Demain

I am going to Ireland <3

Taking the ferry. 3 hours journey.
Gonna have to take my "Glory In Death" & the "Skins" book too!

iPod is filling up day by day! Yay.

Need more songs though.......

Hmph.

Because I will be singing infront of my year group (HELL) and will need a song to sing, and also being the Paramore fan I am, I have to choose something good.

The two I have narrowed the list down to are:

Teenagers - Hayley Williams
&
Misguided Ghosts - Paramore

Now, I have to consider the time limit. Whatever that will be, but I feel that Teenagers is a bit too short, being 2 minutes. Whereas Misguided Ghosts is over 3 minutes. However, some people have heard me sing that already, etc... Although I have access to a backing track.

Help would be much appreciated!!! ^__^

Who's my new formspringer?
Who other than Ethan... Who have I been close to, then far away from? :|

Hurts

TEEEBZZZ says:
*TALK!!
»Stargirl«‹ says:
*how about
*NO
*:|
*im scared pooless
TEEEBZZZ says:
*So?
*We gotta step it up
*Otherwise we'll never know
»Stargirl«‹ says:
*i need to gather myself
TEEEBZZZ says:
*Hurry or you'll be too late
»Stargirl«‹                       she'll be a secret you can keep. Keep me.     says:
*i told libby i'd stopped hurting over this
TEEEBZZZ says:
*Cut the bull!

- It hurts. - How am I meant to know how he feels about me?

1 Exam down - 10 to go

French Oral went okay. Yeah, i stuttered, yeah, i wobbled, yeah, i panicked, but i calmed and got on with it, moved on, and went on well. Which is fricking great!

(Bad spelling) Pluitan - Fuck you ;) [pronounced - Ploo-tan]

Anywho, moving on, I got a sweet from that! Haha. Alrightish school day... bit crap, but it's school. Move on ^.^ If you can...

My little-but-big brother's birthday today. Got him random presents :D He thought they were odd but alright. Which is okay. But I have my Uncle and my Granddad's girlfriend over, which will bring back huge, wallowing memories of Granddad with them. You know, I'll end up crying in my room by the end of tonight. Yippee.

Have Cubs tonight. But I'm too tired to be looking out for small kids who scream and shout. 

458 days until I am in Sweden. How exciting? Right?

5 days and I'm back in Ireland where I belong ^.^ OMD I love it there. I'll behaving a long weekend there, Friday over to Monday. A chance to forget about my exams, eh.

Holidays are one week at home, one week hopefully in France, or more? And the rest is in Ireland.

I got my haircut last night. It's shorter. But the problem is, the fringe is short, so it won't cover the eye anymore... I'm not my mum's "One Eyed Monster" anymore. I have 2 eyes now. Which sucks. I liked hiding behind that fringe.

Anywho, I should really be revising my French Presentation today - Exam is tomorrow at 8:50 int morning... As well as ironing my school stuff, and wrapping my brother's presents for tomorrow. Oh. And do other stuff... Haha. Let's see if I can do it all.....

What a weird boy he is.
He's either really friendly, or really.. i don't know.. distant.

"Mr Marriott, this is really confusing me" I said, confused by the whole dance piece, and why we needed to change it.
Tom replies "Look, I never did anything wrong, okay?!"
"I never said you did. I just said that there was no need to change it, directed at Mr Marriott..."
"Stop complaining, Harriet"
"Right, thanks."
then later on
"Look, I'm sorry if I offended you" I was worried if he took it the wrong way
"You didn't. At all. No. I was angry with Bullock. You're fine. You never do anything wrong"
"Merci. Ca va?"
"Ouai, et toi?"
"Um. Je ne sais pas"
"Ahh, d'accord."
"Combien du jours du travail pour le theatre?"
"Cinquante, haha!"
"Plutaiiiiin"
"What does that mean?"
"It means Fuck You"
"Haha, anytime" and he winked at me.
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Later on, me and David were going to music block, and we get inside, and we play fight..
Then Tom walks up behind me and says "I want you" Scares the living daylights out of me. I make a joke of it, he sounded jokey, but go over and over it in my head.. But that's what I do.
 

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Just wanted to say. Thank Em

I really enjoyed tonight. Twas great (: Better than last time.

My ears are ringing though :L Remember to sort me out with music. And remind me to send you the Linkin Park. We need that doing!

Today.. Oh yeah.
"Tom, Did you get my email?" My email was sent to him late last night to help hi with his NEEDED hwk for singing on Friday. It's practically cheating, unless he edits it all... but... we'll see tomorrow.
"Yeah, I did. Thank you very much." He holds my hand then lets go.

Why do people ever bother. Letting go. It happens all too often. And why to me? What did I ever do? :| They don't even realise the effect they have on me. Everyone has an effect on me. Even the people I barely know, and the impact could be large or whatever.

Effects. Changes. Letting go.

WOW WOW WOW.
Apparently I did excellently well at the singing performances today - where I was expected to sing on my own. A lot of the BTECers were quite quiet and shy, and I must admit, I don't blame them. The audience was blooming cold. Only a few people smiled. Mum had that real cheesy grin on, and Tom's mum was smiling at me >.< Obviously the BTECers were too.

I had to sing Love Song - which went quite well, apart from a bit my lines slipped, but i got on track fast :D THEN I had Misguided Ghosts, which was FANDABBEEDOZEE. I was so hyped up about it all. 

"And now for Harriet," Mr F called as I got up with my words and cd and walked on up. I stretched a huge smile across my face, and smiled at everyone, connecting with the faces etc. The music began to play, and I took my deep breath and began. The applause perked me up and i started with the next one.

I walked to the school in my casuals :) I gotta admit, I liked what I wore :L And went in. Saw Tom grinning at me - lol - and we went into a music room to practise. It was good to get his crticisism. I needed it, to know where I was going wrong etc. It was fun 'cos we were singing "Don't Stop Believin'" For a loooong time, me higher than him, singing loudly! It was great we actually could relax. I've not really had that time with him in a long while.

At the end, I collect all my shizza-mallizza and go out, with parents shortly behind. I got my things, with Tom, and his mum comes up to me and tells me that she thought i did incredibly well. And so, I told him how good Tom was when we had been practising, and then when he was on stage. Bless him, he didn't think he did well during. I thought he did well. I was singing along. :)

Who could you not live without? (:

I can't narrow my list down.. There's a lot of people on that list. I seem to love everyone.. <'3 would you mind telling me who you are?

It's a box? Why isn't it a circle!

I am no girly-girl, believe it or not. I don't like to squeel and squerm. I hate it.

And I don't seem to have anyone else like me at Explorers. The only people I fit in with, are of the opposite gender. Don't get me wrong, that's great... But people always get the wrong idea. Always. No matter what the circumstances. So what do I do? Sit on my own? Stay out, with the boys? Or turn into a barbie?

My hands, clenched, open slowly, and I blew.

The stars dribbled out, and fluttered down the the ground to disappear. My eyes, shining with amazement. My lips shaped a smile of delight, as I thought up a wish. A wish to turn something ugly, into something wondrous, mysterious and magical.

The clouds were collected over the hill tops with the sunshine behind, whispering words of advice. Words, chosen wisely, for the clouds to move, so that the people could celebrate the sun's shine, as it dazed over to set.

A girl was standing in a room with other young people and one Mentor. The Mentor passed her the intrument and her throat closed up. The button was pressed, and the music started to play. Misguided Ghosts. And so, the intor was played, and the young girl had to make a step, big enough for her to appreciate these oppurtunities more. I am going away for a while. But I'll be back, don't try to follow me. 'Cos I'll return as soon as possible. And the girl began to smile, smiling at the girls standing in front of her, as the boy, previously watching, walked out. Her eyes stared after the door.

Why did he go? She thought. Slightly worried and in discomfort. But the music carried on playing, and her smile soon returned. It was a lovely calm atmosphere, as her voice echoed off the walls. The Mentor standing before her smiled, and was pleased with the progression.

The day went better than expected.

Zee few days

Okay. So Saturday, I was woken up by my mum, who slid into my bed and started talking to me. (I need my space) I remember thinking, as she commented on the mess my room was in.

Went into Kendal quite early tbh. Was meant to buy my brother some stuff for his birthday, ended up buying myself stuff too.. But he's sorted anywho. Hopes he likes the "joke" present! HAHA.



So came home, went to church.. fun.. got back, and Ollie was at my house and wondered if I could walk him to the pub (where he works in the kitchen) and so I took him down and got meself a home-made lemonade and talked to the barmaid Annie and another girl. Was a lush day.


Got back home and got onto msn. But once again, had another argument with Chris.


I was talking to Ethan at the time (and we're good friends again!!) And I was meant to say to Ethan something about Francois being online... and i sent it to Chris.. Fuck, i thought.


"What are you doing talking to that prick?" And "You can do so much better" and "What do you see in him?"

My replies were "Why not?" and "Who's this person then, cos i must be blind if i can't see them" and "I see something. Something. Okay??"

RAWR. And he blabbers on about how hard he is and how he's gonna kill him. Hm. Nice one. But you're not that type to fight. You're weak. I swear you are.

Ethan helped me out. Ethan has already argued with Chris before about Chris supporting some of the bnp's work. So Ethan turned around :D And I chipped in too.


Sunday was my day to "work" i did do some... but mostly, i read my In Silence book <3 READ IT. It's by Erica Spindler :)


Monday was an okayish day tbh. Crap in some places, like when I was told I'd have a lunch rehearsal for my singing performance on Wednesday... and when my French teacher told me off cos i'd miss the revision on Tuesday too.. and realising I have mocks tomorrow and tuesday AND  the coursework is in on Wednesday - PHYSICS :O:O 40% Fuck it. It's gonna be shit. Sorry. 

But I saw Nick today :) And Libby. And Matt went with me to the toilets and told me that he was gonna scream so we could pee at the same time... But o'course he chickened out cos a kid was in the toilets thinking he was a scary guy. Haha. Funny time :L

6/6 days of seeing Nick. Even this Saturday.
Ok, I wasn't looking out for him, but I saw him! haha. So odd how I saw him..

3 new books. Mum thinks I'm obsessed by MURDER... O.O

Ethan told me that I need to sort out my self-confidence, because he's worried about how I'm coping with certain issues... But today, I feel great :L

And I gotta admit. I am loving this sun :) Makes things seem hunky dory.
Mum said something though, which.. I don't know, put a brick in my belly...

Mum: Awwh Sweetie, look at this!
*she showed me an image she'd found online of me and francois...*

Me: Ahh yeah.

Mum: Awwh bless. You two seemed to fit so perfectly. It's such a shame. I hated how things ended for you.

Me: I know mum.

Mum: The reason you split... It was because of Chris, wasn't it.

Me: Possibly.

Mum: He seemed like he really liked you. Loved up eyes and everything. I know he was shy when I was there. But I could see it in his eyes, and I wouldn't be surprised if he was still thinking of you.


Me: I don't know.


Mum: You've spoken to him lately?


Me: Yeah, few nights ago. About random things, you know? Thunder, Scouts, time...


Mum: Who started talking?


Me: He did.

1. I have been bullied in my life for only 2 things, but those things are physical. Only one of my followers knows on of these. It's been hard, I tell you. And it's knocked the confidence a hell of a lot.

2. My first kiss was last June or July. I thought he was something special. I thought for so long. Now I think he's a prick. Now, he is a prick. He lives up to his name.

3. My Granddad died a couple of years back, it was June or July. (still get confused by those months) He meant a lot to me, a great deal. We didn't talk about personal life, he never saw me cry, but he ws there. He was the one who made things so simple, seem so nice. I have his eyes. His dark brown eyes. His smiling eyes. I have his smile. I even remember the story of me appearing in the tummy.

Dad: "Hey Dad, Kate's pregnant!"
Granddad: "Oh, that's lovely. Look at this now."
He showed something so different, dismissed something big, possibly because he wasn't one for big news. Perhaps because he had waited so long for Dad to find someone.....

Dreaming still

During the night, I slept, as most people on this Earth tend to do.
Unfortunately some don't, but here, I am concentrating on the dream I dreamt.

I woke up at 7, with my alarm going off, but I wanted to find a dream I could remember, so turned it off.

There I was, still lost in France. Alone. But with others. It still has made no sense. I was sat in a classroom, one I didn't recognise, one I hadn't been in. It was odd. Nothing seemed right. The tables were all too close together, the room was too long and thin. My arm was rubbing against the minty green wall. A colour I dispice to be a room colour. I turned to my left, where there was someone sat next to me. But they didn't look familiar. I looked at them longer, trying to get them to notice me, but not be rude and nudge them. And so I found myself lost, again. I looked around, trying to find someone I recognised, but there was no one. No English with me this time. No one was in the room. And so, as per usual, the dream was fast, a very quick 10 second dream. But in the last few seconds, whilst I looked forward during the lesson, I noticed Francois. I whispered his name, and the wind carried the sound. He turned, and smiled at me. That beautiful smile.


And that was bloody it. :( Dad had come in, and was asking me to get up. It was 7 30. "Fuck" I said. Dad gave me the look of "Sorry I woke you.. haha". I wasn't cursing him. I wasn't cursing the time.
I was cursing my whereabouts. I was back home. I was not in my dreams. I was in England, with only a few close people with me, when I wanted a particular one. Of course, I don't know if he still likes me. Which sucks like a major penis.

Maths results. 

Ok. I am shit when it comes down to Science. Other subjects - i do better in. And so, with my GCSE's, I'm wanting to show that, I can get the lowest marks in Science, and better in the others. But it's not working. My maths is failing me, and mum's saying she feels sorry for me.

As if. I hate this. I hate lessons. I hate being caged, listening (which I struggle doing) and then the writing, etc. I prefer to get out doing it, which is what most people find easiest.

Hence my reason for liking the Arts etc. But maths, I was hoping to get a B. One exam gave me a B, another gave me a C. And I've taken the resit, in order to achieve a B. But surprise surprise, I was one bloody mark of that B. Frick. This was a pain in the backside.

My brother called mum, told her about his results - an A. And told her about my c, nearly B. She was disappointed.

She got home, and asked if I wanted extra tuition, but instead I cried. I hate maths. I truely do. Just as much as science. The teacher is shit, she can't control the rabble, and she can't teach me. I need creativity, like how ms Garne did it. She was the teacher I had, when I got the B. So mum made me cry, made me feel worse about school work etc. It's like, all that she's been proud in previously, has been wiped off the slate. All my accomplishments, gone. Everything.

I don't like "ListeningWriting" work. I like "DoingBeing" work. Fuck this shit. I can't wait for Sixth form, when I can throw away the shit subjects we HAVE to do, and start with the new. And the school doesn't even cater for everyone's bloody needs. It's a shit hole, hiding that with a picturesqe scenery and good exam results from the smart kids. Damn those smart kids. I wish I was more like you. ='(

Well I'll be damned. He came online <3
Francois: Hey =)
Me: Hai =]
Francois: long time no speak

Panic! At The Disco – I Write Sins Not Tragedies

I am ACHING for Libby and me to start our old, lost, and forgotten French-English conversations. Of course Chris won't be involved. He's disowned them (Even though Thibaut invited Chris to stay with him....) But.. No. He's not invited. We'll have the old crew: Vanille (Libby's) Libby, Francois, Mel, me, and Marine if she's on... and any others we know. But no Chris. I'll make that clearer. NO CHRIS. The poo. =_= cannot cope with him. As you already know. I want those random, and very funny conversations back. Because I'm forgetting them. :(

Chris, at school, is so annoyingly clingy.

David: Come wait for me.
Me: Sure thing.
Chris jumping in: Oi, Harriet, lets go.

I pretend not to have heard him.

Chris: We have french next.

Me: Yeah. I know.

David: Okay, Ready?

Me: Yep.

Later on...

Me and Sarah are walking to Biology

Chris: Heyyyy, Biology. Hurry *sarcasm*

Me: Yepp. Should be good.

Chris: Nooo, it's crap.

(so negative!)

Me: ........ So Sarah, what did I miss?
Sarah: Only the planting the Vegetables.
Me: *I walk slower, and Chris walks on and sees someone else*
Me: Phew.
Sarah: haha, he's a plonker.

Monday
Sat with me, Katie and Sarah, was Chris. He randomly joined. Chemistry, and we were all talking before CSI started. "You know, Francois was a prick, he kept eying her up, *looking at me* and he was flirting with all the girls" "No he wasn't Chris. He knows her more than he knows me. They just get on." Then he started making up that Francois was holding hands with her. Where'd that come from I thought? Then when the convo ended, Katie gave me a "he's messing" look, and stroked my arm, I turned to Sarah, she looked at me, I moved my eyes, gave him a harsh look (he wasn't looking) and Sarah laughed.. 

But seriously. He's winding me up. He wants to see me hurt. Even though the reason this has got out of hand, seemed to be, because he liked me... as well as the other millions of girls he likes. 

"Keep it in your pants" My mum says about him :L "It was obvious he liked you, he was always after atention, even when you tried to get to sleep in the car. You were nodding off, but he wanted to talk. It was rude of him, but he is obsessed with attention." ... "But then again, I knew Francois liked you. Like before things were more obvious. He didn't make a move or anything, but when he came to our house, he was looking at the photos, then played against your brother on the wii etc, and lookeed at you"


I almost cried.


I remembered that so clearly. Me and my dad had been waiting a while for the Dennett household to meet us, so we could take the boys back to our house for a few minutes before Mel was ready. When they finally arrived, Francois got out, smiled, walked up to me, and kissed both of my cheeks. Chris just said hey. Dad was a bit suspicious, but waved it off. Not too bothered. The car journey wasn't the eerie silence. It was a comfy silence. Then Chris started talking. Francois didn't say a word... Maybe he was tired of Chris by this point.

We got back to my house, and we all went into the living room to wait for Mel to get ready. My brother was already on the wii, Mum greeted them. Francois kissed her cheeks too. Mum recognised the gesture almost instictively. Then Francois looked around. He noticed the photo me and my brother, about 6/7 years ago. I would have been 9/10 years old. We looked so small, so childish. We had the fan blowing, so my hair was flowing behind me, my smile was wide, my brother was the same. We enjoyed the proffesional photos. Something different.

Then he looked at my family. My brother, in jeans, a black hoody, slumped on the couch with his wii remote infront, playing Mario. My dad walked into the kitchen, a casual person, my dad. Mum was warm and cheerful. 
And so, Chris joined Will, then passed the controller to Francois, who was shockingly good at it :L It was a shock.
That was the first day of our relationship. The day my mum saw him holding my hand :) OH memories <3
 

Okay, I'm having sneaky suspicions that Nick likes me. Is that bad?
Nick's a great friend already, always making me chuckle. As all friends do. Or should do.

Today, it started off, with me walking off my bus, and spotting Nick who was looking my way, he stands up, and opens his arms out wide, hugging me, we're right at the bus turning circle, so there are people walking etc, but he kept me there, right in the middle of people. 

He noticed my ex-friend Liz, who won't stop with her constant bitching, so I told her to basically stick the friendship. She turned evil and sent disturbing emails that got me ill. 

He said hey to her, but she was more viscious of the fact he wanted to talk to me. Hehe. I felt a bit happy inside for that fact :P And then, suddenly, a bus comes out of nowhere, and the front of it nearly hit me, a few inches away. I WAS ON THE PAVEMENT. Then Mr Jenner comes up to us: "Harriet, that bus nearly hit you, are you alright?" "Yes, I;m fine thanks. Don't worry about me" I smiled at him and turned to Nick who's eyes were sparkling, and his mouth shaped into a huge grin. Once Mr Jenner turned around, Nick burst into giggles, his girl friend behind him looking over our way. I felt I was intruding.

"Look, I'd better go. Looks like I'm keeping you"
"Ahhh, fine. I'll see you soon"

On my way to Physics with a few of us, I'm monching on something, and my bag suddenly felt lighter. Scared for my life I turn around to find Nick laughing, holding my rucksack. "Hey" and we spoke a bit, and he hugged me again, and my friends looked at me like, stop taking so long...

 Then... at the end of lunch, he's sneaking up on me, hiding behind boxes of flowers but failing. His girlfriend in the background with a friend. He's grinning his socks off. "where are you off to?" "The toilets, haha, you?" "Ohhh me too haha. So which ones are you going to?" "Well I thought today I'd try out the guys toilets, you know" "Well, I be seeing ya's. And hey" he said, looking to Sarah, she smiled in return...
"who's he?" she said. I explained.

Seems I'm obsessed. Nah. It's just the moments of today really. Lessons were all crap. =.=

But he still loves me, and I love you a little harder.

Mais il m'aime encore, et moi je t'aime un peu plus fort.

It was lovely seeing Emm today this morning. It's been how long? 3 weeks? I blame you to be honest :P Good hugger :)
Ellen is also a great hugger :D
Libby gives the kiss on cheek then hug (:
Nick Spense gives GREAT hugs, for someone who is smaller and younger, he's ace :L That made my day, considering my coursework is flushing down the toilet drain.......

Formspring abuse.. well a stupid comment anyway. Silly person is judging before knowing me. Whoever they are, they're immature, because their ways haven't matured to show respect for those who they don't know. I'm not gonna sink lower than them and say something rude back. I'm simply telling them what they need to hear. But the fool. What a harsh thing to say, to anyone anyway!

i have the three latest albums of paramore. hell-to-the-yeah.

Sweden Sweden Sweden Sweden Sweden WEEEEEEE :) I'm high off happiness for this event WOOOOO. So happy I've come this far. Now I am sure I will be going. Definetely sure, with a pounding heart-beat too. YAY.
Now to chill.
Ok. Chilled.
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Mais il m'aime encore, et moi je t'aime un peu plus fort <3
But he still loves me, and I love you a little harder <3 :D 

COEUR DE PIRATE - Comme Des Enfants = Youtube this.

Maybe he still wants me.... How would I know?..................
O.o STOP IT. FORGET ABOUT PAST. Ok. :|

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SWEDEN
Thank you Angel Soldier for waking me up this morning! You call me, tell me to run downstairs to look at my post, and in the letter, it states: "Congratlations" And my mind exploded! We're screaming together, and then my mom calls, I answer that, with two earpieces! Haha, Mom screaming as well: "I'm so proud of you!" Eeeee... But i'm all alone, thrown in at the deep end. I am the only fish, and I can't see anyone else coming to join me to celebrate. I'm lonely, waiting for someone to tell me... Why couldn't the letter have told me who else was going? Because as far as I am aware, no one else is going. I am the only one.
Becca isn't online. Ben didn't get on.. :( Will didn't get through, neither did Tom. So what am I to do?
Shmeh. I was interviewed, and they liked me. I was challenged with things to do. And I got in. That's an achievement in itself. Summer 2011, I can't wait to be camping in the Swedish fields, messing about constantly, grinning my socks off, with the breeze whispering in my ear, along with different people, different cultures, diferent countries... Hell yeah! :D:D This doesn't happen to me often!!!!!! YAY. 

Be fricking happy.
God, no one is subtle anymore. I mean, ok, i'm not all the time, like here with blogger, or my tumblr.. my msn is ok.. but on your msn, putting it in your name? telling the people you used to talk to, that you're miserable and angry and fuming and sex mad and whatever else your mind is boiling over with... Madness! Go eat some grapes, chew some raisins and write some lyrics and get over it. 
Seriously. Rawr. I want to eat someone's head now :D
Om nom nom nom. Comme un dinosaure!
My story is looking even better, it's all in note form, but it's a real wow! Better than Angeni or the Red hair with blue eyes!!!! EEEEEE. Loving it :)
Someone said to me: I knew you'd get the electric green one. You're always so cheerful and happy and colourful. And green is so your colour... haha! Seriously though, you brighten up my day, and I bet you brighten up everyone else's.
Awwwwwwh, now that is what I like to hear :) <3

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A new and brilliant idea for another book. It's truely fantastic. I got the idea, from my own personal experiences... but it includes murder.. Uh-oh. Oh well, I love the idea and told my dad as soon as I thought of it. He helped me out with some ideas, and I'm onto a good'un. Yussss. I will put some stuff up soon.
Went into Kendal-Town today, and bought 3 books for a fiver! Yesss... all seem quite scary and.. well.. hard-going. Ones that will scare you and make you cry. Mwuhaha.
Doing ma work today - French nearly done YAY and I'm doing chem atm which was meant to be in a few weeks ago.. will I get told off? Cos I kinda forgot due to France-Land.. Ah well. I'm doing it aren't I :D And next objective is to do some revising... Such a good girl today :) Be proud :P

Everyone seems unhappy... Even during the Easter Holidays.
I wish for people to be happy again, so that they can be there for one another if needs be. No one can work well on their own, no matter what the circumstances, having someone there, whom you can trust, whom you love (not the lovey-love) can care for you and be happy doing it.
Would you leave yourself alone, if everything goes dark, would you lighten up your tone, when everything goes dark.
The darkness is wearing away, we are going to see the sun a lot more from now. The clocks have turned. The skies are brightening. And the stars are fading away. But they will always be there, for everyone to wish upon, for everyone to call their own. There are so many stars in this age, that everyone can have one of their own, possibly more than one. But remember, Summer is drawing nearer, scribbling, to let you know it is here. It wants you to know where it stands, greeting the days that pass with a smiling aura.
If everything goes dark, it won't be pitch black. You will have some way of seeing where it is you are going, everyone has a helping hand, a hand with such power and force, when you seem so weak, they appear to be Godly, but they are your friend. Trust that fact.

Embrasse-la tres fort de ma part lorsque tu la verras.

Kiss her fervently for me when you see her.

Beautiful language, eh?

I wasn't in my own bed last night... Instead, I was on a small matress where my feet have to curl up with me. It was ok, and I slept fast as it was late. But my dream, was so vivid. And short. Only one part of it I can remember...
I sat myself down, next to someone tall, blonde, and handsome... (Even my mum says this) He was sat with me, and knew it was me. I snuggled up to his side. He was cold. Distant. Not himself. But then, out of the blue, his hand moved into mine, and we became one, once again. It was like nothing had changed. He moved his head slowly and carefully, and brushed his lips against mine, his hand was firmly in my hand.
And then I go and bloody wake up.. haha. Not great. I looked at my hand all upset, still having the sensation of having someone holding. It felt like he still was. It was marked, a strange peculiar thunder line on the one palm. It was warm, my hand.
Now it's cold... He doesn't know what's going on inside my little head, it's as if a small bird has jumbled up all my words and papers, ruining my business-like office... He's a 'tard for doing this. Mind you, he didn't actually mean to do anything... it's the circumstances I guess... Rawr.
Shmeh, some people are paying nice attention to me. I need someone new to talk to :) 
Eeeeek, Marnie didn't realise I wasn't allowed msn, but asked me, infront of my suspicious and vengous brother, if i still had msn... ARRRRRGH. Now he's on my case, and will be for a few more weeks... Damn this bad luck.. O.o Mum's already angry with the facebook problems!

I cried when I was watching Corpse Bride... - Fail. Maybe the reason was because she didn't get what she wanted... things were made difficult. Hm. I guess we'll never know.

My oldest-bestest-uber-cool-wicked-awesome friend is coming over to stay!

Deanna, Dad is English, Mom is Mexican. She's two years younger than me, but she's always been in my life, so heh ^^ The families get on like two houses on fire. Not just one. I'm not sure how ling she is over for, though... I'm wanting some time in town with other friends... hm... She's ace :D:D Making my weekend extra-lively!

I was asleep when my family needed me the most.

It was at 5 o'clock this afternoon. And everyone was busy.

And I was needed for decorating the blooming decorating... oopsy.

Ah well. I put up some prettily-decorated eggs around the house. Eggsellent, eh?

Purtty.

Someone said something nice to me yesterday. Really sweet. Brightened up my day. Made everything lovely. And then I went to sleep, and had one of my very clumsy days - Nothing's perfect.

Fingers crossed though, that I will get into the Sweden Jamboree. No one knows still. Maybe I'll find out tomorrow or Monday.

Eeeeeeee.

Dr. Meredith Grey: I can't, I can't remember our last kiss. All I could think about was, "I'm going to die today and I can't remember our last kiss," which is pathetic. But the last time we were together and happy, I... want to be able remember that, and I can't Derek. I can't remember.
Dr. Derek Shepherd: I'm glad you didn't die today.
[Starts to leave but stops]
Dr. Derek Shepherd: It was a Thursday morning, you were wearing that ratty little "Dartmouth" T-shirt you look so good in, the one with the hole in the back of the neck. You'd just washed your hair and you smelled like some kind of... flower. I was running late for surgery. You said you were going to see me later, and you leaned to me, you put your hand on my chest and you kissed me. Soft. It was quick. Kind of like a habit. You know, like we'd do it everyday for the rest of our lives. And you went back to reading the newspaper and I went to work. That was the last time we kissed.
[Derek starts to leave]