WARWICK~

So I'm back from Warwick...
I had a really good few days, swimming and going in the sauna and steam room. Haven't been in those two for years. It's funny how I seem to like not being able to breathe and sweating loads. Maybe it's the thought that it's good for your skin. Didn't seem to make a huge improvement though.
The second day we visited Warwick castle. Seems the obvious choice. Wasted half an hour of my time watching some bozos hit each other with spades. Then walked up 500 steps and took some photos. Had a good day cept for the fact I had to have a soggy sausage roll for lunch. (I still can't eat much yet.)
Third day we went to Twycross zoo. At first I thought WHY THE FUCK have they got some many fekkin' momkeys. Then I found out it was the world primate centre. Ahhh. Had my faves, orangutans! Got about 70 photos. Now you might find that boring, but I don't so there. Least they're not 50 photos of the skyline or some earth. Got quite a few of my dad pulling faces. They can all be seen on facebook!

Clide on a pumpkin!

OMGGGGGGG ~

I am back from hospital. I am going to have a complaining session cos I'm in paiiiin.
My poor little handy hurts from having the needle thing (can't remember what it's called - canula or summat) stuck in it, my throat hurts from having the breathing tube stuck down it and ffs my mouth hurts too. That was expected though.
When I woke up I thought I was dreaming, I was asked did I know where I was and I said "the childrens ward" LOL. Sooo wrong. But I couldn't even see anything and I then I got my sight back but I couldn't read the clock or anything.
The really bad thing was that my temperature went down to 35 degrees and they kept shoving the thermometer in my ear, and they wouldn't let me back on the ward til it went up. Then with the my painful throat they made me swallow some very large pills. AHHHHHH, I have to take 4 every 4 hours. THIS IS TORTURE.
I also have this stupid thing STUCK to the top of my mouth IT TASTES LIKE BLEACH. I have to have it on for 10 DAYS. AHHHHH. It makes me feel sick. I cannot eat anything expect weetabix, custard, jelly, cold soup and yoghurts. My sleep and eating patterns are messed up and I'm really weak from not eating anything. I'm absolutely starving.
So yeah, the last two days weren't so good.
I'll stop my complaining there. I'll complain more some other day. Yeah.

DEAR EVERYONE AND ANYONE I EVER OFFENDED.

If anyone reads both blogs then you will have read this twice. I'm sorry but today I really can't be bothered writing for both.
I speak my mind. I speak the confusing swirls of thought patterns travelling around in it. Sometimes it's too hard to explain so it doesn't come out how I mean. And sometimes I say things that should never be said, that should never leave my brain. I can't explain my thoughts, my mind, my wellbeing. But I can explain that whatever I say, I will probably forget I said it, and I will think something else totally different the next day.
For example on my Tumblr account I may have put: "My friends are immature and annoying." I mean WHY THE FUCK did I put that? Ok, they are immature, BUT I AM THE MOST IMMATURE OUT OF THEM ALL. Ok, they might be annoying BUT I AM THE MOST ANNOYING OUT OF THEM. I try to change my ways, I try to be less grumpy, less annoying, less silly, less immature, less corrosvie, less TOTALLY IDIOTIC. But I always slip. I don't know why or how, but it's impossible, it's my makeup, how I am.
So dear my friends particularly Ashleigh:
I'm sorry for any bitchy unfeeling comments. I'm sorry for annoying you. I'm sorry for being persistent, I'm sorry for being moany, I'm sorry for being me, I'm sorry for being alive, I'm sorry for anything I could possibly do to annoy you in any way.
Cos I forgot I wrote it and I shouldn't have, I don't even think that no more, I just thought it that one day when one of you probably dismissed something I said and did something else. That's another thing I gotta work on, insecruity.

This would just be awesome if it was my window.

DUDEEEE~

Does Charlie Walker still read my blog? I doubt it. I wanna know, just curious.
I'm addicted to the F triangle chord on the guitar, I'm also addicted to Farmville on facebook.
I feel a little rejected atm, like everyone has found their place in life and I'm just hovering on the edges. Some of this stuff I just come out with at random (it's all true though.) And I feel like putting it as my facebook status? But people will think I'm weird. I come out with all these metaphors and shit. Why can't I be like this in english man?
My mum said we could go to Jamaica, Cuba, Kenya or Bulgaria for next years holiday? Wherever we go can it really beat Mexico? Best holiday of a lifetime. But I suppose if I go to Jamaica I can shout, "RASTA MAN!"
I'll go now, cos I'm like rambling.
Dudeee.

I'd love it if my room was like this.

WHAT'S THERE TO LOOK FORWARD TO?~

Life is so boring at the moment this is why there is lack of blogs.
Been to the doctors today, back again next week so they can take my BMI, weight, blood pressure, height and shit. It's always the same, height is really high, and weight is low. I need to do some exercise so the nurse doesn't go "WOAH" when she weighs me. My mum's taking me and my sister swimming tonight anyway.
I'm slightly nervous about guitar this week due to the fact of different strings, I think we bought the wrong ones and when I play it, it sounds so dodgy.
My friends are still in a mood with me, just because I refuse to go to one of their parties. I won't be missing much, cinema is a normal everyday activity, not something you do for a 16th. Boo yeah.

This actually applies to me, I feel ugly atm. 

OMG I'M A HYPOCRITE~

I hate it when people go all angry when a certain celebrity goes out with another. (YES I AM GUILTY!) Everyone is going crazy about Rob Pattinson dating Kristen Stewart. I don't actually know if this is true. (I hope it isn't.)
People go the extra step saying they hate her and that she's ugly. She is not ugly, you are just jealous. (I'm not guilty of this one guys.) You also don't hate her, you don't know her, she hasn't done anything to you.
Also since when was Rpatz yours anyway? You probably never will meet him and certainly never go out with him, so get it into your tiny heads that HE HAS A LIFE and is not going to date some teenager that is way too young for him.
(BTW SHE HAS A MAN VOICE!)
Sorry, I really couldn't resist, I'm a hypocrite, I know. Sadly.

But he is good looking!

WE AT THE HOTEL, MOTEL, HOLIDAY INNNN~

Last night was truly awesome. Me, Ash and Amy went to a party in this nightclub and we got to listen to some brilliant tunes and danced the night away. Even though I looked like a giant from wearing heels. (I'm already 5 foot 9.) My fave song atm is Hotel room (or whatever it's called) by Pitbull. Not my genre at all, but hey ho.
Then I slept at Ashleigh's for like the 3rd week in a row or something and we cleaned out the guineas, walked Copper on Brayton Barf and had quite a good laugh.
That's it really, had my HPV (cervical cancer) jab on Wednesday, it hurt but my arm's better now.

Dear Ashleigh,

Btw there's no daily update cos I like don't go to school at weekends. (Who does?)