;; You have not have a Latte in a while, go and buy one from Starcocks.
& on that note: why have you becomed so obsessed with cappucinos recently?
;; Ash Wednesday masses suck.
Trufax.
And this priest sounds like he says lard whenever he says Lord.
And it's not the Body of Christ, oh no. it's the BARRRdy of Christ.
*G*
What the point in masses. I don't even believe in this jazz.
Am agnostic/atheist so BLERG, MY FOREHEAD IS NOW ITCHY FROM ASHES.
;; 'Kay, so my friend Jen from the Palace Theatre just rang me and was like "I know you can't make it on the 12th, so would you like to come for an informal interview tomorrow at 4:30?"
My mind: "Holy Crap, I start making sad jokes when I'm nervous"
My mouth: "Of course, see you tomorrow."
What is my problem? I always blurt things that I don't mean, and now I have to go for an 'informal' interview.
Question: I won't have to do a perfect handshake, will I?
Question: Would it look bad if I turned up in my school uniform?
And GAH. I am at the orthodontists and then going straight to the Theatre, so I won't be able to speak. Or smile. Christ.
;; Paolo Nutini has just started playing on my last.fm Library |:
Dear Mr. Nutini,
I didn't know I had you on my playlist. Are you stalking me?
;; Hey, I put some new shoes on and suddenly everything's right.
...GAH D':
;; Aimee and I are dancing to Schadenfreude from Avenue Q for our dance exam. But we couldn't practise due to the goddamn year eleven's.
We are locking the dramatisation studio door tomorrow, if we get the room again.
If.
Fail.
;; THERE IS NOT A DINOSAUR EMOTICON ON MSN HOMG.
THIS IS ABSURD.
DO YOU WANT TO SEE US CRY, WORLD?
;; I could not stop singing Remembering Sunday today. When ATL first did their demo of it I fell in love with it for ages, and now that everyone has discovered it, my obsession has been renewed.
Therefore, my song of the week is Remembering Sunday - All Time Low:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=erspkBDsTm0
Written by ALEX MOFO GASKARTH (xDDDDDDDDDD) whilst he was "dealing with the stresses of the Vietnam War"
*INSERT DROOL, FANGIRLISH SQUEAL AND WOMANLY HARDNESS HERE*
;; Ellen and Beth are coming over on Friday. We shall be getting "fucked out of our faces" according to Ellen, seeing as she believes that I can afford alcohol at a time like this.
credit crunch, woman.
Am also getting my legs waxed. And they wish to come with me, because they think I will be screaming in pain.
But am too used to it to feel the pain.
And am way too A-R-D.
*...*
;; I've been taking way too many pictures on my camera, which I have undying love for.
I missed you, baby.
;; Dinner. LATER SKATERS xD