Sunday, 30 March 2008
♥...Lots of letters...
Yett again another pointless post
(i was bored again)
instuctions on how to make a really long message....
1. Talk about a load of rubish
2. Put lots of spaces in
3. puuuuut innnnn lotttttssssss offffff letttttttttttersssssssss !!!
4. U,se, !! Lot$s o..f Pu/\/ct,u,ation (use lots of punctuation)
5. Just generally write a really long comment!!!
Midnight dancing
Oh how could this be
the stars have fallen
dropped right to my backgarden
and this they call poetry
So were re writing history
knowing nothings going to be the same
the stars now coliding with the moon
better than the sun
in it's world of innocennce
this could make a rather pretty picture
so were re writing history
knowing nothings going to be the same
if only we had a crystal ball to look forward
and see the extent of all this pain and misery
as for one last time
the stars play there magic dissapearing act
So the history books are being re writen
Knowing everything could be a repeat
It all seems different
things have changed
but we'll get by
chocolate milk being drunk by squirells
all because the stars aren't coming out tonight
Do the history books are re writen
Knowing nothing is the same
Could it really be the end
no more midnight wandering clouds
happy places long forgotten
spin the bottle without the spinning
The stars say goodnight...
The stars say goodnight
Take a bow and exit
throw the roses
and
exit......
That was me and Jezzt's attempt at writing a song :L
Me, Chris and hannah all in one conversation... what a mistake!
Chris - what do you people wanna do when you become adults
Me - hhmmmm i dunno
Hannah - i wanna be a teacher for dsiabled and ill people
Chris - `i wanna be a homeless or a male porn star (=
a bit later....
Chris - or a male hugger!
Chris - Or a tramp
A bit later after talking about cheese...
Chris - So anyone got youtube?
Hannah - No i'm banned
Me - yeh... (sent the link)
A bit later...
after watching the video
Chris - Can I have your hat?
Me - No!!!
Chris - I'll give you a nude pik of tony blair for your hat!
Even later... 12 at night
Chris - lizzy remember the time on the toilet wouw!
Hannah - :S :o
Chris - you is a great hand washer!
Chris - my hand where so clean !
Hannah - ooooohh lmao
At 1 in the morning...
were now thinking Chris is drunk when he starts singing...
Chris - I'm the only gay eskimo I'm the only one I know I'm the only gay eskimo In my tribe. I go out seal hunting with my best friend Tarka, but all I want to do is get into his parka. I'm the only gay eskimo in my tribe.
Well, me and Nukflukchukbuk, we both like blubber, but me I've got this crazy fetish for rubber. I'm the only gay eskimo in my tribe. I make a wish on the Northern Lights that I can find a decent pair of whaleskin tights. I'm the only gay eskimo in my tribe. And the seals they sing now (seal sounds) These cold winter nights are taking their toll, I even get excited when I see the North Pole See
These cold winter nights are taking their toll, I even get excited when I see the North Pole See the North Pole. I'm the only gay eskimo (only gay eskimo) I'm the only one I know (I'm the only one I know) I'm the only gay Eskimo in my tribe. Now like the Proclaimers would sing it I'm the only gay eskimo I'm the only one I know I'm the only gay eskimo In my tribe. Like Bob Dylan I'm the only gay
me - woooo encore
Chris - Like Rick Ocasek from The Cars I'm the only gay eskimo I'm the only one I know I'm the only gay eskimo and she used to be mine. Like Oasis I'm the only gay eskimo
Me - Yay another encore!
Hannah - okay, okay we get it
Welll theres much more to write but it's allllllllll very boring so lets not continue...
especially as by the time we had finished it was 4 in the morning :P
Now i'm going to bore people even more... with a STORY!!!!!
Once upon a time...
There was a monster...
It was a very cute monster...
But it got eaten by two very rude people...
THE END.
Well that is the end of yet another pointless blog...
I shall post another one about something that has a point...
Thursday, 20 March 2008
♥...Random Laughs...
Well it sure has been a while, but here I am with random updates!!
sadly though, I cannot take credit for it, i got all the images from this website...
theprojectroom.blogspot.com
Well enjoy, I sure did!
I see yew...
Grass ice cream truck - The latest trend for all yew hip young cows...
Wednesday, 12 March 2008
Interview...♥
♥ Are yew street Irish...?
Well that's because yew don't speak Street Irish !!!!
Innit bled street Irish - The way of the future... to be sure
:P
but i'm not 13 anymore lol :P
Surfing on Friday!!!!!!!!!!!
Saturday, 8 March 2008
Goooood Times... (many more to come :D)
Bev'n'Trev - we sound like toys'R'us, which sounds like dinosaur :S well no matter how often we threaten to leave each other, we never do Lol (I got the better end of the deal, i got to be Bev and have thousands of guys at my feet, mike, tike, bike, like... lol)
Oh my gawsh... if yew don't understand me, too bad, maybe yew should learn to speak street irish!
BUZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ (haa i fell off my chair after that :D)
Tabby and Tash - My hospital helpers :P "it's okay, i'm only going to pass out"
Robwyn - *offers a cookie*
Me - *eats cookie - yummm*
*takes the rest of the tray*
Robwyn - Dx My cookies!
Me - wellll i guess i can give yew half of one
Robwyn says -=D Half? Oya! Arigatou! *huggles and steals one*
Me - lol okay i surrender
Robwyn - Lol xD hee
Me - Thank you for the cookie anyway =]
..... a bit later
Me - your welcome... but i still think i should have the whole tray
PETERS STORY
One day, a rather ecstatic Lizzie ran down the long winding yellow-brick road leading to her house.
On the way there, she spotted a poor, rejected carrot on the roadside.Feeling sorry for him, she picked it up, and ran home, nestling it between her arms.
Upon arriving home, she quickly stole one of her mother's table clothes, and wrapped it wround the abandoned creature.The carrot, being very appreciative, as a thanks, gave Lizzie 3 wishes.Excited, and nervous, Lizzie nursed the Carrot back to full health, and made a nice home for it in a field.
Now, for these 3 wishes.' She said, very anxious as to what might happen.
'I wish, that I had all the money in the world!' She shouted out into the air.Hearing her, the carrot, in the cosy hole, clicked it's fingers.Lizzie sawm or heard nothing happen.'Waste of time.' She thought Must have been a prank.She made her way up to the house, and upon stepping inside,found the kitchen entirely flooded with enourmous bags of gold! A hole, leading into the hallway, which was also filled to the brim.
She stepped through, and gasped in horror, as the whole house was totally filled with the brown bags of gold.
'I eeerrr, wish it would all go away.'
She said, very anxious.
It all, before her eyes, it all disappeared, in a blink of an eye.
Relaxed, she slumped onto the sofe, and turned on the TV before her.
Switching through various channels, she came onto BBC 1 News.
The News reporter was almost shouting, as he was describing how in the middle of Times Square, New York, atleast a million sacks of gold had suddenlyt appeared.Horrified, She switched off the television fast, and ran to her room.She lay on her bed, silent.'I wish everything was back to normal, as if I never saw that carrot, ever!'And so, she found herself, suddenly ack on the winding yellow-brick road, leading to her house.Looking to her left, there, was the carrot.Knowing what to do, she picked it up, and threw it over the hedge.And so, she returned home, and lived out her life to the fullest extent, and lived hapily ever after.
THE END.
Well that's enough random memories for today :D now lets all go jump on the sofa, fall off and cover ourselfs in pirate plasters and say we were in a fight :D