Saturday, 15 May 2010
Thursday, 13 May 2010
Sleep is overrated
fall
verb, fell, fall·en, fall·ing, noun
fall for, Slang .
a.
to be deceived by: Imagine falling for such an old trick.
b.
to fall in love with: He's not at all the type I would expect her to fall for.
noun, adverb
1.
an utterly foolish or senseless person
–noun1.
–noun
blind
adjective, -er,, -est, verb, noun, adjectivenoun, adverb
4.
not having or based on reason or intelligence; absolute and unquestioning: She had blind faith in his fidelity.
id·i·ot
-noun1.
an utterly foolish or senseless person
love
noun, verb, loved, lov·ing.13.
Chiefly Tennis . a score of zero; nothing.
14.
a word formally used in communications to represent the letter L.
Tuesday, 11 May 2010
Cabin Fever
Since I have finished my second year at university just 5 days ago (which is something I have been anticipating since the beginning of second year) I have:
- Caught up with Lost
- Cleaned the house and realised that the grill is actually supposed to be silver and not black...
- Eaten a 10 pack of Walker's crisps
- Made food especially to eat whilst watching Come Dine With Me and pretended I was a top food critic
- Organised my wardrobe in order of colour
- Made sure all of the coathangers in wardrobe are the right way round
- Lost the majority of all second year work in a mad frenzy of "tidying"
- Watched BBC news 24 for nearly 24 hours (mainly to see when David Dimbleby was going to crack up on election night)
- Dyed my hair and immediately regretted the decision
-"Fake tanned" and felt in a similar way about the hair colour.
- Checked account balance x20 in one day for hope of sudden inheritance
I'm not a complete lazy arse, I have a job. It's just effort to get the 1 hour train journey home to start it for the summer. So I'll carry on complaining about this boredom.
Don't feed ducks on a Monday. They're incredibly hungry. Also, geese are not your friend.
- Caught up with Lost
- Cleaned the house and realised that the grill is actually supposed to be silver and not black...
- Eaten a 10 pack of Walker's crisps
- Made food especially to eat whilst watching Come Dine With Me and pretended I was a top food critic
- Organised my wardrobe in order of colour
- Made sure all of the coathangers in wardrobe are the right way round
- Lost the majority of all second year work in a mad frenzy of "tidying"
- Watched BBC news 24 for nearly 24 hours (mainly to see when David Dimbleby was going to crack up on election night)
- Dyed my hair and immediately regretted the decision
-"Fake tanned" and felt in a similar way about the hair colour.
- Checked account balance x20 in one day for hope of sudden inheritance
I'm not a complete lazy arse, I have a job. It's just effort to get the 1 hour train journey home to start it for the summer. So I'll carry on complaining about this boredom.
Don't feed ducks on a Monday. They're incredibly hungry. Also, geese are not your friend.
Sunday, 9 May 2010
When I was 7 years old, I made the tooth fairy my bitch.
"Dear Tooth Fairy,
Normally, I write these letters to you to apologise for not leaving my tooth under the pillow because I either accidently spat it down the plughole when brushing my teeth/ choked on it when laughing/ lost it when pretending I was an archaeologist.
Tonight is no exception. You see, last Friday, I promised Gemma Longhurst that I would have a light up yo-yo by monday in exchange for borrowing her Spiceworld:The Movie VHS for the night. I was sure that over the weekend I could waggle my way out of a tooth for a shiny pound that I could get my yo-yo with and practice my mean 'walk the dog.' I must have waggled too much because when I woke up this Sunday morning, I had swallowed the little gem in my sleep. Please could you forgive me and come visit me tonight so I can make a trip to the shop before school tomorrow?
Lots of love,
Sarah Leanne Nicholson (aged 7)
p.s Lily Dixon gets a whole 2 pounds EACH for her teeth. Why don't I Tinkerbell the Tooth Fairy? Don't worry if you don't have the change tonight, I'll have a little present instead.
p.p.s Please please please will you ask Zac Morris to marry me? I love him soooooo much. Kelly Kapowski is ugly.
True story.
I had to have "the talk" with my parents after this one.
Normally, I write these letters to you to apologise for not leaving my tooth under the pillow because I either accidently spat it down the plughole when brushing my teeth/ choked on it when laughing/ lost it when pretending I was an archaeologist.
Tonight is no exception. You see, last Friday, I promised Gemma Longhurst that I would have a light up yo-yo by monday in exchange for borrowing her Spiceworld:The Movie VHS for the night. I was sure that over the weekend I could waggle my way out of a tooth for a shiny pound that I could get my yo-yo with and practice my mean 'walk the dog.' I must have waggled too much because when I woke up this Sunday morning, I had swallowed the little gem in my sleep. Please could you forgive me and come visit me tonight so I can make a trip to the shop before school tomorrow?
Lots of love,
Sarah Leanne Nicholson (aged 7)
p.s Lily Dixon gets a whole 2 pounds EACH for her teeth. Why don't I Tinkerbell the Tooth Fairy? Don't worry if you don't have the change tonight, I'll have a little present instead.
p.p.s Please please please will you ask Zac Morris to marry me? I love him soooooo much. Kelly Kapowski is ugly.
True story.
I had to have "the talk" with my parents after this one.
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