Elli-babe is here! *springs*
She's rather a wonderful girl. teehee. We ate curry and watched The Ring (japanese version) and Miss Congeniality whilst eating POPCORN! 'twas very tasty. :)
I'm only up now because Dad and Pat made a huge noise leaving the house, so I woke up and thought I'd come up here and blog, instead of listening to El-chan breathing. *giggle*
Today I'm going to take her into town and we can get lunch and skate and shop for presents. After that we're going to see Die Another Day, with the Halle Berry goodness, and there shall be muchous sqeauling, oh yeah. -_^
Bunny rang up last night just as we were getting ready to watch the films. He's better, and he's going to meet Elli on Saturday, which I can't wait for, as it will be unbearably FUNNY! We had a three way convo, by us girls sharing the phone, and was very amusing, though El-chan tried to steal Bunny! I'm sorry, but that's just NOt allowed. LMAO
ooooh, Ah'm a hungerin'. Will go and find something to gnaw on. *mwah mwah*
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Wednesday, December 4, 2002
lol, mah Munchkin! *pets* how ya doin' hun? haven't heard from you in a while. Is BT being naughty, or are you super-busy with festive prep? We love Xmas, ne? *happy*
I can't wait to write our Xmas cards (I always do it), and put up decor and stuff! *sparkles with festive spirt* I've even started playing carols on the piano! lol, I'm a true nutbar.
I'm stupidly happy today. And for a reason which I know will sound strange to everyone else. You see, I weight myself at the swimming pool for the first time in about a year. I weigh ten stone nine pounds. And it made me happy! It's the heaviest I've ever been (and I don't intend to get heavier! lol), but the thing is, I've been obsessed about my weight ever since I was quite young I suppose. I remember going to the swimming pool with my mum and getting weighed and almost crying because I didn't like what I saw. And all for no reason. That was when we moved here, so I was the grand old age of nine. XD, I'm not proud of it...it's sad really. This was the first time ever I could weight myself, shrug, go "hey, I'm looking good today!" and walk off. It felt good.
This swimming lark is fun! I now I've improved my technique and am feeling a lot fitter (I was ok to begin with...I'm just hitting it up another notch...BAM! lol, Futurama...sweet), I'm whippping up and down the pool like greased lightning! *bounces*
MAH DARLIN is coming tomorrow! And what a cool new layoutdear!. prruurrrrr...Drrrrraco! *cat-girl*
I have to go tidy up my appalling bedroom so that Elli doesn't have to sleep nestled among my candles and make up and books and whatnot that I 'keep' on my floor. I'm very organised. Honest. *grin* Thing about me is that I have a bedroom tidy-ness cycle. It starts off really tiday, then steadily gets worse and eventually it's so awful I make it spotless. And then we start again. lol
ciao my dears...*ping*
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Tuesday, December 3, 2002
oooooooooooooooooooooooh
Exam was...ok. I wasn't nervous, and I think it went well. But that's sorta freaking me out. I'm not usually so practical about stuff like this. XD
Still, I'm in Grade Eight now, whether they like it or not! lol It's rather spiffy and amazing...though weird, as I don't feel old/good enough to BE in grd 8. *laughs*
I'm so tired...I was up until 2 in the morning talking to "Malone" *giggles* As I am now a comic character, we had a lot to sort out...was most amusing and cool. Ah yes, a dark past and a bleak future...*raises eyebrow* so yeah, was lotsa fun, but I'm bloody tired now since I only slept five and a half hours. bleh.
oooh, geek-twin is making me a layout! Let us all bow down and worship her...*grovels* -_^
oooh, mom's fresh bread. I must eat. Havent had lunch yet...dear god is THAT the time? phew...
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Monday, December 2, 2002
Honey, the thing about Maya is that she knows how to use apostropies. They're all the rage now you know...
hmm...exam in...ten and a half hours. mewl.
lol, this funny guy that my friend introduced me to on MSN is sending me mail...;) he's a laugh...in a sort of scared way (we told him we wanted his soul. Well, /I/ do anyway. XDXD).
I'm eating paper to help numb the pain. *giggle*
Thinking of my friends as animals...oh what larks
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Monday, December 2, 2002
wwaaaaaaaaaaaai! Want DEELY BOPPERS! *gnashes teeth*
XD, if anyone knows of a place I can get some, I would be greatful. *gringrin*
Did go skating. *triumphant*
ok, so my GRADE FRIKKING SEVEN ballet exam is tomorrow. I'm not nervous. NOT.
I won't think about it. Maybe if I hide underneath the desk it will all go away?
Also, Pat's driving us tommorow. Thing is, I love my brother and all...but I have this thing about living. I'm sorta fond of it.
Pillow, stop pretending to be Maya. >.<
I'm going now...the voices call to me you know *giggles manically*
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Sunday, December 1, 2002
mewl. :( It's raining and no one wants to skate in the rain (except me, lol). bleh. Still, going to a very favourite person's house anyway to watch DVDs and eat cake, so that makes Immi happeee! *grin*
Another sadly awful thing is that mah Bunny is ILL! Poor poor Bunny. Get better soon, dear. I want to talk smut with ya! XD
And you, Maya-doll, what shocking language! And you so pixie and nice...*giggles* I'm the EVIL IMP around here you know...;p
Yes, Rae, What does that mean? You saying stuff in Japanese freaks me out...I'm never sure what your implying! bol
I have to go eat some more, apparently. I'm just not hungry though. I think maybe I went through hunger and came out the other side or something. *laughs*
--Imogen was derailed @ 10:31 a.m.--
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Saturday, November 30, 2002
Maya-chan, I love you. You said precisely what was on my mind! I don't say people's REAL names when I blog because they might not like it, but when people use NUMBERS in the guestbook, it's sooo hard me me to work out who it is! I mean, at first it was okay, as it was just one person, but then Munchkin started it too! *confusion*
I beg of all, say your real names or alias's, or something recognisable! thank you my darlings. ;)
okay, on that note I'd like to say how fabby it is to get your somewhat strange messages, so don't give that up!
xxx
--Imogen was derailed @ 11:50 a.m.--
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Friday, November 29, 2002
Just a quick blog before I go make food for my immediate family. Dad threatened baked potatoes, so I'm going to make organic wholemeal pasta with tomato and tuna sauce. Yum. Much better than nasty old tuber. *giggles*
I went to my delayed music lesson today. Got up at 7:20am (alarm didn't go off again,luckily I woke up). It was SO cold this morning. I was wrapped up like Bebendum, and still I was freezing my ass off. *wails*
I found a pair of old riding gloves, but I have to wash them as they smell of horse (a nice smell, but not my scent of choice).
Music was good...love Mrs F. She rawks as a teacher and is nice about stuff like missing my bus etc.
I went swimming too. I did a MILE in 50 minutes! That's about 64 lengths. I was beaming with pride. *beams* I think it may be the first time I ever swam a mile in one go. teehee.
Am really tired. But have great new V.I Warshawski book to jolly myself along, and of course another installment of Friends. Plus mah dearest TWIN is giog to be here in less than a week, so I'm all bouncey!
Another fabbo thing is that I'm soon to be made into a comic book laydee. Alex-Munchkin, we salute you for your excellent choice. Make me extremely good looking and cool. -_^ *laughs*
Must go...
--Imogen was derailed @ 05:27 p.m.--
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Thursday, November 28, 2002
God, I was in a really crap mood yesteday, huh?
You'll be relived to know that I'm not such a demon-bitch today. XD. I finally managed to sleep.
Yesterday was just sort of wrong from the beginning. My alarm didn't go off so I overslept so badly I missed my bus and music lesson. So after ringing up my teacher and croaking my profuse apologies down the phone I got dressed and packed up my swimming stuff and went into town to swim anyway. Some might say this is stupid if you have a cold, but swimming always makes me feel better. And it did - thankfully. I went into the library and got some books. Because I've got more academic work now that ever before in my life, I can't read as much as I used to or want to. Reading is a passion for me. I miss beings able to read one or two books in a day. XD. I had it good. Weird how I never realised that clearly. Obviously I knew that I had a lot more freedom that most, but it was how I'd always lived so it wasn't all that amazing. Now it is.
When I got home mum and I had to walk the dogs...it was bitterly cold, mostly because of the wind coming in from the sea. I really need some gloves. All my pairs from last year have run off to the glove circus (this idea is copyright to me! I plan to write twee children's books and make my fortune. *grin*).
I did my Bio and stuff, and was typing up my back-logged Psych' studies when we had a complete power cut. None of my work was saved - so everything was lost. It's so frustrating.
So, I was sitting in out office in the dark, which is kinda creepy. It was absolutely pitch black, because all the street lights had gone down too. I felt my way into the living room, picking up a torch which we keep on the filing cabinet (it's magnetic). So me and mum went and collected candles (not hard - mum had a bag of a HUNDRED tea lights...how weird is that?). We rang the electric company, though it didn't do much good. We sat in the candle light and played cards for and hour and a half, and then I rang ELLIE and moaned at the poor girl for a while. *love you dear*
So when Dad got home we went into town and picked up Pat and went to have a meal at this nice Italian place. Yum...'twas very nice. Made up for the rest of the day being so annoying.
oops, gotta go...more later
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Wednesday, November 27, 2002
Being all angsty and shit.
I wonder why my skin hates me, and decided to leave my face in the form of tiny little dry shreds?
Big news: Imogen DOES NOT CARE why enzymes don't work at 5 degrees C. She never plans to either.
Also: Imogen has found that it is usually at one/one thirty in the morning that her seventeen year old brother sleep talks. He has lovely happy conversations with himself. Imogen doesn't appreciate knowing that "The socks go it THAT box".
Headlines: It's cold. Chocolate cures all. My throat doesn't love me anymore. Clean hair smells nice.
Good news: I've done my first Bio coursework (again).
Bad news: All of the above. XD
slut-twin I'm gonna call you soon.
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Monday, November 25, 2002
I am a sick, sick person.
The world of Harry Potter is cool. The world of HP fanfic, is, well, amazing, if you read the right stuff. Some is frankly CRAP, but others are very spiffy. Like here. mmmmmhhhhmmm.
My terrible mind is taking me a place I really don't wanna go. Yes my friends, I'm talking Snape/Hermione (set in the future, naturally. Otherwise it would just be too truly gross). I'm going to see if I can make it plausable. If I can't, then I really want someone to kill me, or at least cleanse my thoughts...
--Imogen was derailed @ 06:22 p.m.--
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Monday, November 25, 2002
Oh dear god. My mind has been taken by Harry/Draco pairing. <0.0>
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Sunday, November 24, 2002
OK, so probably no one will ever notice this feeble jesture, and ok, so I'm not really involved, but this kind of behaviour makes me reallypissed.
Shoi, I don't know you very well, and I hope that you don't mind me saying this. You're a very good friend of her, and she is one of my dearest friends on this planet. So I kind of feel I know you. I'm truly sorry that you're having a tough time. I know a little of what it's like to be depressed. So I wish you well. *hugs*
It's just his kind of behaviour that drives me UP THE FRIKKING WALL. If you ever happen to wander in here, please leave, I don't appreciate it.
once again, sorry if I'm interfering. I'll butt out now.
--Imogen was derailed @ 11:25 p.m.--
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Sunday, November 24, 2002
OK, so probably no one will ever notice this feeble jesture, and ok, so I'm not really involved, but this kind of behaviour makes me reallypissed.
Shoi, I don't know you very well, and I hope that you don't mind me saying this. You're a very good friend of her, and she is one of my dearest friends on this planet. So I kind of feel I know you. I'm truly sorry that you're having a tough time. I know a little of what it's like to be depressed. So I wish you well. *hugs*
It's just his kind of behaviour that drives me UP THE FRIKKING WALL. If you ever happen to wander in here, please leave, I don't appreciate it.
once again, sorry if I'm interfering. I'll butt out now.
--Imogen was derailed @ 11:25 p.m.--
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Sunday, November 24, 2002
lol, I cannot believe I just watched an hour-long program, devoted to the ARSE! Still, was quite interesting. Apparently the age of black asses has come...Afro-Carribian's are bootylicious.
There was this one woman (american) who paid FOURTEEN THOUSAND DOLLARS to have a J-Lo type butt. She did look stunning afterards, but really, she was pretty damn hot to begin with! If I was her I would have saved my money and worked out a bit more. lol
There was a 'doctor' on this program who said that the sexy-ist waist:butt ratio was 7:10, ie for every seven inches of waist there are ten inches of butt. HAHAHAHA! I WIN! For once I have the best ratio! *laughs manically*
Today was the ceremonial parents-watching-the-ballet-lesson-before-the-exam day. I know it's silly, but I find it really nerve racking! But I did pretty well, and Momma said she thought I did really well, so I'm all smiley. Mum danced to a very high level (she was offered a place at the Royal Ballet School), so her approval is important to me...apart from the general importance of knowing your parents think your good. My Dad is the only Dad who ever comes in to watch. I think that's kind of nice.
I'd better get my bootylicious self off to bed then, I suppose. Stuff to do in the morning. I think...*grins*
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Saturday, November 23, 2002
*screams* I just saw the most hilarious thing EVER! Troccadaro Ballet de Monte Carlo (I think). Basically, they are male ballet dancers who rip the piss out of serious ballet. It's subtle, yet side-splitingly funny! I don't think I can even begin to describe how funny it all was...*sighs happily*
The worst thing was, that they were so excellent en pointe! And some of those guy's LEGS! I'd die for legs like those! *laughs* They were wonderful dancers...
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Friday, November 22, 2002
What's your sexual appeal?
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NerdSlut, eh? KEWL!
which harry potter character are you?
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Neat. I think this follows on from the NerdSlut theory,don't you? --_^
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Thursday, November 21, 2002
The 'geezer' at the top of my blog is Angel...or as some call him David Boreanaz (can't spell, ok?).
I'm getting majorly bored of him at the moment though. Plus seeing him staring at you for any length of time just freaks me out. I'll have to get back to wonderful Twin-type about a new layout. I'm thinking...Something like a picture of The Angel of the North, which I love. Then I could put up Alex-Munchkin's poem (sorry it's taking so long...I've not forgotten though!) and it would all tie in nicely, ne?
I have to stop blogging now and finish up my psych' work. Mom drew up a plan, whereby I finish bio and psych by the 20th of December. Hell, I've waited a LONG time for that day! XDXD.
I have earache.
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Wednesday, November 20, 2002
lol, Pillow has ordered that I should blog.
Am a tad confused by this as he doesn't like my bloggage, but hey, who am I to wonder at such inconsistancy? I change my mind enough about most stuff anyway...*__*
humhumhum...what should I blog about, dearlings?
Today was a looong day. I'll talk you through it...a personal guide to a day in the life of Imogen, soon-to-be SUPREME RULER OF THE UNIVERSE! mwahahahahahaha!
ok...got up 7:45. Did music practise. Ate crumpets (aren't crumpets just the BEST? When I was little I loved them so much I used to not bother cooking them and ate them cold. ew.), found clothing, collected necessary items such as swimming clothes and Mother, and left for the bus.
None of my favourite bus-people were on the bus today. Damn. Usually there are some really interesting people, but it was pretty boring today...teenagers going into Durham Sixth Form Centre, mad girl with fluffy white bobbles in her hair (WHY?), and this insane skater-guy who was actually really nice to me.
piano lesson was OK...must practise and do better next week. I hate letting Mrs F down.
I walked down through town and went to the swimming pool. Nice swimming dude was there...I've barely talked to him, but you can just tell that he is a sweet person. Must collect him and make him a Munchkin...*ponder*
I swam forty lengths, which I was pretty impressed with, as I did it in as many minutes (as far as I can tell...I couldn't read the clock face! Lazer eye surgery is on my agenda for when I turn 21. Eye sight is so much more practical than a car.). Mental note: lose lots of weight. What if I die right now and I have to be buried with such a fat arse? I'm not spending eternity with this backside, no siree! On a plus side, I quite like my arms and head. *giggle*
Got bus home, and devoured soup and toast (I was RAVENOUS! What is it about winter that makes everyone hungry, even when we live in central heated houses and have a good diet all year round? It madness I tells ya!). Unfortunately I then had to venture out into the pouring rain with my darling dogs. Whoo.
Mom and I did English Lit and Math when I got home. Was fun (well, Math wasn't FUN, but it wasn't dire agony either, so I'm pretty ok with it so far...)
The other day I wrote this really lond email to my English tutor, introducing myself and stuff (you know how I ramble on), and his reply said this: Thank you for your long e-mail . I feel I really know you well now . Your love of books and drama gives you a good foundation on which to build . I am looking forward to working with you . I'm thinking...short and sweet, to be charitable. But honestly, I put at least a little effort into mine...I still know nothing about him! Hope he isn't a schooly-type teacher...that'd do me in. shucks.
I saw this programme about this British-Muslim woman (25), and he parents had said that if she didn't marry in six months, they'd arrange a marriage for her! (if they were so into that anyway, why wasn't she married at 16?) So she put ads on the internet and met this guy who was working in Saudi, but was British, and they met up (well, their families did...she hardly SPOKE to the poor guy before the wedding), and they got hitched. Thing is, they did that bit traditionally, so she ended up married to a guy she didn't really know...the only plus on a fully arranged marriage was that she got to have a look-see before she was bound forever. I tell you, if I was made to live in a culture like that, people would know. oh yeah, THEY'D KNOW. Imogen respects religion. Imogen LOVES her own way.
ooh...how did I get onto that? hmm.
I'll blog more tomorrow...just so sleepy now...
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Tuesday, November 19, 2002
I've only got a few minutes before I have to go and serve up chilli, but I thought I might as well blog a bit to pass time.
Been doing coursework for Bio and Psych today. It just really freaks me out. But I'm clinging to the hope that even if I mess this up I can make it up in the exam, as coursework only counts towards 20% of the final mark.
Mum has been so grumpy today...yrgh, nothing I did was satisfactory. Honestly, sometimes I really wonder why I even bother to live up to expectations, as they are so ridiculously high you would not believe.
Still, could be worse. My parents could be so fixated on my academic achievement that I had a tutor and was doing GCSEs from age seven or something. XD. Always a bright side, huh?
I finished reading Mort. It's so cool. I got the Death Triolgy from the library, so I'm going to start on Reaper Man this evening. Though I really have to do piano practise because I haven't practised all week. *sigh*
I feel so tired...I couldn't sleep again last night. My mind won't switch off. Usually I just day dream (night dream?) and that soothes me, but for someone who is practically the MASTER of fantasy, I'm being amazingly rubbish. Maybe I wore out my imagination or something? Everything I think about turns into something awful, or leads me back to my original horrible thoughts anyhow. meh.
gotta go, food calls...
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Monday, November 18, 2002
ok Munchkin, I forgive you! *beams* I think that CUTE is exactly the right word to use, but do give me an alternative and I'll make it official. lol
teehee, people I don't know know about me! This is scary, but sort of interesting...*mystery*
I die for Bond...Halle Berry (spelling, anyone?) AND Judi Dench. It must be some sort of feminist comeback in the world of 007. XD
YEA! Finally sorted some of my coursework today. Made me feel a hell of a lot better. Did a bit of English too, which was so wonderfully easy I could have jumped for joy! (do grand jetes count?)
DAMN. Piano practise.
Am reading Mort by T. Pratchett. THat man rocks, I tells ya! Very jealous of Elli-kitten 'cause she got to meet him once. *.*
my throat feels all horrible...perhaps something to do with the fact that I couldn't sleep last night...or maybe I'm dying of some godawful disease and have yet to realise...lol.
Saw Joanna Lumly giraffe prog last night. Me and mum giggled happily all the way though, because she's so sweet! But I thought I was going to cry when the young male was leaving the sanctuary and his father came to say goodbye...*sniffle*
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Sunday, November 17, 2002
Which Rock Chick Are You?
okaaay then...
Which elemental faerie are you?
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I'm a faerie! *flitters*
Who's your inner gay man?
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XD, and why not?
What kind of girl are you?
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So true. ;)
The Subculture Label Quiz
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Fine then. Sheesh, black clothes, eyeliner and big boots don't make me Goth...oh, right, they do. XD
Do you deserve an award?
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Whatever. I'll have you know that I'm not A bitch, I'm THE bitch, and that's MISS bitch to you!
I'm Athena!
Cool. Always said I was a Goddess...*snukker*
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Sunday, November 17, 2002
Do you ever find that you can love something so much that it almost hurts you? It makes me want to cry, but I'm also very happy. Man, it's weird.
On to a more frivalous subject I think...
I really wanna go see Die Another Day, I know it's lame an all, but hey, it's JAMES BOND! As a feminist and a would-be film critic I would like to say this: the films are sometimes good, but mostly truly terrible. I love them. XD, that's life, I guess. Also, Judi Dench is just great as M...I love the 'evil queen of numbers' bit, and the first film she was in where she said 'I have no compunction about sending a man out to die, Bond'! I mean, doesn't EVERY woman in the WORLD desire for an opportunity like that?
oh...maybe it's just me then...*giggle*
oooh, my passion for Aromatherapy has revived itself. I'm damn well going for my year-late massage at some point and chat to her (the aromatherapist) about it, as I'd be interested in persuing it as a career. Mom says that I'd be better off training as a Psychologist of some sort, getting a regular job and then going on to alternative therapies, as they cost a LOT to learn/qualify in.
I so want my singing teacher to recover from her op' and start teaching again! Wanna SING. *pouts* A song I just play over and over right now is 'Stop' by Sam Brown...it ROCKS! Also 'Feelin Good' by Nina Simone, as it is a fantasic song, and the way she sings it is amazing.
I have such a looong list of CDs that I want, I keep on forgetting them! I may print it out and leave it around the house, hoping that my family in general are suddenly filled with love and go buy me them! still, Xmas time approaches (eeeeeek! I love it I love it! *sparkle*)
Lol, there is a piece of paper on this desk that says "Imogen is a freakishly good-looking person." I wrote that begining, Pat the middle, and me the end. Sometimes I truly want to squish my brother. He's so funny and cute...some of the time!
I suppose I'd better go to bed. huh. Where did everybody GO? *wails tragically*
--Imogen was derailed @ 12:06 a.m.--
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Saturday, November 16, 2002
oh. Now I get it. Yeah, the hair-buying dude was neat. Rather fabulous to be mistaken for 18, ne? *giggles*
Also, dearest, I don't give a flying f*ck about you-know-who and whether anything happens or not. All I care is that you're happy. I love you, remember that.
Mom has chipped or cracked a bone in her elbow joint. That's not good. 'Cause she fell twice, pretty damn hard on the ice rink yesterday. She landed each time on her left hand, and it must have jarred all the way up her arm. She's got it in a sling, but it hurts and she's a bit low about it all. *sigh*
I gotta remember to post Alex's Winter Present today. Damn, hope it get there in time. I do so love present giving. I sorted Mom and Dad, I know what I'm getting for most of my friends too...just the occaisional blank. *.*
My hair is in two plaits. I feel unbearably cute. I might possibly start to sing about sunshin and lolipops, if you're not careful...*evilness*
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Friday, November 15, 2002
Honey "NEAT" is not the word for scary ass-watching guy. I think the phase "clinically INSANE" is more appropiate. *gringrin*
Hope that you get your Anti-Christ outfit all done up. ooooh, the photos!
Where did everybody go? Munchkin no-longer leaves me cute messages. This makes Imogen sad. :( lol
The ice-skating today was rather spiffy. I did forwards (I know, I rock), backwards, one leg and cross-stepping! *eek* I'm very proud of myself. Only fell over once when learning to cross-step, so that is wonderful as well. teehee. Pat was AWFUL at backwards, god love him. he has no balence whatsoever. I really have to drag Pillow, Bunny and Bunny-twin there. hehehe. please?
Have to go cook.
--Imogen was derailed @ 07:30 p.m.--
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Thursday, November 14, 2002
Ok, so I'm coming clean.
No nose-piercing for I-chan.
'Twas a hilarious joke though. *gringrin* I am the QUEEN OF EVIL!
Lol, agreement for us dearest: you keep your name and I keep my un-adulterated nose. *laughs*
oh so tired...Momma and I are going ice-skating tomorrow...I'd better go to bed before I die right here, right NOW!.
*lovelove*
--Imogen was derailed @ 10:41 p.m.--
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Thursday, November 14, 2002
lalalala...I'm in the middle...
according to the "how high is your self esteem?" test, i have...
DECENT self-esteem.
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Thursday, November 14, 2002
Wow, I mean WOW.
I did it...I GOT MY NOSE PIERCED!
We were so early for the train yesterday that we went to walk around Bristol and somehow...I rang Mom and she just said there was nothing she could do to stop me...*amazed*
It's kinda sore and a bit pink, but it looks SO COOL, you would not BELIEVE!
Must go, breafast to eat, Robert Winston to watch....
--Imogen was derailed @ 11:34 a.m.--
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Wednesday, November 13, 2002
*squeal* My Ellie is sooo cute looking! I braided her hair in two plaits, and now she's sitting on the sofa looking adorable. eeek!
Mimi showed me her fairy costume for her party (sob sob), and it is most wonderful, with little wings and FISHNET TIGHTS! *DIES*
I'm pretty damn tired...Ellie, Mimi and I watch Dog Soldiers last night, and Rae and I tried to watch Panic Room but were too sleepy.
Rae said that in the night I sat up and said "I've got to pack yoga and cute boys". Good plan I think.
--Imogen was derailed @ 09:53 a.m.--
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Tuesday, November 12, 2002
I'm SCARED!
Me and Elli-chan went to Bath again today and had much fun and chocolate obsession. All wonderful. Then we go to the library to meet Rae-mother and Rae-brother. On the way into the library this guy in a cafe totally oggles me, so I think 'huh weird freaky guy' and pay no more attention. We're early, so we sit and read for a while. When we meet up with Rae-relations we go out to a cafe for a drink. On the way we pass the guy again. He stares once more. meh. On the way back from the cafe however, he is waiting, and he says 'u'alright?' to me. I don't really hear, so I keep on walking. I look back just to see if he's gone back inside. But oh no, HE'S LEANING OUT OF THE CAFE, WATCHING MY ASS! Ellie scampers up to me to give moral support, and on the escalator down we do our lesbian act...and guess what? HE'S LEANING OVER THE BANISTER WATCHING! Cue Imogen and Rachel BURSTING into laughter, making all other people in shopping centre stare!
I guess in a way it's kinda complementary...I mean it's not usual for me to have guys stare at me (unless in horror and fear), but really, what a PERVE. *ickickick*
Wish I had the presence of mind to say something, but being me I was too amazed to do anyhting but run! *mad girl*
eeeek.
Ed-pillow, I do know your name. I just call you Pillow because you ARE one, and you seem to be twitchy about my bloggage anyway. Hereafter you'll be Ed, ye? NOT Shay. If you want to be called Shay, I'm afraid this is the end of the road. I can't go out with any called Shay...I'd die. XD love ya anyways.
Lil-bean DARRRRLING...*petpetpet* MUST see you again! LOVE!
must go...food is calling to me in a plantive little voice...
--Imogen was derailed @ 06:39 p.m.--
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Monday, November 11, 2002
Alan Rickman is Snape. He's a sexy-evil-wizard! *happy Imlet*
I was off the rails anyway...you didn't notice?
lol, Ellie gave me a top of hers, saying that it was too small for her and that it flew open if she breathed in too deeply. It is fine for me though, so I put it on and we went out. As we were walking through B-o-A, I feel a cold draft on my front.
Imogen looks down.
Imogen screams.
Imogen briefly thanks god that she was wearing sport top instead of lacey bra.
Imogen frantically tries to button up top.
Imogen is lead into library, where friend kindly does up rouge top, and stops Imogen from laughing herself to death in hysterical fashion.
It's a lovely top. I just think it hates me. must remember to keep a closer eye on it in future...*grins*
--Imogen was derailed @ 10:27 p.m.--
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Monday, November 11, 2002
Ok. So. How many calories did we ingest today Imogen?
um...ten thousand?
Yes my dears. I am a pig-woman. I had a slice of toast, two savoury courses of chinese food, two deserts and a hot chocolate WITH marshmallows AND cream, AND a giant cookie. Oh, and did I mention that I just ate a bowl of noodles?
And you know what? I don't feel guilty. You people go and count your calories if that's really how you feel. Frankly my dears, I don't give a fuck anymore.
ok...um, why so angry? answer: hell knows.
I love being here with Elli-chan. It's sort of like being at a haven. Basically, getting away from home makes me realize how hugely it sucks. meh. Scary-parent-type arguments. *hides undertable*
eeek! thanks pillow, you're a honey...as I believe I've said before. Rae says she gets why I like you. *laughs* Sadly you're not effeminate enough for her. She likes her guys girly and her girls cute. XD. You're safe.
I have one more day here and then I'm coming home. Sad or happy we ask...
--Imogen was derailed @ 10:13 p.m.--
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Monday, November 11, 2002
eeeeek! Harry Potter! Harry, Ron and Malfoy's voices BROKE! *laughs*
SEXY-ASS ALAN RICKMAN is in it! *grins
ok...clam...or maybe calm? Yes, I'll calm down. I believe lack of sleep is doing this to me. And I'm disgustingly hungry, considering that I let Rae-Parents stuff me last night at tea time. I was very very hungry though.
Elli-chan and I are getting the train into Bath and having Chinese Buffet! So I'll not bother with breakfast, as it will be like brunch.
I'm getting a bit cold. I'm only wearing two towels (one on head and one on body). Must get dressed...
--Imogen was derailed @ 10:25 a.m.--
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Sunday, November 10, 2002
hehehe...watched Stigmata and Dogma sometimes between last night and this morning, napping inbetween. Stigmata was cool, not completely scary, but freaky enough when the woman gets all possesed.
Dogma was funny, but not laugh-out-loud funny. ALAN RICKMAN! *eeek eeek* SEXY-LICIOUS VOICE! pity that he's about fifty three now...
lo, you would not believe how sweet she is! I want to shrink her and take her home with me! She might not be too happy about that though...heehee.
oh, so hungry. must go forage.
--Imogen was derailed @ 08:40 a.m.--
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Saturday, November 9, 2002
Had most fabulous time at TheBean's Bas Mitzvah today!
Lots of fun getting ready, greeting people I had heard lots about but bearly met (sweet sweet gossip), and seeing Mimi and my Twin...I'm with her now. She's bouncing to Britney Spears. XD. i love my gorgeous friends.
Lily liked her Garnet earrings and the necklace I gave her, which was really good. She wore this really cool purple dress. I was in black, naturally, and I'm actually pretty happy with how I looked, for once. Maybe this is something to do with the fact that I started knocking back the wine at one o clock? *gringrin*
Thing is, I think my alcohol tolerence is pretty high, unusually for a person who doesn't actually drink, so the wine only dhydrated me, so after a while I switched to water. Also, we danced lots and lots, so my feet are really sore on the bottoms. *cries*
Mimi is staying with Lil-bean until Monday, so I'm with Ellie to smut and so forth with, which is very wonderful. We're going to watch Dogma and bounce NaNoWriMo around with each other tonight.
Oh, Pillow, at least Viggo whats-his-face has clean teeth (and a pretty damn sexy voice). Your darling KB is well...ahem. meh. *hugs misguided boyfriend*
ooooh, Ellie-babe is so pettable. Must go pet her.
--Imogen was derailed @ 10:09 p.m.--
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Friday, November 8, 2002
eeeeek! I'm with the Lil-bean! It is most wonderful here...Lil-bean and I just spent about TWO HOURS making shortbread for tomorrow. I started trying to kill my shortbread people though. Nasty suspicious looking things they were. meh. *grin*
Tomorrow it is her Bas Mitzvah (non-religious), which I greatly lok forward to. I'm wearinbg entir#ely black, for a change! XD I think maybe I should get away from black so much? meh, I like it. *happy*
Now I'm going to watch TV.
Love you all and keeping logging in, as I expect to blog more. *hughug*
--Imogen was derailed @ 08:17 p.m.--
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Thursday, November 7, 2002
Did damn assignment about Freud. Stupid Freud, he really was a dope-smoking freak.
I'm wearing a mad-towel-turban, but my hair is so long it's coming out of the back and is all drippy, because I just went and had a shower and washed it. What can be done about my hair? It is insane and won't do as it is told. Begin to think that Hair-behaviourist is in order. Or perhap just a nice sharp pair of scissors. XD
Damn thing is, I don't think I have the nerve to cut my hair, even though it would probably be easier to manage and suit me better. I've had it long for most of my life. tsuh. This is ridiculous, it's HAIR!
Anyway, shampoo smells nice. Much better than the yucky chemical smell of the previous one. mmmmmm, herbal essences. According to the bottles, my hair will now be fuller, more shiny and moisturised. hum, does my hiar NEED to be fuller? It attacks people as it is...maybe this was just signing my life sentance? *grin*
oooh, it's 11:11am! I love that. teehee.
I have glorious feeling of today as being the last day in hell. All i have to do is wind up my work load (easy but mind-numbingly BORING), pack (sensibly this time), and go to ballet and get feeling of satisfaction as I know I will have burnt three hundred calories, or something equally ridiculous. Life is pretty ok.
hm. Mum still not up. Doesn't bode so well. Last time she stayed in bed this long she was really ill. I don't know whether to go and look in on her. She might like company...or she might be resting. Could go and listen at door?
It's a bit weird being the only one up. Pat is still in bed. The sweet nutter is tiring himself out. I feel a bit mean, because I thought he'd left for work, so I tried to go in his room to borrow the dictaphone, but he was sleeping. I may have woken him, I can't be sure.
Think I may go and play piano before I embark on boring typing once more. Really is very boring. I wish we had one of those things you speak into and the computer types it.
--Imogen was derailed @ 11:05 a.m.--
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Thursday, November 7, 2002
Let it be said here and now that I did NOT fix the LOTR quiz...Aragorn is mine by pure chance (and the answers are SO easy to get!). *laughs*
Anyway, you're one to talk, you like Kate Beckinsale.
How much are Webcams? Need one. GIVE ME NOW!
ooooh, I'm going away tomorrow! eeek! Will have such a cool time...though /do/ have to work a bit. Nevermind, will be much more fun with someone else to study with. Here all I have is a broken chair and my CD player. *grin*
I can't believe my damn chair broke on me (under me). I guess the whole spinning around and around thing wasn't healthy for it, but still...In it's place I hope to get a really cool office chair OR one of those Japanese ones that you curl your legs under. Cool.
I am meant to be typing up an assignment right now...bleh.
My English Lang' and Lit', and Intermediate Math came yesterday. It was sort of fun opening it all up and looking at it. It sort of scared me that the Math file was the size of the 2 English PUT TOGETHER! *screams* This does NOT make Imogen happy.
As I said, Twin, I have a feeling that neither of us will have much bother with the English...*gringrin* oh, I must stop being smug.
Xmas in forty-nine days! oh, shopping to be done! Strangely enough I actually have an idea of what to get my Dad (he is awful to buy for, never know what he might like). I'd like to get Mom some Opal, but probably too expensive. I want to get her something really nice though. Patrick...hell knows. Again, something good as it will be his last proper Xmas at home. (lol, I'll be like an only child next year!).
must go, have wasted far too much time. Must stop dilly-dallying...But Imogen, you're So good at it...write a leetle more...you know you want to...
NOOOO! Must-resist-temptation...
--Imogen was derailed @ 09:16 a.m.--
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Wednesday, November 6, 2002
How much more cool could this get? (apart from the whole strangulation thing).
* Which Tragic Shakespearean Heroin are You? *
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Who is your Ideal Lord of the Rings (male) Mate?
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--Imogen was derailed @ 05:09 p.m.--
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Wednesday, November 6, 2002
YES! WEDDINGS /ARE/ POINTLESS! THANK YOU FOR AGREEING!
I'm mean, it's nice an all, but I would probably never ever get married...I mean, the fuss, the expense, damn patronising priests and stuff...way to go ruin the happiest day of your life! But then again, fbulous dresses...*gringrin* I can get me a fabulous dress anytime.
--Imogen was derailed @ 11:42 a.m.--
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Wednesday, November 6, 2002
XD, in the library. But, exciment of excitment, I'M IN THE REFERENCE SECTION! On the first floor, no less. *grin*
It is actually quite nice here. Very quite...no small, loud, though adorable children running around. More students. Better air conditioning.
I overslept to the worst degree this morning. The alarm went off at seven thirty, but instead of getting up I feel straight back to sleep and awoke when Mum started calling me at nine o clock. It was terrible. I had to haul ass to the bathroom, wash, dress, find all my music stuff and other random things, grab an apple and go. I dislike being rushed. I always make sure that I'm fully prepared for everything (hence my ridiculous packing fever), and running out of the house twenty minutes after waking up is not my idea of being in control. >.<
Had a very good music lesson...I always feel better when I know I acutally deserve the praise. Also Mrs F gave me more music, so that is good. Me likes.
Mimi darling, I totally agree with her! You blog well, and we could have much fun I believe. Also, then ThePillow could visit. He seems to think very well of you...he likes your sense of homour. I look forward to the day that you meet. Then our S.Os will be on an even footing. *laughs*
I think this blog will be the biggest blog in the history of thw world. I have another forty minutes on this computer, and nothing else to do. A dangerous combination.
Ellie don't let work get you down. It's very sensible of you to put back the exam date, and I know how hard it is to admit that one needs more time. It just takes a test run or two to let ourselves get the right balance. Also, you are so clever, you won't have any problems with it in the end. I mean, JAPANESE! I really admire you for doing all that off your own bat. I mean...wow...
oooh, me and Momma are going to go and get a present for TheBean later on. I LOVE present buying! It's even better than receiving presents, because you have all the fun of CHOOSING too! Although I'm not knocking presents...-_^
hmmm...will go and have another bash at making a quiz of my own...or doing someone else's. ah, quizes...what a fantasic way of wasting time.
--Imogen was derailed @ 11:17 a.m.--
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Tuesday, November 5, 2002
Pillow-dearest, you are a charmer. *grin*
you go read her blog...and no more bad attempts at sacasm...it doesn't suit you, butter-heart.
Dearest, I can't wait to see you...my outfit is quite cool. Mum got mad about the whole black thing, but the way I see it, black is fabulous in many ways: it's slimming, it's sexy, it goes with anything (esp. more black), it always looks good and it suits me. Enough reasons?
must go sleep...I'm tired and I have stuff to do in the morning. *big hugs to all*
--Imogen was derailed @ 11:12 p.m.--
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Tuesday, November 5, 2002
I'm cold and touchy. meh.
I also have to type up some work stuff still before Mum works out that I haven't done it. But hey, it wasn't /my/ idea to go shopping for an hour and then make tea, now was it? XD I'll get it done.
oooooh...Return of the Jedi!
--Imogen was derailed @ 07:58 p.m.--
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Tuesday, November 5, 2002
I went to Ireland at the end of August for a family wedding (I don't have Irish relations, they just moved there.), and I went with my Dad and his sister and parents. We even took the bloody WEDDING CAKE (Grandma made it), over on the scary Ryan Air plane. It was the first time I had flown, and I was petrified, as anyone you knows me will understand, because I'm not a happy bunny when I have to go high in the air...oh no.
Anyway, what was the point of this? oh yeah, right.
We stayed in this really mental B+B place called Hogan's...they were ADORABLY INSANE! Everything to them was 'grand' and they wouldn't rest until you had drunk about a pot of tea each and eaten a loaf of bread for your breakfast. I loved them.
So we all had a fairly ok time at this wedding (I'll cut short the family saga), and then we flew back to Leeds and took my grandparents and aunt home. All nice and easy. Dad and I came back North and everyone was happy.
And don't get me wrong, what is about to follow is very pleasant for me...it's just freaking me out!
My grandma won't shut up about how nice I am and how I'm supposedly beautiful (ok, fine, I'll go with that! Grandmas are meant to do that, no?), and my aunt just wrote a letter to my Dad and in it she says how caring and sweet I am.
You may be thinking at this point, what's wrong with that? Why isn't she busy preening and glowing with satisfaction? I'll tell you why: IT'S FREAKING ME OUT! I didn't do anything especially caring, or sweet and although I looked pretty nice (you gotta make and effort for a wedding), I SO wasn't radiently beautiful. The thing that most freaks me is that my Grandma won't let go of the fact that this guy who was part of the band at the reception party(Paddy or Jerry, I can't remember which), had supposedly said to my aunt something along the lines of 'can you introduce me to that girl(moi) etc etc'. URGH! Scary Irish men not realizing I'm FOURTEEN! Scary Grandma, being PLEASED about this! arrrrrghhhhhhhh. This is really not a natural scenario, ok? Grandmas aren't meant to want their granddaughters to be objects of attraction...especially not to 27year old (and I'm being generous here), guitar-playing, country and western-singing (I'm not even joking, it's that bad), Guiness-loving (mmmm....Guiness), men! *screams*
Weird as hell, do not you agree? *quakes in fear of all older Irish men*
Anyway, I'd better stop ranting and go do some work...bleh. Still, I can treat myself with a film or something this evening, and speak to her this evening. *happyjoy*
--Imogen was derailed @ 10:16 a.m.--
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Monday, November 4, 2002
Sometimes I think: Imogen, you're such a lazy-ass creature.
Then I realize....it's not me that's lazy, it's everyone else who have the big problem of rushing around, always DOING.
That's the way I like to see it anyhow. *gringrin*
I'm now at the point in biology where I'm actually liking what I'm doing, and in psych' where I'm thinking 'argh, no no! Saaaaavvee meeeeeeee!'. XD. I'll manage. I just have huge big fears about organising this coursework...I have to read up on an experiment by Asch, and it's so loooong, you would not believe. Still, my idea so I have to follow through. Something to do on my train journey me thinks.
I started on NaNoWrimo, and I am enjoying it...but kinda worried about the whole 50,000 words by the end of the month thing. O.O help me, oh elusive muse.
mmmmm....lunch....
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Sunday, November 3, 2002
So, was woken from my wonderful slumber by my Papa, who said that he and Momma had decided to go shopping at the Metro Centre (to get her B-day gift), and would I like to come and get a top for Lil-bean's party? this was all fine and dandy, apart from the fact that it was so hot last night that I, er, ommitted to wear my pyjamas. XD.
So we drove to the Metro Centre, and the first place we went was House of Fraser, and I found this really nice little top, but the tag said it was £18, so I thought hey, maybe I'll find something better for not such a ridiculous price. Mum got herself a coat from House of Fraser, and we moved on. We went to Dorethy Perkins, Miss Selfrige, Next, M&S and Monsoon. Ten arguments later (mostly about the fact that I wear black. What is wrong with black now?)...we're at House of Fraser. I get the little top and a shawl-thing to wear over it. *sighs* Still, at least it wasn't SO bad...unbelivably, there have been worse shopping trips.
In Dorethy Perkins I was twice mistaken for a sales assistant...*puzzles*
Did see a most gorgeous ball gown though. Even Mom agreed with me on that score. I know it is stupidly extravigant and everything, but I'm really looking forward to my sixth form prom! Dressing up is always so kewl.
So, all I need to do now is find something nice to give Lily. I want to get something special for her...
I'd better go...I have ballet at Crook at four.
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Saturday, November 2, 2002
I set my alarm to go at 9am today, but when it went off I felt so bad I couldn't face doing any work. You know the feeling that you WILL DIE if you try and use your brain for even the most ellimentary of tasks? I had that, but multiplied by no sleep and a desire to find myself a nice little burrow. -_^
I basically bummed around for most of the morning and then fuinally showered and dressed and got money and a lift off my Dad so that I could go into town and window shop and see Red Dragon with Bunny and BunnyTwin.
I think I've found a really cool top for Lil-bean's Bas Mitzvah, depending on my Momma. It's black and see-through. XD. I think she'll be ok about it, though you can never tell with parents. *shakes head*
Red Dragon was once again, very cool. Anthony Hopkins kicks butt...he's such a good actor. You forget that he is just an actor and just believe that he is Hannibal Lecter. *in awe*
God I'm so tired. Think I will go and lie around bemoaning the fact that I forgot to ask Dad to buy the Gaurdian instead of the Independant today, and have therefore lost my free Badly Drawn Boy CD. *cries*
PS. I'll bring more quizzes in when the site will load. *lovelovelove*
--Imogen was derailed @ 08:05 p.m.--
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Friday, November 1, 2002
arrrrrrgghhhhh, need to write NaNoWriMo! Need to have IDEAS for NaNoWriMo! *goes insane with the mental strain*
Note to self: Aqualung, Avril Lavigne and Tenatious D.
Must sleep or will collapse.
--Imogen was derailed @ 11:50 p.m.--
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Friday, November 1, 2002
gotta go, the samosas are waiting!
Friday, November 1, 2002
I think maybe it would have been a better idea to wash my hair last night, 'cause it is no way going to dry in half an hour. At the moment it looks like wet rat tails. oh, SO attractive! drrrr. Still, at least it is clean...
I signed up for NaNoWriMo and now I'm completely bemused. Still, I'm getting used to that!
Gaming today. Which is great...but I got a very small amount of sleep last night. hm. Combine this with PMS and you've got a-not-very-adorable-Imogen on your hands...oh no.
But I have to stick to my resoloution of being nice. It would be kinda embarrassing if I gave up after a day. XD It would be an even worse record than my 'not eating wheat diet'. I think I scraped by on two days for that one...
it a bit awful really that I've been on diets since I was ten. Not that I ever told anyone, as my mum would have gotten worried. Thing is, the only 'diet' I ever lost a significant amount of weight on was the one where I skipped breakfast and lunch and had a miniscule amount of food at tea time. It wasn't healthy and it made me unhappy (or was I unhappy before? I don't really remember). It's terrible really, because I know how dumb it all is, but I still get sucked into it. bleh.
Argh, how did I get onto that? Weird. Anyway, must not get weighed down by crap stuff like that. Must concentrate on good things, like going back to bed and sleeping for the rest of the day. *beams*
gotta go, mum says I have an assignment back, so I have to go and look at it.
Thursday, October 31, 2002
oh for fuck's sake. I love all my friends...can't anyone understand this???
Thursday, October 31, 2002
I'm sweet and naive...so they believe! *evilevil*
Wednesday, October 30, 2002
Actually, I tinhk I prefer blogging here, as there is less chance of ALL the members of my so-called family coming up and bugging me about everyting I've ever done. XD
I think perhaps that the typical teenhood has nothing to do with the teenagers themselves. i think it happens once the parents have lost the rosy glow of having children some fourteen years after their birth, and get REALLY ANTSY. It's just that I've never ever done a 'Kevin'. There have been times when I wanted to, but that doesn't really give me the right. But the way my nearest relations treat me, I might as well! *clutches head*
Mum won't get off my back about work. She has this random idea that if she doesn't bug me every single minute of the day, I won't do it. I've tried on numerous occaisions to point out that I a) work better in my own time (and on my own!), and b) that I'd be much happier about it all if she would just have a little faith. She seems to have wiped all the times I have gone to my room for sevveral hours and worked non-stop (with good results)from her memory. I told her last night that if she'd just LEAVE ME ALONE I could manage. But I'm not sure how far that sunk in, as I've tried that before. Maybe I should try talking to Dad?
Dad is another thing. Has he never heard of tolerance? Jeez, just because he has all his little minions to run around for him in his office t doesn't mean that that happens at home aswell. I think it also stems from his home life too...his mum and sisters did everything and the three guys in the house just sat back and let the food appear in front of them etc. I tell you, when i have kids THAT AIN'T GONNA HAPPEN. It even happens at home with Pat sometimes, although one of Mum's best traits is her fairness. ( She's a Libra - for once the stars got one right!)
oh dear. I can be a bitchy little so and so, can't I? I must try to be a generous and forgiving person. But the thing is, I love my family very dearly, and although I can get really pissed off with them, anyone else who tried that might wlak away missing a few vital bodyparts! Bottom line, I might not always like my family, but I will always love them.
Anyway, getting away from the teen-angst for a bit.
They seem to be ahving a kid's-day in here. Lots of small kids and their baby siblings. They are ADORABLE! Especially this one right next to me...his mom is using a computer, and he's on her back in a carry thing. *petpetpet*
ohohohoh, I'm hungry. We made sandwiches to have in town, but mum's got them so I have to wait until she turns up. *wails*
I went into Andy's Records just now, so that I could gaze longingly at various CDs. I really want the Aqualung CD...but I'm going halves in a personal CD player with mum, so I'll have to wait until I get any new music to play on it! Unless my parents feel unusually generous. *snorts*
hmmm...I'm gonna find lotsa nice quizzes to pass the time now... Tuesday, October 29, 2002
ooooooh, many lovely people that I love! I am filled with lovingness...I think I may go and phone a member of the Four to let my love spew out in an unholy tidal wave. hehehe. *waves* Sunday, October 27, 2002
Sunday, October 27, 2002
My eyes are big and sparkly...holidays are kewl, but coming home is almost better. I know everyone thinks it is weird (my entire family pointed and chanted "OCD" at me when I mentioned this), but somehow I never feel entirely clean on holiday. I think it's something to do with not having access to as much hot water as I want or something. I am forever doomed to go to holiday cottages that have only a certain amount of hot water at a time. And you can imagine how long it takes me to shower, if I wash my gory locks too. XD
I worked out this way of putting my hair up inside my hat so that it looks like my hair is only shoulder length. The minute I did it momma (the one who thinks my hair is beautiful and never wants me to cut it off) said "hey, that really suits you! Perhaps you should have it that length!". hmmm. Something I'll think about, maybe. Thing is, I like my hair, and it took me about half my life to grow so...I'm kinda attached to it.
Anyway, holidaying with Ellie was wonderful. She is spiffy as is Mimi, and having L-bean there even for just one night was fabtabulous. it totally sucks how I live an AGE away from them. hey ho, the telephone is a wonderful invention. -_^
The holiday with my family was cool aswell. My parents don't seem to be able to decide whether they hate or adore each other, but I've just decided to try and ignore it. If they want to behave like people with the emotional maturety of a three year old and the hormonal imbalence of an adolecent, far be it from me to try and help them out.
Apart from the moment of insanity, it was actually fun. Got to know this family that my partns have known the parents of since uni, and they are very sweet. They have a 15 yr old boy and a 10 yr old girl. The girl was a bit...but the guy was very funny. I don't think I've laughed so much in a year. He reminded me of my friend's sister, who has that knack of just totally cracking me up. *grins* ahhh...
But now I'm home and I got up at 8:30am ON A SUNDAY and did work. I did this because I'm taking out days from this next week to see friends etc as it is their half-term (the coolness and disadvantage of home-edding all at once), so I'm having to work on the weekend to make it up. So it goes.
IT IS ALMOST NOVEMBER! This year has been so...short. I'm sure I've missed a month or two...it just doen't seem possible. And yet, this time last year does seem about two years ago. ARGH, the human memory is an evil distorting thing!
Ok, I'm going to bugger off and eat something. Although this really does see like alot of effort. Maybe I'll not bother and just wait until someone nice comes along with something for me to nibble. Though in this house I'd be waiting until my birthday.
love ya darlings...chattage soon.
Sunday, October 20, 2002
Mimi's BF is fun, although I get nervous because he seems to be extremaly clever! He reminds me of my brother, but nicer! It is also quite spiffy to see them together...they are SO adorable!
I'm going to El's anime club with her today...four hours of unadulterated anime! I'm very excited. 'Twill be a new exprience, and a un one aswell, I'm sure.
In the last two days I've had a total of ten hours sleep. For a preson who needs twice as much as that in 48 hours, I'm very chirpy. I think maybe the intake of caffine and sugar that I don't normally allow my body is giving me a real kick. XD
oooh, the other day I bought the best hat ever! It is black (naturally) and felt I think. I like it alot, which is a bit strange as I'm not a very hat-ish sort of person. :D
Ah, holidaying will be much fun I believe. But I do want to get home. I never like to be away from home too long, although a holiday from work and stuff is always a good thing.
My feet are gettting cold now. I think I'm going to surf the net a little and then let El online.
bye honeys, don't pine too badly!
Thursday, October 17, 2002
ahem.
I have just spent the last seven hours (I think) riding rollercoasters, being terrified/delighted, and eating cold pizza and drinking hot chocolate. I love my frinds, Only they could induce me to such bizzrrre things (going down vertical drops and spinning round madly in the air). XD They are beatliful darlings though.
At the moment I'm in Ellie's bedroom, typing on the famous Clarice, listening to jazz and having an all-round spiffy time! Darling Mimi's sister brought in home made bounty bars! *eeeee* I love.
oh, fun. hahahahahahahaha!
I love you all darlings, but sign my frikking guestbook, huh?
Tuesday, October 15, 2002
My lips are all cracked and sore. It's all that damn breathing through my mouth that does it. huh. Thankfully the evil cold has departed my ravaged (sadly not *winks*) body.
HOLIDAY!!!!!!!! Tuesday, October 15, 2002
*laughs insanely* I adore my parents. XD
On that note I'd better get off the internet and go play with them.
sign my guestbook while I'm gone people, I'll send you happy-fun postcards!
(train of thought derailed and headed for Bath) Tuesday, October 15, 2002
mommy is mah fwend again now...I told her straight (as I do, usually) that the atmosphere wasn't nice, and we calmed down.
I'm trying to get mum and dad to let me stay on at Ellie's until Sunday eve, so that I can go to her Anime club (and meet M-chan's BF properly). hhhhmmm. Hope I can manage to work that one...it would be most cool.
I'm feeling quite sheepish at the moment. I have broken my own record for packing. Now my suitcase has nothing but clothes in(I had to squish is creully to close it), and I had to take everythingelse in my rucksack. They are both quite heavey now...8/
ooooops, must go! Tuesday, October 15, 2002
Dear god. Sometimes I really think 'who is living this life, me or you?' but I can't say it because it would just invoke unpleasentness and what is the point in that? Ivay
Better go and get on with all this, I have to go get my hair cut at half elven.
love me!
Monday, October 14, 2002
I'm feeling a bit dissapointed, as I thought that today was tomorrow, and then I suddenly realised I was wrong. *pouts* But still, if today was tomorrow, I would have missed yesterday's Friends, if you understand me? *laughs*
I wonder if Malcom in the Middle is on tonight? ooh, funny!
must go and work. Type up studies done by other people so that I can remember them for my exam...which no doubt will be asking me about the time Zimbardo totally fucked up some poor American people by playing God. oh yes. Really makes you want to be associated with these psychologist people, huh? sheesh, quite alot of them were total nutbars. Nevermind. When I grow up I oculd be an analyst, and be like Hannibal Lecter. *sweet* Monday, October 14, 2002
I was awake a lot of the night because of my unfortunate inability to breathe. I read an entire book, and picked up The Return of the King again, and promptly remembered why I stopped reading it! Usually books and films don't upset me all that much, but Frodo and Sam being in Mordor is SO depressing. I'm just having to wade through that at the moment, and waiting for the scene to return to the North (and Aragorn *winks*). I tell you, even in the BOOK Aragorn is a sexy-ass hero type. I wonder if J.R.R Tolkein realised that after his death many women (and men), would swoon at the imaginary feet of his creation? *giggles* oh dear, I am such a dreamer. It's very bad for me I'm sure.
In the real world I have thankfully done all my biology, for which I am jumping a whooping for joy and my head. All I have to do now is Psych, which comes easily to me, so I don't mind that in the slightest. -_^
Before I leave this place of doom and woe (it's not really, I just felt like saying it!), I have to sort out my bedroom because I HATE returning to chaos, and pack my fabby purple bag. I'm a very bad packer. I bring everything I might possibly ever need on a trek across the world, ignoring the fact that I'm only on holiday in the south of England for ten days! And then there are all the extras, like mascara and kohl for when the goth mood takes me, books, journal, special journal pen, travelling pillow, my pashmina for train/car, hats...I always end up with one suitcase and one "necessities" bag, plus a purse for my money and phone and keys (even though I don't NEED my keys on holiday!). So you see, my muscles get quite a workout! Not that I have to carry my stuff very far...I usually ask some poor middle aged male on the train to put my case up on the luggage rack, because I'm too short to reach the rack from the floor so I have to stand on the seat to do this, and make a right idiot of myself! XD
Better go...stuff to do, people to sniffle at, beds to sigh longingly at... Sunday, October 13, 2002
Had rather a wonderful day today. *beams*
I got up and lazed around taking an age over breakfast and scorning the radio. Then I came online (surprises!), and tried to work the whole Matrix thing out of my system. I'd sorted that out when Ellie went and made me insane with adoration for Sei-chan. *adores* XD
Then I wrote more story! I'm finding more and more that Alexis is taking over. But since he's quite quite charming I'll let that one slide. *grins*
Urgh, then I go to ballet. I had to do the Character 'Hungarian Dance' no less than EIGHT times, because everyone else was doing it on the opposite side to me and needed a partner! *poor feet* Oh lord, the Exam scares me! Still, I'm getting closer to a ninety-degree leg height on the barre exercises, so that's all to the good.
Then nice long bath and funny Michael Palin, 'Sirens' and curry. What more could a girl wish for?
I suppose I'd better try and get to sleep now, even though I may suffocate. Sunday, October 13, 2002
Also, we have Morpheus. MORPHEUS, my dears. He has the voice. We likey the voice. oh yeah.
oooooooh, Trinity is cool. The look, the clothes, the fighting...*swoons* Please can I be Trinity? PLEASE?
I also think I'm in love with certain Anime characters. This would be worrying, but let's face it, who could fail to be amazed by Seishirou? And Fuuma. And Kamui-kitten. I blame my infuation on Twin, as she writes too well. XD
urgh, I have a cold. I stayed up /late/ last night, watching David Blane and Angel. Angel is a cutey, but I really like it when he's Angelus. XD It must be the evil in me. *horns*
ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh! I see my three baaybees on Wednesday! *excitment* They are so tasty-gorgeous. *grins*
Bunny, my darling, take care of yourself while I'm gone...don't die on me or anything. I need you to drag to the cinema with me. ;) *hugs*
Now I'm off to do something productive and interesting. Don't pine for me sweeties. Saturday, October 12, 2002
THE MATRIX
I want to be Trinity. XD
Saturday, October 12, 2002
It's even better when that girl can immeadiatrly find some black clothing to put on and look good in, and then go foraging for food and find HOME MADE BREAD! I think I've died and gone to heaven. My Mommy's home-made bread is FANTASTIC! It cannot be beaten.
I do still have a bit of a cold and I have black gunk in the corners of my eyes (kohl slept in is not pretty), but life is ok! *blows nose*
ok people, a date to remember! The 11th of November is mah MUNCHKIN's b-day. I am going to be away at that time (SMUT-FICCING, BUFFY and ALL-NIGHTING!), but I'm still going to remember the date. XD
I was meant to be born on Valentine's day, which would have been funky, but unfortunately I was impatient and was five days early *smacks hand*.
Do you think dreams can be prophesies or something? If they are I've got a really weird future coming up. XD Freud said that they were messages from the unconscious mind. Huh. This is they guy who came up with the Id, Ego and Super-Ego. I'm sorry, but he was just a big fat drug-addicted idiot. Some of "his" good ideas were actually other people's. Case closed.
ooooooooh, maore bread, MORE BREAD! ahahahaha.......later!
Saturday, October 12, 2002 Friday, October 11, 2002
how the hell did I manage that? Still, being Sei-chan's pet can't be all bad...*EVIL*
oh my DEAREST PEOPLE! I love you so! I can't wait until I'm with you and I can squish you! I haven't had a squishing in so long...*pines*
All I have to do now is enjoy the weekend, get through Monday, pack on Tuesday and LEAVE ON WEDNESDAY! *excitment*
Probably better go to bed. After all, I am pyjama shopping tomorrow! (who else loves pyjamas?!)
You can't marry her! She's MINE! Just because I'm not bi or gay doesn't mean I can't covert her! *grins*
much love my dears,
Thursday, October 10, 2002
Hug please?
Thursday, October 10, 2002
I won't be actually at Frankleigh on the 26th, but maybe I could nip over for a visit? This BF of your's sounds far too cool too miss. I totally have to see these trousers of his! Do you mind if I scare him? Even if I don't try, I probably will so...XD
*giggles* I was thinking though, you HAVE to come up in February next year with the other two and I will arrange for much staying up late over scary films/funny films, chocolate and pyjamas. I might even persuade a few bunnies and munchkins to find their way over here too...*evil*
I've got lots more to talk about which I won't put in this blog, as it would scare the non-members of the foursome.
Thursday, October 10, 2002
have rather wonderfully found out that I am Geoff. whoooo!
Now try and tell me that quizes are wrong.
Thursday, October 10, 2002
Grinning, The Dark Lord stepped towards her. She held out her delicate hand and took his. Satan felt his bones splinter.
Glowering slightly from under his perfectly groomed brows he wriggled from her grip and faced her squarely.
And then fell over.
The force of her power had hit him in a full-on blast. Pain shot through his mind...thoughts too Pure to enhabit his head. Shrieking with agony he writhed on the ground.
"I am a merciful God"
The Power stopped, as if it had been severed.
Satan rose unsteadily. He had forgotten that this tiny form could produce such Power. His mind had deceived him. The fight would be hard.
His retalliation would have to be cunning, but he knew what to do. God was not an inpentitrable fortress. This thought made Satan snigger slightly. Bad wordplay had always been one of his favourite past-times.
Bowing elaborately, he disappeared in a sudden explosion of fire.
God sat down, hurt aching inside her. Centuries of peace in Heaven had weakened her. An encounter with him after so long evoked physical as well as emotional pain. She waited until she could feel his presence no more. Then a fluid, not blood, began to slowly seep through the bodice of her robe. It was as white as frost. Colour was returning to her cheeks. And all she saw was black.
I just wrote that now, without really meaning to. I tried to point out to God and Satan that they weren't supposed to do that, but they ignored me. XD. I hope she's ok, it would really suck if that was the end of God, don't you think? But then again, more time for Evil to run unchecked through the universe. such a hard choice...
Thursday, October 10, 2002
So boys and girls, you may be wondering why previous blogs were so cryptic and weird. Keep wondering.
I do so love you darling! You a lovely lovely person. *beams* I'm ok. Just raging emotions of every type...ya know. I won't damage you when I see you though, so no fear!
I have a cold, my feet feel like they are in the fridge and I have a spot on my chin.
On the plus side I only have six days to kill until I can blow this joint. XD
Sign my guestbook or mail me. It's that or I get on the phone, and you konw what /that/ entails. *EG*
~love me, I'm good at returning it~
Thursday, October 10, 2002
Thank god for friends.
Wednesday, October 9, 2002
Thing is, I don't do anger too well. That's why I try not to do it at all. But if it comes to it I do. /I/ don't like me when I'm angry, so I'm damn sure you won't.
I want to cry. I hate being out of control. I hate the unpredictable happening. I don't feel safe, and that it whwhat is even worse? The only person you are ever going to be able to trust is yourself. You've got to be damn sure you're reliable enough to do that.
Tuesday, October 8, 2002
So, now that I have successfully been side tracked into the world of computer set up, I have four hours in which to eat lunch, walk to dogs, do my academic stuff and get my ass on the exercise bike. oh dear god. help.
Still, I can't do any of that until lunch is done, so I justify my dawdling on the internet.
Tuesday, October 8, 2002
remember my dears, the quiz is always right...;)
Monday, October 7, 2002
Monday, October 7, 2002
Did 40 sit ups today. Well, 20 sit ups and so crossover-sit ups. It bloody hurt. kind of satisfying though. And went on the bike. Apparently if you exercise in the morning before you eat, you burn more calories throughout the day. Like I care. All I really want is lipo-suction. XD Urgh, that thought is so gross. Imagine having the fat sucked out of you? *digusting*
yuk. Wish I'd never said that. Anyway, my fat will see me through the winter. It's an insinct. Who cares if I have clothing and a central heated house? My body is laying down fat for the winter I tells ya! *laughs*
Does anyone here know what order the seven deadly sins come in? I'd find out myself, but every time I ask about religion my Dad goes and get the Bible and starts reading really really boring bits from it. It isn't even like any of us are religious (and definately not christian!). But he's a philosophy grad and he likes to debate random stuff like that. Then he and my brother start having a long and involved argument about how the Bible was written etc, and Mum joins in with little snippets. I like having debates myself, as I am quite good if I really give a damn about whatever is being talked about. Or if Pat is being annoying. Then I deliberatly take the other side and give him hell. I'm just a contrary madam, as my parents would say. *evilgrin*
ooooh, want food. Will be forced to eat tinned soup again as I am too lazy and weakened to make anything else. Then I have to finish my work. Have done loads already (2 psyche assignments, biology work sheet and also a topic from the file. Today it was population. fabtastic. At least not as awful as photosynthesis. I will be so glad when this is over and I never have to think about photosynthesis ever again. It's human biology A level for me folks!)anyway, but more is demanded. Hypothosis for my psych coursework. Wish me luck my sweets!
Sunday, October 6, 2002
I reworked some of one of my writings today. Started day dreaming about being a proper author. Then quickly quenched these visions by realising I'd spelt 'appeared' with three Ps. *crazy girl*
Sometimes I think I can write well, and then I look at my stuff and I think who are you kidding, girl? What person in their right mind will ever want to read this?
I do have a purpose in life though. It's fab, tormenting other people's boyfriends. I do so adore. -_^
WHERE IS MAH PILLOW? *cries*
mmmmmmm, bananarizing bananas.
Sunday, October 6, 2002
It's weird, I've done absolutely no singing practise for AGES, and yet my voice seems to have magically improved. Bizarre. I'm not knocking it though!*grins*
It might be better to actually wake up on weekends so that I could actually make more use of them. hmmm.
oh dear. Dad wants to 'talk' about my work. Honestly, these parents. All they ever do is talk to me about work. Couldn't they try to be a leetle bit more interested in the rest of my life? But oh no, biology is the defining feature of my being, apparently. oh dear, why am I so bitchy? I must endevour to be a nice and generous peron. *tries*
aaaaaarrrrrrgggghhhhhhh, no, that's just too much of a strain I'm afraid. XD
love ya all
Saturday, October 5, 2002
Unfortunately I got a semi-asthma attack. I get it when it's warm and I'm not fully well. So I went to my room and listend to HP and modelled until 1 in the morning. There's something about fixing bits of metal together that is very soothing. Weird.
Oh hell, Mom's in a dip on the rollercoaster of life. The last few weeks have been tough on her. She's been feeling really well, but she's been doing a lot. I've told her that we should skip swimming next week and go see a film instead. urgh, sometimes, I really wish that I was someone else. But what would be the point in that? Everybody else has bad things happening to them...hey ho. That's life.
I know this is really sad, but I love shopping. And the best kind of shopping is present shopping. I keep on having great ideas of what to give people. This makes me excited. Xmas shopping is the best. *grins*
I really ought to get dressed. I'm still in my pyjamas and my hair is all gross because I can't wash it until after ballet. Ick.
oh yeah *randomness* Rae says that I have this 'look' that I give guys. This is weird, as I am unaware of this particular 'look'. She said that it was a look of smuttich innocence. XD. I wonder what it looks like? *cackles*
Want my munchkins NOW! *cries* no one is here...I need to get hold of L-chan but she's busy.
I think I'll watch Silence of the Lambs with Pat. I don't know if this is a good move or not. But at least it is broad daylight. *nervous*
Friday, October 4, 2002
I AM going to drag pillow-guy to see the next HP film with me! ahahahaha *manic laughter* Well, I might be in Bath by then, so I guess me and Eliie could go see it, but I REALLY want to write with mah smut-twin! oh yeah, smut ficcing is sweet.
Shoi I am in sympathetic rage. I can't BELIEVE that your room mate is being such a childish idiot. *anger*
Maya-chan, I'm such a lazy sod, I hate myself for not writing to you. I hope you enjoy the party and everything this weekend, and I look forward to seeing you so much!!! It will indeed be spiffy-tastic. XD
Pillow, WHY don't you come online? WHY? It's not fair. *pouts* I have nothing to tell you and it really can't wait any longer. *grins*
Bunny, when we go to see Red Dragon, will it be a problem if I try and use you as a human shield against the horrors of the screen? I have a feeling you need to be prepared for this eventuality.
Ellie it was actually April when we last went on an evil ramage together *mourns* It will be wonderful when we four meet again! (and spiify-kewl when we have much smuttage together! Mommy booked the tickets just now...*shrieks*)
bye my lovelies...soooooon
Thursday, October 3, 2002
It's just over two weeks until I'm on holiday! It will be almost a fornight of pleasures. I'm spending a week with my family at a holiday cottage, where another family of friends will have to adjacent cottage, and we will be not far from another family of friend's house. Then I'm going on to Rae's and the fabtabulous four are going to be reunited and we are giong to Alton Towers. I'm very scared of that. I can't go up four rungs on a step ladder. I can't dive off the edgo of the swimming pool without being freaked out by the height. I'm not sure if I'll make it on a rollercoaster! *nervous* Still, I'll have my girlfriends to take care of me. *happy*
I think I've nailed my parents. I have to promise to keep up my work etc, but with my recent good results I think the balence in my favour at the moment *touch wood*
ooooh, I'm excited. On top of holiday me and Rae may have a henna fest. Very kewl. There's something irresitable about henna, I don't know what it is though.XD
aw, fuck. PMS is the worst. My back has been hurting all day. It's not fair. I calculated that roughly 300 days of my life have been spent like this. HOLY CRUD! *screams*
I'm going...many people to chat to...much Harry potter to listen to, and my sweet bed to snuggle down in.
Thursday, October 3, 2002
My knees hurt. Why is that?
I was talking to Bunny yesterday, and we somehow got around to the subject of brea shopping. Obviously, Bunny doesn't have to do this, as he is a guy, but we were talking about it anyway. XD The thing is, bra shopping is fun. There is no real reason why this should be so, I mean, it's just a weirdly constructed item of clothing made out of cloth, elastic, wire, plastic and whatever else you feel the need for. So why is it so amusing? Maybe it's just me and my friends, but I would like to hear from other women about their feelings on bra shopping. Do you think it is worse than normal shopping, better or the same? *laughs* How odd is this turning out to be? XD
I changed the train of thought...splintered on collision' to 'has been derailed', because I like the sound of it. I've been trying to change the 'splinter' bit at the end of my entries to say 'derail', but I can't find the place to alter it. Darn. I'll have to ask her about that one.
I think the derailed thing is quite siuted to the workings of my insane mind. Even Mum gets confused with me, and she's the person who has spent most time with me since I was born. Hell, I confuse myself sometimes! The only way I can explain my thought process is this: imagine a map. You have A roads and B roads and little country lanes. The A roads are the big solid thoughts that people all thin when you have a conversation, you're running along the same A road. B roads are the general thoughts that you have throught the day, about friends, family, life, the dog, what you're going to have for lunch etc. And country lanes are the personal thoughts that drift through our conciousness. The trouble with me is that I can be driving along an A road, talking to someone, and at the same time be navigating myself through a country lane. Then I'll find a way back onto the A road and bring into conversation a subject that I picked up in the lane. It confuses people, because very ofter the subject is random and a bit bizarre. I guess that my train of thought is really a whole fleet of cars, but I like the idea of being a derailed train. At least that way there is the option to get back on track.
Thursday, October 3, 2002
I'm feeling the gothic-ness wash over me. I love.
I must go. It's far too early in the morning to be thinking about my dress sense. I just want to snuggle with my ted. Well, untrue. But for the rest you'll just have to wait and see, won't ya?
Wednesday, October 2, 2002
My lesson was good. Way better than I thought it was going to be. I am very ashamed to say that I had to partially wing it today. Well, I did do practise yesterday and today, so I wasn't entirely neglegant. *shame* Mrs F was trying me out on grade 4/5 aural today...'twas harder, obviously, but I think it went ok. It's just one of those things that if you can sing a note properly the rest is just practise practise practise.
I can't imagine how people who go to school cope! I know that as far as home educating goes my family is definately not the most autonamous, yet we aren't the 'schooly' type either. Sometimes I wish that my parents were more liberal, but than I realise that I would indeed vegitate. At the moment I think I've found a happy balence.
After the lesson I was walking through town and thinking about what it says on the pic in Rae's blog. "Smile...it makes people wonder waht you're thinking". For some reason that made me giggle a bit (probably because lots of people would be extremely shocked if they had an unwelcome peek into my mind!), and then that made me realise that no one smiles. What kind of a world is it where you walk down the street and everybody is totally shut off? It's bad manners to look anyone in the eye and look friendly. God forbid that we should be NICE to people. Honestly.
I'm not pretending that I'm an excessively nice person or anything. I know many people mch kinder than me. But I'm also not the worst. And believe you me, the worst can be bad. Like the time I was walking down my road and this old dude was in his garden and he juat randomly started shouting at me. That was uncalled for. What a life to have led to make you into the sort of a person, huh? *sighs*
Hell, this is a long entry! Still, I have lots of time to kill. I'll also have a go at altering my info bar, while I'm here. I have to leave time for looking round the books and taking out a 'Friends' video (mum is getting into t and wants to see the previous series).
You know what I love about libraries? The fact that all around you is so much information about so many different subjects. That inside each book ther is a different story...flights of imagination to capture and enthrall me. Of course, this is a romantic image. Some of these books are really bad Dawson's Creek things, and the books I want are not always here (well, a lot of the time, atually), but still, the possibilities are endless. It's kind of scary, thinking that in one relitively small space there is an endless expanse of knowledge...
oooh, the best thing about this library is that they sell coffee. I LOVE the smell of coffee! I can't drink it because it gives me a splitting headache, but I do love to be around other people when they drink it! XD
I went to the gaming stall in the indoor market earlier. I got this frikking scary-ass mintotaur thing. It's not the kind of thing I usually go for, but it was sitting there, tempting me, and since it was only £3.00 I got it. *smiles* The guy and the stall is dead nice. It's really sweet when someone remembers you, even though all you do is buy little figures and chat about gaming. I wonder what his name is?
Wednesday, October 2, 2002
I asked my mum about going to Rae's house in November, after a mutual friend's Bas Mitzvah, and she said she'd "I'll talk to Dad about it". Part of the deal is that I take my work and me and Rae study together whilst I'm there. The way I see it, Dad's in the spot now, cause if I get told I can't go, the blame falls and Dad and not Mum. So I have hopes. If I can go many happy hours will be spent writing smut-based fiction (and doing our biology together, naturally).XD
YEA! I am so clever! I changed bits of the layout today and it didn't go wrong!!!
lol, that might not soudn like a lot to all you internet-proficiant people out there, but believe me it's one hell of a great step for this girl! *grins*
I have to go and do some more piano practise before Dad takes me to me lesson (I can't believe my luck! two weeks in a row? what are the odds?). Then I'm going to bum around town, come home with mum and prepare for the arrival of Grandparents.
Also I have to write and thank the sweetie who sent me HarryP'2 on pirated audio cassette. *loves*
Tuesday, October 1, 2002
He can be really sweet and nice and funny, but just lately he has been whinging and acting like a three year old.*growls*
Still, if he wants to try and use me as a scapegoat for his repressed anger, what's it to me? Not my fault if his nose gets out of joint just because his little sister got one over him.
I really must start thinking *kindly*. Patrick is just...tired... Shah, RIGHT. And I'm Melanie Wilks.
Oh dear...people who are constantly whining make me want to bite something. At the moment it is the inside of my mouth that is suffering the consequences. *blocking in progress*
Tuesday, October 1, 2002
Much love to all those who signed my guestbook, and love to those who didn't! I pay homage to Ellie, who put in my info bar, as she knows I'm too helpless to do it myself!
You know the bit behind your top front teeth? That little fleshy lump thing? Well mine is sore and hurty. *pouts* And the worst thing about having the inside of your mouth hurting is that you just can't resist poking at it with your tongue, don't you find? It's painful and irritating, yet satisfying and compulsive...*screams*
on a slighty more in-tune note, I got top marks for my Psychology assignment!! God, I love it when that happens! 'Tis rather kewl. *grins* All I can do is wait in tortured agony for my Biology one to return...=P
I really need to go get some breakfast, do some piano practise and then all my work before going swimming this afternoon. More later *waves* Monday, September 30, 2002
I believe that philosophers must have been insane. Not driven insane by the questions they thought of, but insane to be able to think them, as anyone in there right mind wouldn't have allowed such thoughts to come into being, for their own personal safety.
Some guy once dreamt he was a butterfly, and after that he was never sure if he was a man dreaming he was a butterfly, or a butterfly dreaming he was a man.
This is the kind of thought that really makes me angry. An idea that makes you think in circles...on the round-about of the mind where there are no exits. I get frustrated by the fact that I'm going round and round and round, knowing that there was a way in, but not able to see the way out. In the end I end up so desperate that even an exit marked "Folkstone" would be a welcome relief. (no offence to those people who live in Folkstone, but it is indeed the land of the undead, as anyone who is as unfortunate as me and was made to go there will know).
Has anyone else heard the song 'What a Wonderful World' by Louis Armstrong? I'm trying to think of stuff to give mum for her birthday, and she was saying today that she's always wanted a copy of it...if I can't get one I guess it's back to the drawing board. Monday, September 30, 2002
hahahaha! I've done all my work for today *grins*. Nothing like being home educated to make life fabulous. Also nothing like reading Jingo to make life even more kewl. 8D I wonder how much money me and my brother have spent on the works of Terry Pratchett? Probably a horrible amount that could have been put to good use. Really should order more books from the library, but librarians scare me. oh well.....
Now I'm going to ring mah Smut-twin and see if she's alive.
I have only one more thing to say:
Sign my guestbook goddamit!!! Sunday, September 29, 2002
This is a special mention for my Pillow-Guy, who doesn't want to be mentioned.XD
goodnight my darlings
Sunday, September 29, 2002
I've been planning out my room design for when I re-paint next summer. I think I'm going to have it a similar colour to this background, and I'm going to get new curtains that I'll have a deeper purple/blue, and some purple-y throws and TONS of scatter cushions! I love cushions. On an interior design program once the made a big big box (2 metres square and a metre deep or something), and just filled it with cushions. It looked very fabulous. I'll have to save for all that of course. I'm going to get the paint myself, wheedle M+D into getting me curtains, and ask people for scatter cushion for Xmas or my B-day or something. Though I seem to have reached the age where relations have just given up and decided on money. :D I don't get this whole thing of money being a bad gift. It's better really, as if you don't know exactly what someone wants, they have the fun of getting it for themselves. oh yeah...sweet.-_^
I'm now going to go and look forlornly in the kitchen cupboards now, and wonder why all the tasty food are ones I can't eat, and then settle for a banana. oh, I will also watch Angel, which I taped last night. XD I don't CARE what anyone says, Angel is hilarious
Saturday, September 28, 2002
Well, that's just my thought on it, anyway. XD Another thing about life is that I can't make anysense of it. I am in the metaphorical tunnel of the theme park, and ghosties keep going woogie woogie at me. Odd. Very Odd.
My legs hurt. They ache so little that it is worse than big pain. Does that make sense? I have another ballet session tomorrow aswell. Sometimes I really think WHY? But then I get praised, or I just remember how great it is to hear the music and just dance. I'd really love to try tap or jazz too, but I really don't have time. I go to three classes a week, plus an extra if I can plus the exam reheasals now, so...the days and the weeks just aren't long enough!
The internet is quiet tonight...Still, this gives me time to revel in the hilarious amusment of quizes :D
I desire the Norah Jones CD. *likes* Must scrape together the cash and go and gratify my yearning.
I think I'm too tired, I'm making less sense than usual.
sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep......
Saturday, September 28, 2002
Oh dear goodness, two hours of ballet HURTS. It's really not natural. I'm going to go and get into a hot shower now that mum isn't in the bath anymore...*sighs*
Later my wonderful ones, later...
Friday, September 27, 2002
So, it's Friday, which is a very good day in my book. It signals the start of the weekend, a night of TV and lots of internet usage. yes, yes, I know, I really ought to get out there and aquire a life, but...-_^
Today I got up at 7:30. Well, I say 'got up' what I actually mean by that is: I stumbled across the room in my underwear (I had been too tired last night to find any proper bed clothes), attacked the alarm viciously, and then got back into bed for 15 mins of gentle groaning. The I dressed, had breakfast whilst reading Feet of Clay, an excellent book if ever there was one:D Then I did a bit of extra piano practise and got my Dad to drive me to my lesson. Ah, the wonderfulness of Dad taking the day off work! Lesson was kewl, Mrs Fox is a very good teacher no matter what YOU say, fluffy bunny. *cackles* Then I went on the library and got a jazz CD. I LOVE jazz. 'Twould be a dream come true if I could become a jazz singer, but this is probably not gonna happen. Hey ho, lots of other stuff to do in life I guess...
Last night I decided not to obsess about my body anymore. It is depressing. I'm never ever going to be thin-thin, so what the f*ck am I wasting my life for? Mum said that my figure is 'sexy' because of my thin waste. erm, Mum? That was a very freaky thing to say! *laughs* Still, compliments are always wonderful, even if they do come from the woman who gave birth to you! I've also realised that being thin and obsessive is much less attractive than being un-thin and happy. Happiness is a very attractive thing. It sparkles and shimmers, like gold and glittery things. I would say I sparkled, but it is better than being the dull colour of unpolished brass, think you not?
I can tell that I'm going to be a blog-addict, just as I am addicted to my journal. Today I wrote 8 consecutive pages in my journal. Perhaps this is not healthy? But if I want to write anything good, I suppose it is all good practise, right?
I'm going to go and get on the exercise bike,so that I can burn of the calories that those lurvly king prawns at lunch must have added onto my body.
ooooh, Angel is fabby. I do so love evil-vampires with souls! He also has a rather cool leather coat. *drools*
I'm listening to my new CD!!! My Dad is a fabulous person and he bought "The very best of smoot jazz" for me! He only got back this very minute with it! Ahh, parents are so wonderful when they are wonderful!
Ok, I MUST go now, I really must. I adore all you who visit me here, remember! Thursday, September 26, 2002 Imogen, you need to set up yer links and info in the little bar that says 'INFO'. If you need any help with that, send me a list of the info and the format you want it in, and links'n stuff, and I'll set it up fer you. Thursday, September 26, 2002
Had really fun day...played a sort of spoof RP...'twas very cool.
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meh.
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I am resolved not to bitch so much about life...I'm lucky, and I can't have it all my way. Contentment is the order of the day.
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heehee! lookee here! 
Which Goddess Owns You?
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--Imogen was derailed @ 07:08 p.m.--
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Once more in the library.
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Pillow-dearest, I don't mind you disliking what I write, because, frankly, my followers outweigh my critics...but if you hate it so intensly, why do you 'bother at all?'. If you really hated it so badly, I'd expect you not to visit my blog. XD I eagerly await you reply. *gringrin*
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lalalalala, happy Immi is very happy. *smiles*
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*DELIGHT*
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This is my last day at Mimi and Ellie's house. It's kinda sad, but since I'm going on to have much fun with people I barely know, that's ok. Also I'm coming back in exactly twenty days, so I'm not too devesated. Although it does suck muchly how I live six hours away from the inner circle. Hey ho.
--Imogen was derailed @ 11:43 a.m.--
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OH DEAR GOD. OH FUCK FUCK FUCK!
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ok, can we make it official that my musical munchkin friend is a talented DUDE? His poem is going up when I change this layout...jeez, it's good.
--Imogen was derailed @ 11:36 p.m.--
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I'm going to ALLNIGHT with Ellie on Friday and Saturday night!!! oh yeah, the sweet sweet Anime and Smut-ficcing calls to me. hehehe. Listen to the children of the night...how much ice-cream they eat!
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oh dear, I do let my temper rage sometimes. bAd girl.
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Why does my Mother not trust me? I have been the one who was forced by surcumstance to care for her for the past three years. I learnt how to cook, wash and do all sorts of gribbly house-hold things out of pure necessity. I have on many occaisions looked after tiny children with pretty damn good results, I go out on my own without being abducted, I have been able to teach myself and I am getting great results in my studies. And yet she doesn't trust me to take responsibility. WTF is wrong with the woman?! Can't she just /butt out/ for a minute?
--Imogen was derailed @ 10:26 a.m.--
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I'm a bad, naughty bean. i really should be working...but when Momma's away, the girl WILL have blogging, she WILL! And anyway, it has been scientifically proven that a person cannot store new information when they are exhausted and ill. Which is really why I should be in bed. XD
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uuuuuuuuuurrrrrrrrrrgggggggggghhhhhhhhh, I'm dying. The plague has caught me and I am succumming to it's yukky will. XD
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I'm tired my darlings. But I cannot even /breathe/ through my nose, and breathing through my mouth makes my lips all cracked and sore. *poor gross-looking Immi*
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Ok. I have to be sensible about this. Keanu Reeves /is/ a god. In a godly coat. With BOOTS! AND FUNKY-LICIOUS HAIR! *drooling*
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THE MATRIX.
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There's nothing like sleeping until 1pm to make a girl feel good. aaah yeah.
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Would just like to point out that Subaru is CUTE! And also that she is very talented.
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Which Subaru are you?
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--Imogen was derailed @ 11:13 p.m.--
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My Lords, Ladies and general people who have wondered into this blog and can't find their way out.
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Maya my gorgeous, this is an entry especially for YOU. And you'll be sorry for what you said in her guestbook! I will smother you in hugs. You will be suffocated by my hugging. You will actually die, but at least you'll be happy. -_^
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Which of my best friends are you?
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A different quiz, what strange type of person are you?
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God stared at the figure in front of her. He was still stunning, even after centuries of living in the stinking hole that was Hell. He was taller than she was. God and Satan could alter their appearences anyway they wanted to, and when they were around each other their morphic fields seemed to come to a mutual agreement. Satan was tall, with and olive complexion and black wavey hair. God became petite, shiny aurburn hair glimmering in the gloom. Just as hate cannot exist without love, Pure cannot exist without Evil, and God cannot exist without Satan.
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I like winter. But the thing is, it isn't winter now. It's just frikking freazing. It might be a good idea to put on some socks I suppose, but that would mean me finding some sock, and really, that ain't gonna happen.
--Imogen was derailed @ 11:56 a.m.--
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Shoi I love yew and hope all is fab with you. *smiles*
--Imogen was derailed @ 12:34 a.m.--
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Don't shit on what I do...it makes me mad, ok?
--Imogen was derailed @ 11:29 p.m.--
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I just spent two hours of my life setting up the new goddamn printer/scanner/photocopier. I've managed to do the printer/copier bit, but we need an updated something or other for the scanner to work. I learned this by talking to 'peter' for an hour. 'Peter' is an Irish computer help man that you ring up and complain and whinge at. He sounds cute indeedy. XD Come on, IRISH! It lightened my burden considerably talking tom him about downloading chipsets, I assure you. *madness*
--Imogen was derailed @ 01:25 p.m.--
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ha! This quiz says I'm normal! bite my shiny metal ass! 
Just How Weird Are You?
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--Imogen was derailed @ 01:18 p.m.--
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we all love quizzes, right? 
What obscure band are you?
--Imogen was derailed @ 08:22 p.m.--
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Note to self: eat lunch. NOW. You are hungry. Go and eat. I don't care if you're too tired, you have to eat you you'll be falling over and almost blacking out like you did on saturday.
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oh dear. Another week just about to begin. Sometimes I think that the week is just way too long. On the other hand, less days until holiday. That's got to be good. I can't believe that it is October already. it bearly seems a week since this time last year. *laughs* I must be getting old, if I start to say stuff like that! XD.
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The stupid tape recorder didn't work and once again failed to tape late-night Angel for me. I've missed two eps and I'm NOT HAPPY ABOUT IT. *growls*
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Yesterday was a good day. *smiles* In the evening I devoured home made curry and watched TV. Oh yeah. It makes me happy. I was going to come online for chattage but I was feeling a bit gunky.
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Harry potter makes me laugh. XDXD
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What I really want is all my totally fave people/things in one place. So if I could do that I would: Live in Bath with my Smut-twin and M-chan, and that would be close to L-chan anyway, so that would work. Then I'd move my pillow guy and all my munchkins and bunny assorted friends and my ballet class and archery club there too. I'd also move the Godfather over to england too. Then I would be an extatic mad person! oh, if only it could happen...*sighs*
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I got 9/10 on my Biology assignment!!! *dies* This is kewl beyond belief. XDXD I'm HAPPY. I do still not actually like it, but I can stomache it. I really think I should have just decided to do human biology, but there you are. Once again my parents wanted my to do something else, and since they have the cash, they win. I guess they are right that it is slightly better to have a full biology GCSE, just so I can sail right through the hoops, but...Anyway, mum says that my average in blodge and psych' is about 80% which is something like a B or A grade, so I'm just grinning like a grinning fiend. *cackles*
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I'm going to henna my hair brown. It's going that way, I'm just giving it a push in the right direction. Blue eyes and brown hair..it's gotta be a winner. *grins*
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I'm in the library now. This is the gap in time where I'm not in my music lesson and I'm not in the car going home with Mum. don't you feel privilaged to be part of it? -_^
--Imogen was derailed @ 11:27 a.m.--
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You know what I really want to do? I want to put up some poems or something on here, but since my grasp of poetry is /slight/ I need some people to give me stuff. I'd ask Don Campbell, but I'm too shy...and he might say no. poetry is a personal thing. Some people might no want to put it on the internet.
--Imogen was derailed @ 08:15 a.m.--
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My brother is such a stuck-up git sometimes.
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*laughs* I realised that I put 11 books under my top 10! oh dear...still, ten IS a limiting number, and books are the food of the gods. Or maybe just the books. XD
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Have you ever heard of the thing that goes "if a tree falls down in the forest, but no one is there to here it fall, does it make a sound?" Trust me, think about it for long enough you'll end up trying to kill youself with you're own hair.
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I've got ballet on the brain...I fell asleep running through the Allegro in my head and woke up after having a dream about pose turns en pointe. Oh god. Help. I'm scared about the exam. Grade 7? Is Miss S insane? I'm 14, I've been dancing a relitively short time (half my life), I'M NOT THAT GOOD! Arrrrghhhhhh! Still, I'll have to take comfort in the fact that I felt like this last time and I still got a good grade (er, highest you can get, actually Imogen. Don't be a modest freak).
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Here's an entry for my future husband, who will whisk me away to Texas to start a new life when I am 16...Mike!!! I'm a leetle worried about the age gap...I mean, 21 years? I'm still not sure of the laws on how many wives you can have either...I think in Texas you can have a couple..?*laughs*
--Imogen was derailed @ 08:18 p.m.--
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Last night I was talking to a girl from ballet that I hardly ever talk to on account of her being a) really good at ballet, b) extremely attractive, and c) three years older than me. But anyway, we started chatting as both our parernts were late picking us up. It turns out that she is in fact very nice. She was really surprised when I told her how old I was! Apparently she though I was the same age as her! *beams* Of course, I did already know that people sometimes think that I'm older than I am, considering my past history of getting into cinemas/random stuff that there is an age thingy on. But it is still nice to hear it. :D
--Imogen was derailed @ 09:55 a.m.--
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hmm...life is strange. In my opinion it is like a rollercoaster. It's amazing and scary, parts of it make you sick, but others thrill you to your very marrow.
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Rachel, I do hope that you are alive and kicking arse (or at least prodding buttock), and have not been slain by the evil bitch queen. Have fun, and please don't be dead because I REALLY love you and NEED to write smut with my smut-twin! This is selfish I know, but it's the way my evil mind works...*evilness*
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Mah SMUT-TWIN is a gorgeous creature of fabulousness!!! ahem. well, she IS ok? She designed this wonderful layout...*grins* So thanks to her I am now online and ready to blog! (think: must calm down. Take deep breaths etc)
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Another test. ^^ Still Rae, ah'm afraid.
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Testing, testing, can you hear me, Houston? Repeat: Can you hear me? Aw fuck. The ship's blown up.
--Rae--
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Stalked People:
Gwen
Murasaki
Tab
Essential ID:
Marsh
Essential ID:
Name: Imogen M.
Alias: I-chan/Immy/Imlet/Im-chan/Jenneth-chan
Age: 14
DOB: February the 9th 1988 (gifts are welcome should you remember!)
Vital Stats:
height: 5ft 3-ish (just think short)
build: sort of weird, in my opinion.
eyes: blue
hair: varying shades of blonde/brown, long and thick
skin: scary pale
hands: teeny
feet: square
teeth: very good, no cavities, all pretty straight, good for eating with.
nose: urgh. I don't want to talk about it.
Adores:
My pillow guy and all my wonderful friends and assorted munchkin-people(and mah FLUFFY BUNNY, obviously) XDXD
Marmite
Fuuma!!!!!
Kamui!!!!!!!!!!!
Ballet
Archery
Swimming
Gothic-ness and biker jackets
Massages
Pure Evil
Indian food
Mexican food
Black
Purple
Dislikes:
being judged
people who are horrible to me or my loved ones
depression
maths
being angry
most fish and ALL smoked fish
Watches:
[TV]
Angel
Friends
Robert Winston progs
Monty Python
Futurama
The Simpsons
Costume Drama
The News (current affairs happen way too fast *spins*)
[Films]
Blade
Beauty and the Beast (I know, I know)
Die Hard (Alan Rickman kicks ass!)
Gone With the Wind
The Godfather
Singin' in the Rain
Top Hat
When Harry met Sally
Four Weddings and a Funeral (it is almost perfect, apart from having Hugh Grant in it
*retches*)
Bridget Jones's Diary
Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid
True Grit
Alien and Aliens
Ghostbusters(!)
Speed
and more....
Must have books:
Wives and Daughters (Mrs Gaskel)
Emma (Jane Austen)
Lords and Ladies (Terry Pratchett)
Lord of the Rings (J R R Tolkien)
Five Quarters of the Orange (Joanne Harris)
Anne of Green Gables (L M Montgomery)
Jane Eyre (Charlotte Bronte)
DragonFlight (Anne McCaffery)
Gone with the Wind (Margaret Mitchell)
The Pursuit of Love (Nancy Mitford)
Farmer Boy (Laura Ingels Wilder)
Angus, Thongs and Full-Frontal Snogging (Louise Rennison)
All V.I Warshawski books (Sara Paretsky)
Random facts
I've been Home Educated almost my entire life
I have a dog, who is a crazy ball of energy and I love her to bits
I love old musicals
I'm a complete romantic
onions make me cry a lot
I hate cutting my nails