? Oh little things. In conclusion, I'm glad you've catched up! Me and my friend Nadia got a detention in English (I'm a Marvel at English - not meaning to be boastful, and its O.K to talk a LITTLE bit. Ms Johns. is lazy and annoying - and she's always late for class - but if we were late - she'd shout at us) and it was the most fun detention. She told us to go to B11 (Its a room) and we did. She didn't turn up. So me and Nadia chatted on and then when we went looking for her, wondering where she was - we met her halfway down the corridor.
"Your supposed to be in my office girls," She said, confused.
"You said B11," Me and Nadia muttered to eachother.
"Nevermind, you've done your time anyway," Mrs Jhons waved her hands and continued walking. What kind of a detention is that? So sometimes you can take advantage of these situations - I finally got to go home, but you'd expect teachers to care more.
NOTE: Name of teacher has been changed for minor reasons concerning...Oh you get what I mean. READ BELOW: URGENT.
Bye guys! I can't WAIT to post again tomorrow. I'm so happy happy I'm back on blogger! ♥
Also, I'm not getting enough comments. So here, underneath; I want you to write a joke. I'm gonna judge the best joke and you will be mentioned with a little photoshopped award with your blog name on it. Ok? Guys, this isn't one little thing. I NEED comments! Rules: Mild rude humour aloud, but know your limits. Jokes on subjects in this post will be awarded extra marks.
Jokes must not contain racism, sexism, or any kind of offensive nature to any person. And people, try not to make jokes about any poor cute animal dying or anything like that.