POSTMAN PAT BUSY DAY!

why is it that we look so forward to the holidays but amongst the brilliant times (eg, yesterday) you get the really boring moments? (eg, today.)
currently it's twenty to four, i only have to wait a few more hours until ashleigh arrives and then i can be cured of boredom.
i've already done the garden, washed the car and tidied my room today! as mum said; "if this was a postman pat story, it would be described a postman pat busy day!" temple newsam tomorrow, should be great, it's one of my favourite places to go in the summer along with thirsk which is where we went yesterday hence the picture. calippos galore! i want lucy back, she's on a sleepover and i miss her. i'm saaaaad.

CHEER UP IT'S NEARLY CHRISTMAS.

at few hours ago my life was going bad, now my optimistic side has reappeared and i'm happy!
basically i've had my guitar lesson and i feel great, i love playing wonderwall and i'm starting to play 'i want it that way.' yay!
i've just took a peek at what i'm doing on my little calendar blog on bebo. i've got loads on! and i'm looking forward to everything, my life is going great, but then again when i see 'she who shall not be named' tomorrow i will probably feel shit and wanna kick her stupid fat head in. cheer up it's nearly christmas!

DETACH.

bit down atm, but then sometimes i have my laughing happy moments, some people really piss me off atm, naming no names. i wanna detach some people from my life.

BE PREPARED ITS A LONG BORING RANT.

this blog is not for you to read, you will get bored, but i need to unbottle my feelings.
tonight i started off as myself, lively and funloving, then i got tired and moody. spent rest of the night listening to music being in my daydream world. people asked if i was okay, i said yes. boring account, i know.
one thing you should know, i'm very competitive and i hate to loose. i lost two things, and i wish this was like apprentice where you can fight, cos you know what? i would win all the way if it was. the power of words is phenomenal.

NEARLY EVERY FUCKIN' PERSON IS PISSING ME OFF RIGHT NOW.
apart from charlie and my best friends, everyone has annoyed me today. i want to kill people, maybe when i'm older i will end up in jail for life. help.
dan, josh, yasmin, bronwen, megan & DANIELLE. are the main victims. apart from dan & josh and ofc ugly slag face fucking cunt tacky bitch they didn't really do anything, i'm just pissed off easily.
actually i can only think of a few people that actually like me, i think everyone hates me, they all want me to die. no one sees me for who i am, and i hate that. i want to bloody tattoo a fucking sign to my head saying I AM ALIVE, TAKE NOTICE OF ME, I'M BETTER THAN YOU SLAGS. i hate people who follow the crowd you know, why would you wanna fucking put some africans hair on your head just cos you're soon vein and wanna look better when some poor persons going round bald for a few quid?
yeah and don't get me started on charlotte dack 5 foot deep foundation.


so DANIELLE, i know your not reading this for you cannot read you're so thick.
but i hate you and your slaggy face. and your stupid tooth, get it sorted. also think about not being so thick and chavvy. yeah get a life, and loose weight.


btw yeah i'm bitchy, mean, harsh and all that, but didn't i tell you, you didn't know the real me?

HIGH HOPES.

unless you are about to drop dead, don't have a blood test! they hurt bad and i nearly fainted plus being the stupid dildo that i am i decided to have it in my right arm... yeahhh.
ps i have an exam tomorrow and i will pass it! i have high hopes.

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i really don't understand why you call me bethany, charles.

MIXED FEELINGS.

i have mixed feelings about my life, some times i love it and am really happy. then other times i'm really down and want to die.
help.

BINGED ON BISCUITS.

i wanna cry right now, i want to burst into tears, but i'm not going to because i know deep down that i will not become bald and it's just a phase. but then the other side of my head (the devil on my shoulder) tells me my life is gunna end. i don't know which one to believe.
so i'm trying to eat healthily incase of iron deficincies, but i binged on biscuits, i want to punish myself right now.
my mum said i would end up looking like my dad who is completley bald (by choice) and he had a go at her for saying it, but it still hurt and i want to go into the corner and not come out.
what if i do.. i would look like i had cancer. and no way am i wearing a scarf. FUCK YOU.

DELISH.

work experience over - will kinda miss it,
got a card and a group hug and the priveledge of picking teams, FUCKING 'ELL!
i've discovered loads of new songs to play on my guitar; i'm excited.
school on tuesday, how great, not. a month off seems ages and i really want to sink my teeth into one of those delish cookies.


pinch punch, first of the month.
WHITE RABBITS!