But 'm not
I think of them as sluts but what if he same rules apply and they're actually just popular people who date a lot?
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Saturday, 25 June 2011
Friday, 24 June 2011
Thursday, 23 June 2011
I just had a hotdog
I FEEL SO SICK D:
Just thought you should know :3
Just thought you should know :3
Wednesday, 22 June 2011
Saturday, 18 June 2011
I'm in the paper!
Well I'M not but something I wrote is.
I sent a letter to the editor about the live animal exports that are going to start soon by my town and she put it in ^_^
Woop woop!
I sent a letter to the editor about the live animal exports that are going to start soon by my town and she put it in ^_^
Woop woop!
Thursday, 16 June 2011
Geography lesson time ;;D
Now, assuming you have one, get out your map of England.
Now look down to the bottom.
See the right-hand side, right down the bottom, see the random un-needed shitty bit poking out the side? Thats Kent!
So. I live in the chavvy-seaside-town Margate in Kent.
In year six, everyone in Kent is asked if they would like to do the Kent Test or "11+" it involves three sections, maths, english and then there's an all-round-thingy with multiple choice questions, I think you have to get to like 400-odd marks to pass but I'll get to that in a sec.
So the last quarter of year six is devoted to pissing around and preparing for the kent test. It was very strict and at the official exam days head teachers had to switch schools to make sure no one cheated.
The idea is that if you 'pass' you get the option to go to a grammar school, it's different to normal schools because OFSTED don't come, we get HMI instead which is her majesties inspector, other schools get that too sometimes but they get OFSTED too. The Grammar schools are completely funded by the government. I go to Dane Court Grammar School, it's alright :L
Don't get me wrong, grammar schools are definitely not full of bods, we still have the really anoying people who always say stupid stuff and you just want to shoot them in the head, and of course being in thanet we have A LOT OF CHAVS AND WHORES.
SO the 11+ used to be all round England but we're a bit slow. :3
I didn't have any reason to share this tbqh apart from the fact that I think the kent test is a load of bullshit and grammar schools are stuck up bastards. If you get 7 or less in a test out of 10 then you have to do a retest and if you get a C your looked down on so fucking much and love, I put the D in Drama :]
Now look down to the bottom.
See the right-hand side, right down the bottom, see the random un-needed shitty bit poking out the side? Thats Kent!
So. I live in the chavvy-seaside-town Margate in Kent.
In year six, everyone in Kent is asked if they would like to do the Kent Test or "11+" it involves three sections, maths, english and then there's an all-round-thingy with multiple choice questions, I think you have to get to like 400-odd marks to pass but I'll get to that in a sec.
So the last quarter of year six is devoted to pissing around and preparing for the kent test. It was very strict and at the official exam days head teachers had to switch schools to make sure no one cheated.
The idea is that if you 'pass' you get the option to go to a grammar school, it's different to normal schools because OFSTED don't come, we get HMI instead which is her majesties inspector, other schools get that too sometimes but they get OFSTED too. The Grammar schools are completely funded by the government. I go to Dane Court Grammar School, it's alright :L
Don't get me wrong, grammar schools are definitely not full of bods, we still have the really anoying people who always say stupid stuff and you just want to shoot them in the head, and of course being in thanet we have A LOT OF CHAVS AND WHORES.
SO the 11+ used to be all round England but we're a bit slow. :3
I didn't have any reason to share this tbqh apart from the fact that I think the kent test is a load of bullshit and grammar schools are stuck up bastards. If you get 7 or less in a test out of 10 then you have to do a retest and if you get a C your looked down on so fucking much and love, I put the D in Drama :]
Saturday, 11 June 2011
Friday, 10 June 2011
For the past three days,
my friends have been asking almost non-stop, 'what's wrong', 'you look like you're about to cry' and 'are you alright'. I contemplated this after I posted my last entry, thinking about all the things that could of upset me over the past few days. And then, then I realised. Why am I upset? My guard is down. I've stopped putting on the silly happy smiles and the laughter.
It's not that I'm upset, it's that I'm finally showing my friends who I really am and how I really feel, and instead of trying to make me feel better, all they're doing is nagging me and irritating me to the point where I snap at them for the slightest thing. They think it's my time of the month and that I'm being a bitch for no reason. In reality, I'm just sending out signals that they aren't picking up.
People laugh about the amount of friends I have with the last name 'Stardoll' on Facebook, assuming I've met these people online. It's true, of course. I do meet a lot of people online. Heck, I met Ro - who I consider to be one of the greatest friends I have - on Stardoll. The thing is, I trust the people I've never met more than the ones I have because they get me. They have no way of being fake or back-stabbing because it's just us two against the world. There's no-one for them to back-stab me with.
Even my parents, the people that are supposed to know me better than I know myself, can't see anything's wrong. Heck, if they did I would be worried. They see nothing. They know nothing. I'm their little angel that turns into a total cow the minute the house leaves my sight. And it worries me. It makes me feel like I'm the only one that has these problems. But I'm not. I can't be.
I'm going to finish this post on a lie - okay? Here is the biggest lie, a photo of my hand that I've been showing people for the last three days...
It's not that I'm upset, it's that I'm finally showing my friends who I really am and how I really feel, and instead of trying to make me feel better, all they're doing is nagging me and irritating me to the point where I snap at them for the slightest thing. They think it's my time of the month and that I'm being a bitch for no reason. In reality, I'm just sending out signals that they aren't picking up.
People laugh about the amount of friends I have with the last name 'Stardoll' on Facebook, assuming I've met these people online. It's true, of course. I do meet a lot of people online. Heck, I met Ro - who I consider to be one of the greatest friends I have - on Stardoll. The thing is, I trust the people I've never met more than the ones I have because they get me. They have no way of being fake or back-stabbing because it's just us two against the world. There's no-one for them to back-stab me with.
Even my parents, the people that are supposed to know me better than I know myself, can't see anything's wrong. Heck, if they did I would be worried. They see nothing. They know nothing. I'm their little angel that turns into a total cow the minute the house leaves my sight. And it worries me. It makes me feel like I'm the only one that has these problems. But I'm not. I can't be.
I'm going to finish this post on a lie - okay? Here is the biggest lie, a photo of my hand that I've been showing people for the last three days...
Thursday, 9 June 2011
I was a bitch today.
Seriously, I've never been in a worse mood. I even wrote i'mok! on my hand because people kept asking me what was wrong every two seconds. Know that feeling when you want to rip every single person that even speaks to you's head off? It was like that times ten. I felt like a walking bomb with three seconds until I exploded all day, which, for the record, is an absolutely crap feeling.
The weirdest thing is, I don't even know why I was angry. It's not like there's anything happening in my life that's interesting enough to cause stress or whatever. I mean, jeez, I don't do any work at school or home! I guess it's just karma deciding I've had too much good luck with my friendships recently and that it needs to break off all my ties before I actually get some real friends.
Whatever. Keep calm and become a pirate, eh Ro?
The weirdest thing is, I don't even know why I was angry. It's not like there's anything happening in my life that's interesting enough to cause stress or whatever. I mean, jeez, I don't do any work at school or home! I guess it's just karma deciding I've had too much good luck with my friendships recently and that it needs to break off all my ties before I actually get some real friends.
Whatever. Keep calm and become a pirate, eh Ro?
Saturday, 4 June 2011
Friday, 3 June 2011
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