Its time forrrrr...

PRE AND POST KITCHEN POST TIME.

I write what i want before hand. Then i go get it and comment on it when i get back. SIMPLES

Think is, due to my eating disorder, i have no appitite there for, i have no clue what i want.

Being hungry without an apitite = BADTIMES

I know there is chicken in the fridge.
I know there is smoked pork sausage in the fridge.
I know there are two crunch corners.

SPEAKING OF CRUNCH CORNERS

THIS, BLOG READERS

WILL MAKE YOU PROUD

You know when your opening a fruit/crunch corner.
And there is always the , sort of skin on it. And you always try to get it to lasy all the way across...





I MANAGED IT


RIGHT ACROSS


IT WAS IMMENSE

made the yoghurt taste like shit tho.


Anyway. TO THE KITCHEN

heres something to look at

Back


i had chicken and some cheesestring



that was fun

in a bit x

Last night the DJ stole my pike.

This, made my day.

Laniibomb. Shes small. You can hug round her twice. says (17:23):
*IM GOIN TO BE SICK

Tezz loves milk<3 says (17:23):
*why

Laniibomb. Shes small. You can hug round her twice. says (17:23):
*were cleaning out
*my dads closet
*and i just found a whip. LMFAO.
*I CANT BREATHE FOR LOL'ING



Why is it, that other peoples lives getting a bit messed up, makes you happy? I always get that sick little sense of pleasure when watching someone else get embarassed. Your not human if you don't. I think the part of me that gets embarrased is long dead. The only secrets im keeping are other peoples, im not a big fan of lying, but when i do, i always have the double negative to back me up.

' I DIDN'T NOT SLEEP WITH YOUR MOTHER... HONEST' Works a charm. Only around 75% effective however.

Maybe i should learn klingon.

Then I could scream everything im peoples face and they wouldnt know.

Here is a klingon.














There is another meaning to the word klingon. 'KLINGON

	A tiny piece of shit (Also referred to as a ) that hangs from your butt hair that is hard to get out. 'You need TP to get the klingons out of uranus'' Sexy...

I really should get some sleep.

I fear i may be becoming nocturnal.

6am last night

AT LEAST 03:45 tonight.

And sometimes just no sleep.

What the Devil is happening to me.

Well whilst i'm here. A few things need to be said.

Such as...

My hair is now dark blue under the fringe. Not because of a side affect of one of my many diseases (Sophie) But because Lauren dyed it, it was meant to go a lighter blue but instead it looks black, hopefully it will brighten up. Also my bed is covered in dark blue hair dye. How irritating. Theres enough stains on that thing already, really, ask Rack and Makin.

I think i should find a picture, to sum up how i feel right now...



















That is me, monged out on some lump. THAT is how i feel.

Monged out...

On a lump.

knackered, but i cant sleep.

I really should try.


Like

Right now.



Goodnight xxx

Bex<3

This is a blog about Bex Hall. She is fucking fantastic.

BBBBBBBB (#) ?? says (02:11):
*irwin. from the hoosiers.
*right.
*just fricking FLEW into my house
*saying that I was mr a
*+ i was like "dude you got the worng house"
*and he tried to pull my face off 'cause he said it was a mask
BBBBBBBB (#) ?? says (02:12):
*+ i was like
*f#ck off
*tezz'll kick yo' ass
*+ then he went
*muahaha
*+ pulled of HIS face
*to reveal HE was mr a + was decieving the world
*then he boarded a space ship + went to mars to find life

HOW BEAUTIFUL

IS THAT MIND.



She is a star and i love her to bits.


THIS IS BEX.















love her, she's pretty and fun, and she links me to youtube videos all the time that i have to watch and they're all the better because she's the one showing me them.


Bex is fucking special.

The first blog, thingy

I am coming to you now, from my house. I am very drunk, and i saw a link to some guys blog on some other guys facebook, so i thought, yes, blogtime. Now I have nothing to right about.

Lets see what Tom Mcdonald thinks of my blog.
Ok awaiting reply.
OK Tom isn't replying.

Lets see what Eme says...

Ok she isn't replying either, maybe thats because it's 04:29 am.

OH

Emeboobs (*)_(*) says (04:29):
*haha where?

She asked me where, obviously in my house. Thats where my laptop is.
What a silly girl.

Also i found a squeaky oreo and entertained a cow with it. I didn't know there were cows near mine, but i do now. THIS COW YEAH started like, walking over when i squeaked the squeaky oreo and it was like being a cow, then it stopped walking :(
I wanted to see it properly. It was a dead cowish cow too. LIke normally you see a cow and it's a bit cowwy, but this was like COW. It was great, that farmer must be a really good farmer to make his cows that cowwy. I wonder if they were cows for eating or milk ones.

OH

Toms replied.


"T" says (04:33):
*we havn't got much milk left
*i love milk


How very on topic. Tom loves milk

We are talking about milk, because me and Alex found some. It was great, when we found it it was like metal gear solid. Shimmying along walls and all that jazz.

I think i should put a picture in this blog.


Ok. I wonder if that picture worked.

(edit)

I found the picture

(end edit)


What else happened today.

Me and Jade made stir fry, but it was rank, which is odd because im normally good at cooking.

Why am i writing a blog that nobody will read?
Why am i writing a blog?
Why am i writing?
Why?

Maybe sleep now.

Bye.