Good morning Blog!! Okay, so I'm thinking I might try and be abit mad today and put some colours and stuff on this. Hmm, I don't know. Yes, definately. Mann, I love colours.
I'm on the world wide web looking for eighties make-up, but all the sites I have looked at so far haven't been much help. Raaar, I really should have done this earlier. Plus, I'm still prancing about in a towel, I should really get dressed.
Wow, that was a short blog. I never write anything as small as this. Oh well, I'm in a hurry. Speak to you after the weekend!!
J Riot Over 'n' Out
Saturday, 7 March 2009
Sleepys
I'm going to get off to bed now. You know, if one of you expert bloggers wants to take me under your wing and show me the ways of blogging, I would be ever so grateful. Anyways, I seriously need to get some shut-eye. Good night everyoneeeee!!!
J Riot, Over 'n' Out
J Riot, Over 'n' Out
Why?
Why did the chicken cross the road? Who gives a damn? I hope one day that the chicken will be allowed to cross the road without having his motives questioned ...
This question has been puzzling me for quite a while. Why is the chicken the butt of our jokes? And I don't understand why half of our jokes start with "Why did the chicken cross the road?" These jokes aren't even funny. I've never found them funny, and I doubt I ever will. But, for some reason, we still tell them. Why? I just wanted to unleash that one on your asses. Answers, please :)
This question has been puzzling me for quite a while. Why is the chicken the butt of our jokes? And I don't understand why half of our jokes start with "Why did the chicken cross the road?" These jokes aren't even funny. I've never found them funny, and I doubt I ever will. But, for some reason, we still tell them. Why? I just wanted to unleash that one on your asses. Answers, please :)
Pimpage
Well. I thought I'd try starting my blogging without the word 'okay'. That's how I start everything. I should probably stop it. I seriously should be packing. I mean, I'm not sleeping, I might as well be doing something worth while, instead of just looking at ways I can pimp out my blog. Although, I think pimping out my blog is a worth while pass time. I don't know what it is, but I've seriously just fell in love with blogging. I'm not even sure why, it just happened :/ ah well. I've painted my nails for the party though, that's a start. Achh, I really need a cigarette. But I'm trying to cut down, big styley, Hmph. My fluffy little kitty kat is asleep next to me, as I sort out my iPod (it's decided to stop working the night before a big journey) and watch Scrubs. Mannnnnn, I love Scrubs. Not as much as I love blogging though. I don't even know why I've taken to typing out all my feelings and publishing them on the internet. It's quite peculiar, really. I'm normally a rather private person.
I wish I was sleepy. I need to get some sleep. It's like, 01:10am. OMG, inverted time! Achh, I can tell I am sleepy but cannot sleep, as I've gone all peculiar. Not all weird or anything, but when I get over-tired my thoughts ramble on and go to really strange places. Like, my brain jumps to loads of different subjects from non-related ones. And I don't like it, because I like to be all organised and in control all the time, and that's what will be great about Science for me. Everything is under control and has rules and laws. I like rules and laws. It's goooooood :) I'm always so organised, I don't know why I haven't packed yet, I'm going tomorrow. Actually, that's a lie. I do know why I haven't packed yet. Because I've been really down, so I've been at Bubby's. Which I shouldn't have been for so long, but I needed the break, away from everyone, and some time to just focus on myself and Bubby. It was lovely :)
Aha, 'Celebrity Death Match' is on. I haven't seen it since I was about nine, I'm sure it got cancelled. It's Nicole Ritchie and Paris Hilton fighting. It's rather funny actually.
J Riot, Over 'n' Out
I wish I was sleepy. I need to get some sleep. It's like, 01:10am. OMG, inverted time! Achh, I can tell I am sleepy but cannot sleep, as I've gone all peculiar. Not all weird or anything, but when I get over-tired my thoughts ramble on and go to really strange places. Like, my brain jumps to loads of different subjects from non-related ones. And I don't like it, because I like to be all organised and in control all the time, and that's what will be great about Science for me. Everything is under control and has rules and laws. I like rules and laws. It's goooooood :) I'm always so organised, I don't know why I haven't packed yet, I'm going tomorrow. Actually, that's a lie. I do know why I haven't packed yet. Because I've been really down, so I've been at Bubby's. Which I shouldn't have been for so long, but I needed the break, away from everyone, and some time to just focus on myself and Bubby. It was lovely :)
Aha, 'Celebrity Death Match' is on. I haven't seen it since I was about nine, I'm sure it got cancelled. It's Nicole Ritchie and Paris Hilton fighting. It's rather funny actually.
J Riot, Over 'n' Out
Friday, 6 March 2009
ANTM
Okay, so I called this post 'ANTM' cause I had no idea what to call it (: mannnnnn, my internet connection suckssssss!! Okay, so I'm doing my usual controlling thing and making a list. Cause, if all else fails, make a list!! I love lists, lists are my friends. Well, continuing from my last post, I went to college, for that ridiculous 'group meeting'. It was so stupid. I sat there, and they all just had a pick at me. So I did decide to leave, in the end. I sat through this ridiculous group meeting, being personally attacked, and just decided I couldn't be arsed with it. I'm also thinking now, was performing arts right for me? I mean, my Bubby calls me 'Science Genius Girl' after the Freezepop song. So, as I have the rest of the academic year, I'm going to get some maths qualifications, as I have none and could prabably do with some. Then, I'm gonna go to college and do a BTEC National in Applied Science. I mean, I love Science. I don't know why I didn't do Science in the first place. My goal is to become a Forensic Scientist. I know it's not all like you see on the television. I'm not stupid. And I know it'll be a hell of a lot of work. But I'm smart, and I work damn hard. I know I can do this if I'm determined enough. I know my limits and I know what I'm capable of. I know I'll be able to do this. I feel like Performing Arts just encouraged my mad side, and that's not what I need. Plus, I couldn't handle some of the jack asses on the course.
Achh, I should probably be packing instead of lying in bed. But I've had a mad day, I'm knackered!! That's a lie, actually. I haven't had a mad day, my emotions are just all over the place (don't ask me why, I have NO idea!!) recently, so like, one minute I'm stressing out about something really insignificant, so then I'd shout at Bubby, then I'd get guilty and upset about shouting at Bubby when it's not his fault, and end up crying. Then I'd start laughing at myself for being so pathetic. Achh, I don't even know why I'm all like this recently!! But no, I'm not pregnant, I always play safe ;) anyways, as I was saying, I should probably be packing, as I'm going to my sister's tomorrow. It was her birthday during the week, and she's had a new house mate, so it's a joint birthday-house-warming party. It should be well ace, it's an 80's cocktail theme, I've bought a My Little Pony skirt and I've got a pink leopard print vest. I need to get some tights though likeeeee D: I also, need to make her birthday card, shit the bed. I always hand make my birthday cards for family and really close friends. Because I feel like they're alot more personal, and they show that they're really loved. I'm abit of a perfectionist though, which means that sometimes it can take me hours and hours just to make one card. For the people I love, nothing is too good. I wouldn't give them a crappy card, that cost me 59p from the local shop, so why give them a hand-made card that looks shitty? I don't think so. I've made her so many though, I'm running out of ideas :o
I'm still not really sure how to use this. I'm sure there's a way you can find people and read their blogs and things. Hmm. I wouldn't mind making a few more friends, you can never have too many friends :)
J Riot, Over 'n' Out
Achh, I should probably be packing instead of lying in bed. But I've had a mad day, I'm knackered!! That's a lie, actually. I haven't had a mad day, my emotions are just all over the place (don't ask me why, I have NO idea!!) recently, so like, one minute I'm stressing out about something really insignificant, so then I'd shout at Bubby, then I'd get guilty and upset about shouting at Bubby when it's not his fault, and end up crying. Then I'd start laughing at myself for being so pathetic. Achh, I don't even know why I'm all like this recently!! But no, I'm not pregnant, I always play safe ;) anyways, as I was saying, I should probably be packing, as I'm going to my sister's tomorrow. It was her birthday during the week, and she's had a new house mate, so it's a joint birthday-house-warming party. It should be well ace, it's an 80's cocktail theme, I've bought a My Little Pony skirt and I've got a pink leopard print vest. I need to get some tights though likeeeee D: I also, need to make her birthday card, shit the bed. I always hand make my birthday cards for family and really close friends. Because I feel like they're alot more personal, and they show that they're really loved. I'm abit of a perfectionist though, which means that sometimes it can take me hours and hours just to make one card. For the people I love, nothing is too good. I wouldn't give them a crappy card, that cost me 59p from the local shop, so why give them a hand-made card that looks shitty? I don't think so. I've made her so many though, I'm running out of ideas :o
I'm still not really sure how to use this. I'm sure there's a way you can find people and read their blogs and things. Hmm. I wouldn't mind making a few more friends, you can never have too many friends :)
J Riot, Over 'n' Out
Monday, 2 March 2009
A Little Bit Confused ...
Okay, so things are really confusing at the moment. I really don't know what to do. Okay, so I'll give you a quick bit of back-up informaion that has led to things being so confusing.
Okay, so just over a week ago, I had some issues at college, which led to me wondering whether I should leave or not. Not long ago, my uncle died, and I'm having a really hard time getting over it, as it's the first death I've been through of somebody who I was very close to. As I wasn't coping that well anyway, and all these problems arose, I felt as if I couldn't actually deal with anything else, due to lack of energy and being emotionally vulnerable.
But, after talking through things with my family and a few friends, I decided I would give college another go. Or, atleast stick it out until the end of the year, and then I can transfer to a new college, but haven't just wasted a year. However, I'm now having second thoughts about going back to college, I've only told my family and friends, and not my tutors, but my tutors somehow have found out, no doubt thanks to people who I trusted. I don’t mind telling people, and I don’t mind those people telling other people, but it’s the fact that people have to tell the tutors!? How does that make sense? “Loose Lips Sink Ships” – So stop talking about other peoples goddamn business! However it’s not the fact my tutors know that’s bothering me, it’s they’ve decided to hold a tutor fucking discussion group, and even had the balls to say to my friend that I know!! They haven’t told me shit. I really don’t know what to do.
Also, I wish my mother would hurry up and come back from Ireland, as I have been on my own all day, and had nobody to rant to. Maybe that’s why I’m having such a rant now. I’m just so lonely. Hurry up and come home, Mama!!
I could really do with a cigarette right about, but I haven’t felt well all day, so I haven’t been up, had a shower, or even got dressed. So, to go for a cigarette, I’d have to get dressed, so forget that. I’ll just die of addiction. Hmph. I feel like I’ll die if I don’t get a cigarette soon. But too many of them will kill me. So what should I do? Hmph.
I do sort of miss college, I also sort of miss college. I loved my course so much. And I was damn good at it. I also miss the friends I’d made. But, obviously, not everything is forever.
Anyways, I feel like I’ve rambled enough. I think this has helped me. I hope it has, I had a terrible cob on me.
J Riot, Over ‘n’ Out
Okay, so just over a week ago, I had some issues at college, which led to me wondering whether I should leave or not. Not long ago, my uncle died, and I'm having a really hard time getting over it, as it's the first death I've been through of somebody who I was very close to. As I wasn't coping that well anyway, and all these problems arose, I felt as if I couldn't actually deal with anything else, due to lack of energy and being emotionally vulnerable.
But, after talking through things with my family and a few friends, I decided I would give college another go. Or, atleast stick it out until the end of the year, and then I can transfer to a new college, but haven't just wasted a year. However, I'm now having second thoughts about going back to college, I've only told my family and friends, and not my tutors, but my tutors somehow have found out, no doubt thanks to people who I trusted. I don’t mind telling people, and I don’t mind those people telling other people, but it’s the fact that people have to tell the tutors!? How does that make sense? “Loose Lips Sink Ships” – So stop talking about other peoples goddamn business! However it’s not the fact my tutors know that’s bothering me, it’s they’ve decided to hold a tutor fucking discussion group, and even had the balls to say to my friend that I know!! They haven’t told me shit. I really don’t know what to do.
Also, I wish my mother would hurry up and come back from Ireland, as I have been on my own all day, and had nobody to rant to. Maybe that’s why I’m having such a rant now. I’m just so lonely. Hurry up and come home, Mama!!
I could really do with a cigarette right about, but I haven’t felt well all day, so I haven’t been up, had a shower, or even got dressed. So, to go for a cigarette, I’d have to get dressed, so forget that. I’ll just die of addiction. Hmph. I feel like I’ll die if I don’t get a cigarette soon. But too many of them will kill me. So what should I do? Hmph.
I do sort of miss college, I also sort of miss college. I loved my course so much. And I was damn good at it. I also miss the friends I’d made. But, obviously, not everything is forever.
Anyways, I feel like I’ve rambled enough. I think this has helped me. I hope it has, I had a terrible cob on me.
J Riot, Over ‘n’ Out
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