Quasar!

Today was great!
I went to Lara's Quasar birthday party. It rocked - even though I had never played Quasar before. I was nervous. We were up against twenty year olds in the second round! We were shown up to a dark room with steps. It was hot and hard to breathe but eventually we got used to it. We then were talked through the instructions by this guy, and led into the arena. Me and Lara's friend stuck together as she had played before. There was red and blue team. There were people on our team we didn't know too. The arena was great - all dark, with tunnels and obsticles to hide, walls, everything. The sheilds we wore flashed our colour and turned yellow if we were shot. Every so now and then we had to refill our guns by using the energizer after we had had twenty-five kills. It was so fun!! The first round we were up against some boys around our age but younger. There was this really mean seven-year-old and he really hated me. For some reason, he kept shooting me like fifteen times. What the hell? Shoot someone else.
"Will you stop shooting at me!" I screeched for the tenth time. In the end I got him back and shot him well. I suprised myself at Quasar. Usually I absolutely suck at sports, but I'm not so terrifyingly bad at Quasar. But bad yes, but not too. Second round Annaley and Holly I stuck to, and we were up against 20-30 year olds with big beards and long hair and a mix of teen girls and guys. I improved the second time, but they were tough! I must admit I came last on my time on the first round, and one before last on my team in the second round. Holly unfortunately came last second :( But I've never played before, so obviously I wasn't a marvel at it. But I will definitely go again - I loved every minute of it! And if I was to go a third time - which I probably will this Easter, I will improve even more! Moving on, inbetween the first and second round, it was time for food! I had hot dog and fries and icecream! Then, the lights went out and in came the cake. And I will tell you, Lara WAS in for a real suprise!! She blew. The candles lit up again. Blew and blew again. In exasparation, Lara leaned closer. Her hair dangled near the flame. A flame got on her hair and caught fire. Panic Panic PANIC! Lara screeched and wacked her hair with her hands and Lara's mum ran over and did the same. I was totally blank for a few seconds, my mind a blurr, and then saw. Soon Lara got rid of the flame and the whole table burst into explosive laughter.
"Omygod, you were like aahhhh! And you were like this!" Kelly said, laughing her head off.
"Are you alirght?" Lara's mum sighed, releived, and asked Lara.
"You were just clapping your hands in your hair!" I giggled.
We all smelt Lara's hair. Ughhh, it smelt awful. Lara's mum told her to use lots of conditioner.
"Well, this is a birthday I'll never forget!" Laughed Lara.

Little bit of everything.

Today was a little bit of everything.
Little bit of annoyance, little bit of greatness (ate loads of icecream) little bit of meanness (Abi kept throwing me mean looks through maths) little bit of relaxation (eating out at Rissy's with Carryn ordering petite sandwhiches and lemonade and cookies) and a bit of weirdness (forming a line of toasters in Furcadia).
I really can't wait to go to DisneyLand Paris for my birthday...shopping sprees in french shops..eiffel tower...meeting minnie mouse...going to get a french manicure..and don't worry bloggers - I'll take the laptop with me so I can keep you informed on my adventures. We're staying In Paris at my dad's mate house (Aww they have five cats! And a parrot..wait 'till I teach it to say stuff like Kiki.) and we're gonna drive up to Disneyland everday and have breakfast and sleep at his place. He's wife I hear is nice too. We have to get up at 3:00or 4:00am in the morning to drive to the airport - so I'll have to pour cofee down me to stay awake, and I can never eat that early so I'll have to force-feed it or something, and off we'll be! My birthday is the 11th and we are staying for three days until the 12th. What I'm not looking forward to is when the holidays are over...Don't even wanna think about it. My holidays are looking pretty action-packed - 4th April Lara's Quasar (however you spell it) party - I can't wait! I have never played before but my dad taught me how yesterday - I know the basics and also I'm gonna wear all black - okay, okay people may think it weird, but if I wore white Its gonna be obvious where I am. Then later that week Carryn's coming round - then Russian Festival with Rosie - and then Paris! Busy me!

Putting myself in New shoes (Literally)

Putting Myself in the person's shoes - Literally.

Maths was crazy. We had the german teacher. He is funny. But insane. Really, double insane.
Some examples:
"Raise your pandy if someone is doing the play".. Pandy?? What the hell.
"You having fun down there?"(Him talking to the computer fixer thingymejeg) The class giggles and then "Get on with your work!"He screeches.
Big big cackle randomly after he teaches us a maths technique.
"Now we don't want shedloads of talking. Because shedloads of talking is not good." Shedloads? SHEDLOADS? What the hell all over again.
He wasn't even trying to make us giggle! He remarked so seriously what on earth are we laughing about everyone knew this was no joke. Weird. Getting to the main blog point: In drama - for our assesment - as our practical test for our grade - we have been asked in groups of four, five or six people to arrange a play ranging from 5-7 mins and no longer nor shorter. We have five weeks and in our own time and class time we have to practice and perfect it. We can do it on anything -but we were given a sheet. One with a shoe. The other with what looked like people saying goodbye. It could be based loosely or closely on this. I teamed up with Lara, Grace, Carryn and Nancy. As usual - you know me - forever writing stories. I had inspiration by the shoe. What about if there was this girl, and she knicks her sister (who's snobby and girlie and obsessed with make-up)'s high heeled party shoes. Then they turn out to be really lucky. She wins the lottery, meets her fave singer, ect. I discussed this with the group. Grace said about these people running away. Eventually, our group decided on the shoe thing. I was really chuffed. Then we added extra parts - Nancy and Carryn were playing my best friends, and they went shopping and got scratch cards and partied with me. Then they said I could be the girl! Yay! Lara was the sister (She was really good at it) and flicked through magazines and complained and acted furiously about the shoes - but she didn't know about the luck. Grace wanted to be the extra multi-roler who was the shopkeeper, maid, and cleaner..all with an added twist - we decided the mean shopkeeper who sold the lottery cards wanted to steal the scratch card so she got a job as a cleaner in the house. Then there are a few more roles - Lara and Grace then become my idol and his wife - and more. Carryn=Winnie. Nancy=Carly. Lara=we haven't ecided a name. Grace=Monica. Its really good so far - and Nancy is arranging special dates where we will gather in the library and practice. I hope we get a good mark. It should be very fun- Lara's got to wear a bucketful of make-up because she's the snobby one, Carryn is Winnie - the tomboyish one so she's got to wear baggy trousers and stuff, and me and Nancy have got to wear flashy girl stuff - and I have to borrow her red sparkly stilettoes.

Happy Birthday M&G!!!

Awww....My guinea pigs are two today!!!!!
Yes I know on the counter it says 2 years and one day..but its one day behind.
Awww! Wasn't it yesterday they were one month old???
Aww.
I'm throwing a mini piggie party aswell - We bought them some nice guinea pig chewy treats, some more food, lots of carrots (their favourite veggie!), and plenty of hay (I don't need to mention water - obviously its available at all times aswell as hay ect and normal stuff) we're also designing little party hats and we sung 'Happy Birthday'. Later when mum gets up (Asleep lazybones) and dad comes home from work we're giving them a cuddle.
So Happy B'day M&G!
Also..I'm sorry I haven't been able to write posts yesterday and the day before..Its been a bit busy! Yesterday I went to the flicks and saw 'The Young Victoria'. It was a truly great movie. I loved it. I never knew that Albert was so caring - to help her so much in her reign - and well - Victoria -she was so independant. And I'm glad - she followed her instincts - she followed her heart - and did what she thought best - rather than her uncle's wish. Also - it had a lovely ending - Her mum turned nicer, and Victoria and Albert had nine children and reigned happily for 20 years. I think that Victoria is a true person to be admired - she made a lot of history - and without the help Albert I don't think she would have made it so powerful - they were a great team. The Actor played Albert was greatly handsome too...And nearly all the characters were incredibly look-a-like to the photos of the real Albert And Victoria and Royal Family - I have a book on Queen Victoria. I have always found the Victorian Peroid my favourite time in History - its just so interesting. My mum used to be a History teacher, see - and I have a few books on Victorian times - and I am writing one at the moment set in Victorian Times - and the film of 'The Young Victoria' Has definitely helped me a lot, and I loved it! Also Day before yesterday I went to Nadia's House until six (we also went to the Nails Salon because Nadia's mum needed them painted - and me and Nadia had fun flicking through magazines, eating sweets and playing 'Guess Which Nail' ) and had a great trampolining lesson, and then after that my friends Lauren and Ellie took me cycling (It sounds fun but it was a nightmare because they took me on roads that my mum would freak out if she knew - so whenever they knock on my door - I am saying..uh, I have somwhere to go..or Just say I can't - only round the block. Oh well - at least I was safe - I cycled on the pavements). Cheerio! I'm going to do a crossword puzzle and listen to music - then settle down with some choccies and watch the new Bond Movie on DVD. Btw, Again Happy B'day M&G!

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"Many of life's failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up. "
Thomas.A.Edison.

Abi is a cow, And I rock!

Heya people!

Hi again!

Boy have I found something that will make me laugh every time I get up to go to school! I'm printing it out so I can hang/pin it above my bed. Hahhhhaa. You know like one of those 'You don't have to be made to work here but it helps' kinda slogan thingy? I found a kid's tweety version of that...check it out.

Anyways, school was gruelling, as usual. The good thing is..Mrs. Paton - Our Maths teacher - is not coming back until some day in April - so we have supply teachers for about one or two weeks, maybe a month. And that means.......NO MATH HOMEWORK! Yipee! The bad thing was Abi slapped me again today. Tweety...(Its rude to Say 'Oh my God' - so Can I say 'tweety?) Why didn't I just strangle that cow and give her a black eye. Okay - Strangling not realistic. But seriously I have so much fury in me because of her I have enough fury to give her a really awful black eye. Why, why, is getting in trouble with teachers pulling me back?? Its a matter of self defense, people. Abi so far has: Punched me three times, kicked me four times, tripped me up five times, Phoebe has pushed me, Abi has slapped me twice. Hmm, and I've done..ZILCH. Okay, I'm not going to hurt her in anyway. I'm good. The best revenge is success, and I am getting a book published (hopefully) whilst she'll be sitting on her butt trying to figure out the meaning of ignorance and what 2+2 is. Seriously, Once I told her she was the most ignorant person I met, and she said "What does ignrarance mean, innit?" And I was like "What you just said." Seriously, some people these days.

Penny for positive thoughts.

Yes, I am somehow in a very happy mood today!

Despite, as my friend Nadia knows, yesterday I had a little I-have-lost-myself-and-my-personality-and-my-identety-crisis. I had no idea who I was. Yes, Go ahead. You're probably thinking: Ok. This girl needs to be taken to an asylum. I don't blame you! Well, actually, I do. Because I don't need to be taken to an Asylum! I've sorted myself out. I went in the garden today, played on my swings and the slide,in herself. She loves to be unique and is stuck in the eighties, and before. Her clothes either co and the rocket made of thingymejig, thinking it through?

Who am I??

I'm a classy girl called Anna who's not really a maniac, though she's random and a little 'strange' according to some. She's confident but sometimes doesen't beleive me from nice little shops that no-one visits (So no-one can copy her) or when she's on holiday and spots unique little outfits. She's ever so slightly obsessed with people and bands like Audrey Hepburn, The Beatles, The Rolling Stones (Like you Nad!) and others. She has guilty pleasures of stuffing herself with chocolate mousse, and Loves 'Friends', aswell as 'Gilmore Girls'. She is more shy than people notice sometimes, but she's not scared to stand up to horrible, cruel, ignorant people and be (a little too) blunt. She dosen't really like sticking with crazes like other people, though she'll guiltily, but occasionally - go out and buy something because her friends go on about it. She loves Nature and her most important ambition is to become an author with her friend Nadia. She admires others, but never really shows her personality. She hopes one day she'll be able to let it out, but she is often confident-lacking at certain things. This girl also adores perfume, like 'Darling' my Kylie Minouge, Elizabeth Taylor's Fragnance, Harajuki Lovers (Message once again to Nadia: No, No Nadia - not copying you - I'm getting the other one! Not the blonde one, the one with black hair called 'Love' - is it OK for me to buy it? Not copying you, saw it in Vogue.) and others. She's always there to listen, even though she does most of the talking!

She= Me.

And I'm so glad I know who I am. Also yesterday was fun, I enjoyed trampolining with my friend!

Hehhheee

GYesterday was funny! At least the first two peroids anyway.
~What happened in P.E~
Nadia and Grace were fab, they shot a goal in Netball!
We basically mucked around when we had a bit of free time, going on about our 'Winnie the Pooh club' - Well, it started when I mentioned that my friend Carryn reminded me of Winnie. I frequently call her that now. And now we've got a whole club - I'm Eeyore, Grace and Nadia (I dunno which) are Piglet, Roberta is Tigger (Because of her red/gingery hair) and Lara is the bunny, because of her hair colour. We walked around the P.E Netball court, blabbering on about which character we were.
"Girls, stop talking about Winnie the Pooh. Concentrate. Now, moving on about dodging.." Miss thingymejeg (what was her name again?) said.
We giggled, blushing.
"You can both be Piglet, then," I said to Grace and Nadia, ignoring the teacher in a whisper.
"I wanna be piglet." Nadia laughed.
"Hmm. Can I be that bunny, wasshername?" Lara chipped in.
"Girls! You're not still going on about Winnie the Pooh, are you?" The teacher moaned, rolling her eyes and laughing.
We laughed, the whole class had overheard. (Giggle)
~What happened In Technology~
Omgosh, I was so Naughty!!!! Me and Iona were bored sick. So we painted our nails with the paint we were supposed to be using on our Mitre joints (we were making wooden picture frames). Then after that, we got bored again. I glanced at my apron. Then the pink paint.
"Omgosh let's paint the apron pink!" I joked, laughing.
"Okay!" Said Iona, taking me seriously. I agreed then too. We started dabbing on loads of pink, until the whole pocket of the apron was a nice, pink. We had to keep mixing red with white! Nadia came over and funnily dabbed a spot of blue. "Doh! You spoiled my lovely pink!" I moaned, giggling. I smudged it in, so it was half baby blue, half peachy pink. Ms. Shepard, our tech teacher came past at that moment. Me, Nadia and Iona exchanged glances. I sat on my seat, neutral. As Ms. Shepard approached, I quickly moved into my seat, beneath the desk, so the desk covered my apron.
Then Ms. Shepard said, "Come to my desk so we can sort your tech book out," I gasped. Oh no. She would see my apron. I ripped it off quickly, running to the hanger with aprons. I tore my pink one off and got another one (which wasn't better - someone had painted a breast on it from a while ago) and ran up to her, releived. Iona wiped her forehead, releived also. Few minutes later, The technition came in. She held up the apron.
"Girls. This is still wet. Whoever did it, this is school property, school money. You will NOT be in trouble, but you have 5 minutes to admit you were the one who did it, whoever it was."
it was funny! Nadia and Iona started talking loudly about random rubbish stuff like were was the glue and stuff -Hahhaa! I tried to avert my eyes from the teacher. After the speech I ran up to Iona and Nadia. "We have to tell her, you know," I said, almost shaking at the knees. Nadia and Iona agreed to come up and thought it was a good idea. We thought we would go to Miss.Hine (the head of YR7) but we didn't. Because we were honest, luckily Iona and Nadia just had to wash it (And they had fun, laughing their heads of while they scrubbed) and I only had to sit there watching Miss write a note. But I will never paint aprons again, it was just funny! Probably the naughtiest thing I've done ever at any school - And that's not too bad actually. Science went bad, But I won't go into it. I'm happy happy happy today though - I'm going round Nadia's (my friend at school & my author companion) house today at 4.00 to play on her Trampoline!
♥

Funerals...I miss you.

Yesterday I attended my Great Aunt's funeral. She was actually, and still is -biologically, my Once Removed Grandmother. She was a truly wonderful person, and I am not saying that because I am scared to talk ill of the dead, or because I want to sound nice. She was a wondeful person. She was kind, she was generous -- but she was always there for me. She helped me with my inspiration for writing. She used to write me letters, asking me how the story writing went. I loved her so much and I never managed to say how much I appreciated her. Yesterday I was allowed obviously to take the day of school. I, in suprising shock realized it was the day. The day I was to watch my beloved Aunt being buried. I played around a bit - quite worried and nervous - I had never really been to a funeral; well, I had to My Great Grandmother, whom I loved a huge amount, more than words can say, but when I went to the funeral I was so young I didn't really understand she was dead, let alone remembered what I was supposed to do. So you see, It was kind of the first time I'd been to a funeral, that I understood. It was a load of pressure. I dressed up in a lovely outfit - My mum's £70 Reese Skirt (Gosh, that is one of the most expensive skirts I've worn and I felt like I was wearing a skirt with five pound notes pasted all over it) ; it was black with pleats and two huge golden buttons on the top of it on each side, and a silky(ish) rim below the pleats. Matching it I wore a pleated woolly black top with cut off sleeves, which I liked, a studded black diamond Alice Band, and white and silver pumps, and a ring and A black kitty bag ; along with dabbing Rose lip balm into my lips and coating my eyes in tanned shadow. We had a bit of a hysterical drive there, nearly being late - The road was closed and Mum took one and a half hours to get ready (I'm serious and its a long story) But we eventually got there. We walkeda about the graveyard. We couldn't find where the service was being held. We saw mournful faces, faces old with age and missing their relatives, we saw people talking and comforting another. We walked around. Dad finally stopped at one place, which seemed Like Aunt Pat's funeral service and asked politely;
"This is for Patricia Kemp?"
"Yes, Yes." Said the Priest, with sympathy in his voice.
We walked in, I put all my elegance into it. I tried to hold my head up, and walked straight. The music began, I think, and the Preist came in. He said a speech about my Aunt Patricia that I won't repeat or I shall burst into explosive tears. It was beautiful. As my name was mentioned as her Granddaughter, I got a gulp in my throat. I never really knew she was my Grandma. People told me I was her distant neice, which I was, but if you see what I mean. I also never knew her son died. And two of her twins. That hit me quite hard, that did. We were asked to bow our heads to prayer with the Preist. As I did I had to keep biting my lip to prevent me from crying. I tried to be as well-behaved as possible, bowing my head, showing sympathy to Great Aunt Patty's poor soon, Alan - who was about thirty or so and looked very upset. We had to sing hymns and I tried to sing well but my voice was kind of drained in all the other older people's voices, as their voices were deeper. My mum didn't even sing. She's cruel, my mum, and I won't go into it. She refused to actually go to the funeral. And when she came, the first thing she worries about in the middle of a speech is she bursts into angry whispering about why I'm not wearing my black matching Cardie. Dear oh Dear. But I did not get distracted, even when she slapped my finger at my ring that was 'too flashy' (remarked by my mum, but it wasn't flashy- it was casual), me and dad made up for it by being there for Aunt Pat. At the end of the indoor service, and me gulping nearly crying as she, my Grandmother, was brought in my smart-in-suits men, solemnly holding her coffin on their shoulder. Then we went to the graveyard, another time a prayer was said, and I can say one of the saddest things that ever happened to me was watching her in the coffin being lowered by ropes deep in the ground, but throughout the funeral, I felt someone was with me, and I knew exactly that it was her. I am still sad about it, of course, but she is watching over me, and I know still she is encouraging me with my writing, laughing with her friends as she used to, and still sending me little Birthday cards up where she is and signing them with her lovely handwriting I remember so vividly. After the funeral mum messed up entirely, causing everyone to suffer and sacrifice for her as everyone does for her. One day I hope someone will finally say 'no' to her. I have never known someone who gets everything and always gets their way like her. I am not the kind of person who likes to thing poorly of people like that, I don't - I am meerly saying sometimes I wish she could have that, kind of, normal instinct - that mums are supposed to have. I do love her though. And I loved Great Aunt Patty too. Another adventure I had - Was....I MET JACQUELINE WILSON THE AUTHOR!!!! AT 6.00PM YESTERDAY I WENT TO HER BOOK SIGNING...SHE TALKED TO MEEE! I WILL UPLOUD THE PICS TOMORROW!

Shoes rock!

I know - This is my 2nd post today! I just forgot something.....shoes. Shoes, shoes shoes! I sound shallow now..but they're loyal, they never let you down (until your heel breaks off!), but.....

[Look at the picture on the side]

Its true, Cinderella is proof that a pair of shoes can change a girl's life! They can! You know, shoes are important...they support the rest of your body wherever you go, they don't even get tired even though they carry you around everywhere!

Sorry I didn't write a post yesterday. It was a pretty normal day:


Got up, had breakfast (Hot Chocolate and Croissant)


Then went for a morning run outside and did some excercise, fed Guinea pigs (Monty and Ginger♥ ), then played more in the garden.


Read a few chapters Of Harry potter and The Deathly Hallows (Last book, read it about 18 times and I'm still lovin' it)


Then played on Furcadia (A game on the computer)


Then went back to reading.


Had Lunch.


Turned the radio up loud and danced like a maniac for about three hours (I couldn't help it, the songs on radio one were awesome as usual)


Made a card for my next door neighbour (very nice old lady called Doris) and popped it through her door.


Watched a bit Of 'Star Wars' (My 28 year old and 26 year old brother just moved house, and they were clearing all the junk and stuff when they found it and passed it on to me. I'm quite girly but actually its quite good, and its a set of 3 of the series)


Curled myself up in a blanket then watched 'Pcsych' (I can never spell it..sorry) and then 'Friends' You know me - I'm crazy about 'Friends'! And so basically that was yesterday..quite plain really. But today should be more fun. So anyways, something people didn't know necessarily is that I'm an elouai freak too. Elouai? What's elouai? Its when you create dolls of yourself on the computer --Here are mine, check them out! This is roughly what I look like.


The main part I like about Elouai is it has rockin' clothes you can put on your doll...that's the point in fact. And you choose from over 2000 noses alone! That's detailed people! So is 300 hairstyles for just the colour blonde! http://www.elouai.com/ and then click 'dollmaker'. I use Candybar 3. Also the Roommakers rock too! P.S I know the pose thingy is dodgy...some elouai clothes just fit like that and it looks ..but I didn't make it pose like that!
The doll also, turned out smaller when I put it onto blog, so view full size (please do) on
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You fooled me, but I stayed true..

So I may have been tricked....

<<<[Rewind] [to Science today]

"I'll give you £2 if you stay quiet until half two." Emily says.

I sigh. Its al tricks. Last time I did this cheeky little con I ended up without a penny and a sore throat and it took me half an hour to get the hang of talking again.

"Fine. I suppose I have nothing to loose - I mean, I don't even feel like chatting," -That was me, and my thoughts.

"Fine, Em! But you have to promise!" I said, not sure.

She shook my hand truthfully, and said 'I promise'.

"I'll pay you £6 if you stay quiet until hometime!" Ella chipped in.

No way. I do not trust Ella. But I agreed, being made to. So I was quiet, until 2 mins until hometime, when I let out a tiny gasp as I accidently scratched myself on the neck. How on EARTH, does gasping qualify as talking?? I knew this would happen, how could I be so stupid???

"Emily, I may not have gained money, But I stayed true to myself. I shook your hand that I would remain quiet and I did. Even though your con infuriates me, I have lost nothing at all -- I have proven myself I can keep a promise well, and I know that your comment on gasping was unfair," I said, proudly.

So eventually she saw my point and murmered she would give me £2 on Monday but I didn't care anyway. It was Red Nose Day today as you know, and I wore a red and white waistjacket 2-in-1 stripey and dotty hoodie, skinny jeans, Red 'Tweety' socks, and a white furry coat and my school pumps, with a woven bag with a red flower on it.

A bully is however strong you let it be.

Hiya, all!

Missed me?? Ahhh, Anna is here!

Well, today after school I went trampolining club with Carryn, as I didn't have very much to do after school. It was a nightmare. N-I-G-H-T-M-A-R-E. Abby and Phoebe were there. I actually didn't even get on the trampoline, As I was so worried Abby would burst out laughing, like she does in everything I do. Anyways, so Abby had to start one of her stupid little rows with me. I just ignored her, which some how never works because it seems to trigger her anger button. Then, she started kicking me under the trampoline, but under it so no-one would see. That crafty, little, stupid ignorant, horrible cow. Then she walked by, pretending to smile, and punched me in the back. My teeth seethed together to stop it being sore, but I made my face remain neutral, giving Abi the utter dismay that her measly punch hadn't worked. I quickly whispered what Abi had done when Abi was bouncing up and down, up and down like some kind of ill bunny rabbit who couldn't jump properly.

Actually, I kind of screamed it out to Carryn, rather than whispering. I suddenly started bashing my arm on the trampoline's edge, muttering insults to myself about Abi. News spread round about what Abi had done, and Abi blushed, going red, and trying to murmer about it was an accident and all that rubbish and not replying when others wondered why she had hit me.

"Carryn let's go tell Miss Harker!" Though at the time, I thought the teacher's name was Miss O'hanalan, the other P.E teacher, but that dosen't matter.

Carryn nodded and I went up to the teacher.

"Miss Harker- that girl there- Abi, she kept kicking me under the trampoline so no-one would see and then she punched me on the back." I said.

At the minute Abi saw I was telling she turned her back, ashamed that the teacher knew, and Abi was pretending nothing happened. She got told off, though, and I'm glad. I'm so so glad. She's so horrible - that Abi, and so sly.

She didn't really bother me after, and when Miss Harker flashed Abi a look after 'Say sorry' Abi just grumbled it, and Carryn and me both agreed that there was an air of something, you know like..not truthful, kind of with a hint of irony...or that kind of look 'You cow Anna', but I just walked home and got a lift with Carryn's mum. While I told the story to Carryn's mum - who's vey understanding actually-, she gave me some advice: A bully is only as strong as you let it to be. The only person that can stop a bully is the victim. She also said, if she punches you, puch her back. "But I'll get told off by the teacher!" I moaned to Leisel (Carryn's mum).

"Well, yes - but wouldn't it be worth it? You tell the teacher she did it first, and you'll still get in trouble - but Its worth never getting bullied by her again, because she'll know not to mess with you, right? She'll have a blue nose and you'll get told off, but you see how worth it is?"

So, but I'm not the 'punching' type girl, I can hardly say 'boo' to a goose - I'm a softie, but I am actually quite strong in fighting, but I've never felt the need to use it. But maybe, if I ever really really want to get back at Abi, and she pulls my final string, I might give her a punch in the nose. But I'm not giving her a black eye - its not very ladylike. I'm just saying I'm not getting into any violent fights, but I will stand up for myself. The pic shows that you can walk through a crowd of bullies (In a cat's point of view) and not be scared.

JUSB

So today was cool. We had this band/duet/rapper come to our school, who is famous. His name's JUSB, and he's a singer that runs this youth thing called JUSB. Its to like get young teens of the street and stuff (Not that I am, its just this youth community), and they have these really cool facilities! They have a cafe', they have this is the main part - they have a recording studio!!!!!! Where you can do your own CD and you sing into the microphone with headphones and record it and stuff. Ed and Jay, my two brothers are good at that sorta thing, so I can show them want I've learnt when I next use there recording disc thingy. Also they have a T.V, loads of games, they go on trips; and they have different courses. They have the Baseline project, which they do where you can record your song with proffessional Recording Artists, and they remix it and stuff, and you can record it with your friend, and they'll help you with lyrics. You only have to pay £1 for recording as it is set up by the Government! For the FNX project, (Friday Night Experience) for 11-13 year olds, they have the music studio, games consoles, IT suite with internet access, film studio where you can make and edit films, arts and crafts activities, a TV, and a café area serving snacks. Cool, huh? Anyways, after school I decided to phone mum and say I'll be late home, as I decided to go to Footie club with Carryn at Bullers Wood. I must admit I hate football, but it was fun to play football with Carryn, as she didn't tease me that I hardly knew how to kick a ball!!! Just as well I didn't get embaressed as only 3 people turned up at Football club today! Carryn's mum then gave me a lift home. I then got cracking on my wonderful house In Furcadia, then read a bit, and then had dinner.

PLEASE READ.

Yeah, today was...well, flashback to this morning and yesterday evening;
So, I really wanted to make a change today at school. I wanted to be the best person I could be. Let everything out. So I made a list of what I would do today. And I completed it. No-one noticed my kind doings (Seriously, I count giving out 19 compliments and I get three in return, but at least it made me feel good),
And here was my list;
give 18 compliments. (Can't even remember which people but I remember meaning what I said, and I felt good about giving these compliments, it made me happy)
Wave at a friend (Waved to Carryn)
Ignore a bully (Phoebe)
Stick up for someone. (I stuck up for Megan when Diana was bossing her around, - btw, these are girls in my school)
Smile randomly. (This I did to people I don't usually hang with, and they returned it, which gave me a good mood).
Invite someone to lunch (I did this with Iona, but she didn't really understand what I meant, but still, I just sat with Carryn. I was planning on asking Laura M. the girl who everyone hates because they say she looks like a fish [I don't judge by looks btw neither does my group of friends Nad, Carry & Grace] but she wasn't in today)
Be proud of yourself for the kindness (I'll move onto that).
And I did a range of other stuff. But at the begining of art, I was slowly feeling - that everything, everything I had put so much effort in was falling to peices. Phoebe had noticed, as I had smiled at her before lessons, hoping she wouldn't be horrible again. But no, she knew I was changing a bit of my personality and she really, desperately wanted to frustrate me. I had just completed my list (I told no-one about this list apart from Carryn, Phoebe didn't know, but she could tell I was suddenly 'nicer'). She came up to me, smiling sarcastically, saying "Hi, Sophie, you're so boring." { Don't ask about the Sophie part} She then spread a rumour I prank-called her, when yesterday my phone broke because she sent me 5 prank calls saying she was Carryn so she could know all my secrets. To get even, I regret, I prank called her back saying I was 'Sophie'. So she spread all this rumour, I pranked called her, without mentioning she broke my phone prank calling me first, let alone FIVE times. Least of my problems, she locked me out of the Art block, and I was really worried I'd be late or something, what If I couldn't get in for the whole art lesson? Nad (you rock, and thanks!) then pushed the door open, angry at Phoebe and wanting her to stop, and I was let in. I don't think anyone saw but Phoebe then grabbed my arm after I accidently pulled her hair, and it hurt a lot. She then, Oh then, poured my water bottle all over the floor. Then, THEN. I couldn't contain myself, I forgot the list, and approached her, screaming so loud in her face so that the entire group of dinner ladies rushed forward and jumped with fright.
"LEAVE ME ALONE! I'D LIKE YOU TO STOP NOW! JUST STOP, STOP! I HATE YOU SO SO MUCH PHOEBE, THIS HAS BEEN GOING ON FOR TOO LONG! I HATE YOU, JUST STOP TRYING TO FRUSTRATE ME!" I screamed so loud my voice hurt, and everyone came out of queing, turning to me, but I wasn't even looking. I didn't even know what I had done 'till I ran out of the classroom where we were queueing to come in, and burst into explosive crying, running behind a locker. I couldn't even stop. Nad, Iona, Megan and the lot (the good side) came running after me, but it had been to sudden and I didn't know what had happened. I cannot tell you the fury that had run through me as I screeched at Phoebe, looking into her ignorant face. It wasn't even me, I just..exploded. It all ran through me, and It was louder than you can imagine. So many people thought there was a murdering or something, and Phoebe just stood there, just, just with her eyes bulging. She was utterly taken-a-back. And I'm glad I did it. She's stopped it now. Those minutes I exploded I was filled with anger, with fury, embaressment as two teachers came running, hearing my bellowing (and even if the teachers implied I had anger problems), I realized, why am I crying? I have completed the last thing on my list. I had become proud of myself, that I had peace now. It took me the whole art lesson to realize that, and lots of understanding chats with Iona, but I have a clear concscience, and Phoebe is scared to go near me now, because she knows if she tries to bully me anymore, that happens again. The teachers coming up was real embaressing, and Nadia and Iona tried to hint to the teachers I had every right to scream at horrid Phoebe, but, you know what? Why does it matter? As for the kindness list, I will repeat it over and over again, doing each thing on the list, every day.

[PrincessWOWness..♥ - maybe for the time being, at peace with herself]

Sorry!

I know, I know - no post from me in 4 days!
I usually write 2 a day.
I'm so so so sorry, guys!
Have some Hot Chocolate, sit down.
I'm happy happy because I've got a little flat, small and cosy and a big house on Furcadia! Yayyy! Its really upset me the House Nadia did up for me was taken by someone, but I have managed to find the same furniture she did, so it looks similair.
So, I haven't really been able to think of anything to write (blogwise) recently.
Shall we talk about Jade Goody?
Well, I always hated her, chavvy, vulgar, racist, ect. But I really think that her last months she's coped with it so well, and she inspired other women with cancer. She's kinda made a change for the better, if you see what I mean - She apologized to the public about her racist comments, burst out crying and said a really meaningful speech that you can watch on youtube. I'm glad she's making a fund for her kids - obviously, but what me and my mum were confused about - why does she need funds? She's already got millions out of her 'Big Brother' appearance.
Moving on, moving on.
Rhianna. Poor her. I hear rumours she's still going out with Chris? No way. You can't still go out with him, Riri, he's a criminal :s

Hmm..Good day!

I'm seriously on a role with Bailefall!

(The book I'm currently writing)

You want an extract? Just comment on this post.

Its awesome, the main character is a girl named Kelsey, and she goes to this Performing Arts Boarding School where she finds friends, enimies, mysteries, romance, and loads more!

Its awesome!

SO, I had a good day at school. CC is on tomorrow.

I spent lunchtime in the sportshall at my school, playing netball with Carryn, and I walked out of school with my friend Katie from Y9, and then found myself walking with a girl I knew from Maths, but barely, and eating raw pasta with her and talking random! (Don't ask!)

The bully award SO goes to Abi and Phoebe

Arrrgghhhh. Sob sob. STUPID, IGNORANT COWSSSSSS!
Yes, that is not the way to start a post.
How are you?
Yes, I'm fine. NO I'm not.
So, for the past two weeks I have been bullied by (SCARY MUSIC AND HORROR MOVIE SCREAM)...ABI AND PHOEBE.
So the first few days I ignored it and just walked away. That is now, I am SO sorry..IMPOSSIBLE. They actually bothered to try and follow me effing home. Then Abi called me a fat slag. Yeaahh, right, I'm the slag?? Hmm, something dosen't sound correct. And then on my way from science, when I ignore all her stupid remarks she trips me up and I have to walk behind her because tripping me up is her latest hobby of being horrible to me. UGHHHH! I hate her and Phoebe SO much. Phoebe naturally sticks up for her friend (You know what, I bet even Abi dosen't like Phoebe but, whatever) and says I'm the one bullying her for being dyslexic. I do NOT even bully people, let alone be horrible to them If they're dyslexic. The truth is (and I've had other people agree with me so I can make a decision of what I really think of those two bullies) is they are ignorant, cruel, careless, excuse-making idiots who get pleasure off making someone upset. When I said they were very arrogant, they didn't even know what it meant. They are so ignorant, and proving my point, when they were really really being nasty I told them that and they went 'What do Igrarent meaan?". Yup. They ugggghhhh, I HATE THEM! They always delibrately sit next to me in the dining hall, and they always twist the story when I try to talk to others about it shreiking "What? She's the one teasing me for being dyslexic, innit it ain't ma fault!" Again with the dyslexia! I'm NOT saying anything about that! But personally I am considering she is dyslexic, but the thing is; and I hate to say it but its true; she's using it as an excuse. I mean, dyslexic is when you have a disability to read, sometimes to learn, no offense, but Dyslexia does not cause IGNORANCE, does it? I know you are thinking that I just can't put myself in the other person's shoes and that I just don't understand the properties of dyslexia, and that I think she is delibrately being ignorant to annoy me, whatever you think, but I want to let it all out. She is mean, and that however is no property of dyslexia. She is conceited, ditto. She never hands her homework and many times at Babington she has stated "Oh i don care I couldn't be bovered to do it who cares. It is boring and stupid and silly so what?"
Yeah, yeah one more thing: I never ever once even mentioned Phoebe's or Abby's dyslexia to them, and never even called them names. How random is their excuse though? Actually, I didn't even know they were dyslexic. It was them who chose me as a victim, then I ignored them (which made them more angry) and they are just...B-U-L-L-I-ES. I'm not the only one..
BRING INTO THE COURT MY WITNESSES; Carryn, Grace, Nancy, Megan. They've got no witnesses at all, uh, um why? 'cause I didn't do ANYTHING!

Ughhh

Hiya! Today's post won't be a very long one, I'm afraid! :( I've got to be off to school soon. Ugh. I really hate that groggy feeling you get when you realize its a Monday, and its not the weekend anymore. No watching telly, or just lazing around. The dreaded, the awful......S C H O O L.
I almost feel like saying "I'm ill.." every single Monday, but I'm not like that. The main reason is I couldn't buy a mask to do my Drama Homework. Its the credit crunch, I can't just go out and buy a £10 mask! But I did do the rest of the homework, which was researching some Greek words and Meanings. Anyway, Oops! Dad's just called me for Breakfast!

-------------------------------Shopping Poppy, Card-crafting once more!

Hahhaha! Yes, lovely to see you all again!
Finally, finally, - Yesterday my Laura Ashley set arrived! I opened it and it was Lovely! It has 72 different sheets of traditional L.A designs, all of them beautiful; flowery, dotty, stripy, all things you can think of! Also my dovecraft party pop-up puff stickers arrived, too! They're a really good company, you know (Not L.A, well they are, but I mean the place I buy all my craft equipment) and they sent me a catalouge, too. I'll probably order next the New Daisy and dandelion TM stickers set and stamps next from decoupage, and I've also put a red mark around the girlie clear stamps from Papermania ♥. Its so good to be crafting again! I've made one for my friend Rosie, and one for my soon-to-be sister in law, Also called Anna. Its also good I have found the top card-suppliers, and have chosen the two ones which I will buy all my equipment from, they are very good value, and I love all their products. Mind, these shops are in Sussex and a long way away, so I have to order by post or online.
Anyway,
If you look back eight I think, Or on my post menu, you will see the 'Wild Child' post I did! I am still saving, but I really can't wait 'till I can get all those outfits out of Wild Child.
Okay, what else Can I talk about?? Hmm...
Oh yes! I do love it when people post comments, so all followers, please write! You may think I'll probably be busy and won't have time to read them, but I always get this excited feeling when I click 'read comments' as I love to reply and see other people's opinions. Well, thats about it for today! I love you all,

..♥PrincessWOWness..♥