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Les has proposed to madre, which equals even more step-family for me; Les as a step-dad (weird thought) and Harry and Tom as step-brothers (even weirder). Mother was talking about how we might all just move in together. Sounds like things would get crazy, and very quickly. Then there's Sammy's wedding in October, which will make Dave my brother-in-law. That's... three extra siblings, on top of Sammy, Emma, Carley, and the two step-siblings I already have (Becca and James, from when my dad remarried). So many brothers and sisters... I think I might drown from the sheer amount. Including step-siblings and siblings-in-law, by the time these marriages have gone ahead I will have... lemme count... 8 siblings. Jesus. That's going to make Christmas a nightmare in future. I wanna watch WLiiA. I'm experiencing a bit of an obsession with Greg Proops at the moment; I just love him. Shame he's married and over thirty years my senior, haha. Tags: greg proops, marriage Current Location: not in school 8) Current Mood: blank Current Music: nothing
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Yesterday was Alex's birthday thing, which was well good. It reminded me of the good old days. Charlie told me I looked like Cotton Eyed Joe (which isn't all that bad; he told Azzie that she looked like Aladdin. At least Dodd's likeness was female), and even sitting opposite Harry wasn't that bad because he refrained from harassing me. He's alright when he's not being an arsehole. I wouldn't have had to sit opposite him at all if we were on time. Due to circumstances beyond our control (Scrubs was on; Cox/JD goodness, yes please) Azzie, Dodd and I left Dodd's house at the time we were actually supposed to be there. And it's a half hour walk from her house. So we ran a lot of the way (I swear my throat closed up from so much cold night air so quickly, I hate running when it's cold) and we were about twenty minutes late. At least there was space for us there. Afterwards Dodd and I went on the dancemats in the bowling alley, and proceeded to become very hot and sweaty very quickly due to wearing warm clothes and doing songs on Difficult (and the occassional Expert - eep!) and I ended up walking all the way home without my coat and woolies on because I wouldn't cool down, haha. A stupid idea I had was to take the steps over the train crossing two at a time, and I managed to smack the side of my head on the railing and aggravate a piercing. I must have looked pissed, because a chav asked me if I was all right. So kind. Then when we got back and Azzie and Dodd fell asleep, I made a start on my first Cox/JD fic. Mmm, smutty goodness. And OH MY GOD, I went shopping for the first time since the near end of October. I feel so good, so much better and calmer and less like committing murder. I bought a beret, a shirt, two tops, a jumper, a skirt, a pair of green suede boots, an umbrella (it was raining and I wasn't wearing my hooded coat) and three pairs of tights. Definitely feeling better. Tags: cox/jd, ddr, shopping Current Location: room - where else? Current Mood: satisfied Current Music: Aly and AJ - Potential Breakup Song
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I wish I had wings. I've always wished I had wings, but this time I'm wishing with a passion. Not just decorative wings either; fully funtional wings that just so happen to be aesthetically pleasing. I don't care if they would get in the way of modern life. Everything gets in the way of modern life, because that's what modern life is. It's a self-fulfilling prophecy. Think about how great it would be. To just have wings and be able to fly. It must be so exhilarating. Or at least I imagine it would be for a human, who hasn't been blessed with a natural ability to fly and who, like me, would enjoy the whole experience rather than reject it. I've not decided what kind of wings I'd like; it varies with each daydream I have. In some they're like bird wings - covered in black feathers and with a wingspan of about twelve feet, perhaps? At other times they might be bat wings, menacing and possibly with an even wider wingspan than the bird wings. Angel wings I wouldn't mind either; that'd be gorgeous, even though I'm not entirely sure I'd like looking like an angel. Or dragon wings; huge red ones with flecks of orange and yellow, and of course I'd dye my hair to make sure everything went together well. God. It sucks that this is what I think of less than twenty days before Christmas, instead of what I'm going to buy people or how much fun Christmas Day is going to be. It's even worse that I'm laughing about it. I think I'm going to be sick. Current Location: room Current Mood: melancholy Current Music: The Fray // How to Save a Life
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So, today I went to Thorpe Park. The gay thing was that we'd been planning it for, like, six weeks, right? And then yesterday when we checked the website, it said that Stealth (205ft...whoa) wouldn't be available today! And I was like 'YOU FUCKING WHAT??' So we couldn't go on Stealth, and it made me mad. But I did go on Slammer, and that was awesome. I was absolutely crapping myself in the queue though, because I can't really tolerate rides that hang you upside down. So I sat there in the seat, making sure that all the bars and stuff were wedged down so tightly that I couldn't move even if I wanted to, and shut my eyes. I could just hear Sammy next to me going, 'Oh, this is really high up...oh shit...oh fuck...this is high' and I was like 'Don't tell me that!' But then it started and it was actually really good because I couldn't move about at all in my seat xD I even opened my eyes near the end. Slammer was my favourite one, I think. Nemesis Inferno was as great as ever, I kept bashing my unhealed piercing on Colossus and Samurai was...unusual, and made me feel a little ill. Logger's Leap was still a bit crap as far as adrenaline rushes are concerned, but it was entertaining; I ducked on the bigger drop so that all the water which would have got me instead got Sammy, so she was twice as soaked as everyone else. Still got soaked on Tidal Wave too, which was great. We made friends with some people standing behind us; they were funny. They sat behind us in the boat too, and after the ride one of them went, 'I'm such a prat, I've got two shirts on! I should've left one in a locker instead of wearing both of them!'. So that was entertaining. Another pleasant surprise was seeing people from school there. Really, of all the places to run into people you know, you don't expect it to be somewhere miles away. There was Ell, Lucy, Alex, Charlie, Libby and Gary, and later we ran into Keziah and Annabelle too. Alton Towers in about three weeks though, and I'm pretty certain I won't see anybody I know there =) Current Location: room Current Mood: exhausted Current Music: none
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my god, hans zimmer is a walking legend. i watched at worlds end again today, and the opening scene sent chills down my spine all over again. that song is amazing today was good fun. my english exam went well; i got to churn out, in a refined and sophisticated way, all my negative feelings about smoking in a piece of persuasive writing. it was well good. after that, dodd, mim and i went into chi and watched at worlds end. captain sparrow is positively sinful, i swear to god. he's the fittest character ever. and lots of him, when he's in the locker, all topless at once...i melt every time i see that bit. then we went to maccy d's. god, i knew it was fattening, but i had no idea it was that fattening. i got a happy meal, right? 175 calories in my chicken nuggets, 200 and something calories in my small fries, and 390 calories in my small milkshake! i am never eating mcdonalds again. shame that their milkshakes are so nice, really. then mim went home, and dodd and i had a bit of a wander round the shops for a couple of hours. she bought a dress in bay and a top in topshop. i bought nothing because by this point i only had £1 left. and there was this well weird man too, who we saw about fifty million times. first he was in the cinema, then he was in north street, then he was there when we left topshop, then he was in east street, then he walked past us when we were waiting outside next. he was bizarre; he had a pimp cane, a cape, a top hat, odd boots and a hideous face. i mean, really, who goes out in public looking like that? Current Location: room Current Mood: artistic Current Music: hans zimmer // hoist the colours
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