Showing posts with label Scott Mills. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Scott Mills. Show all posts

Saturday, 2 January 2010

#25

I'm supposed to be doing my cooking homework, and I will. But I am SO bored. I am not letting myself on Sims 2 until I have at least finished E. Coli, Campylobacter and Listeria. Wikipeadia-ing things is becoming my one true release, as all the DJs on Radio 1 are weird today. Jo Whiley would be better than these shit boxes. And I hate Jo Whiley. Scott Mills isn't even on until Monday. I've already watched all Misfits series one, contemplating doing another run through of Skins (series one onwards, if your interested), probably will watch them tomorrow. Argh. At least I don't have that awful paper-round tomorrow morning. LIE IN! Woop!

Holy shit! Scrubs is on Channel 4! Goodbye Huw Stephens, prick.

Monday, 30 November 2009

#13

I've just uploaded the photos of our trip to Goa earlier. Only eight months late, but oh well. It's a long story, but basically my camera broke, but we managed to salvage the memory card. I also posted a photo of my little fury friend Dylan. Whom we almost lost to doggy illnesses last month. Am listening to 'Oh, What's Occurring?' and the swany whistle is really giving me a headache. Had today off school, because I caught what my mum had last week, thanks mum. And so have spent almost the whole day in bed reading the Princess Diaries books (they're my 'ill' books, you don't have to think, just read); tidying and decorating my room, or on Sims 2 creating my town Palomi Durr. I got the name from Paloma Faith, but changed it a bit. I have to go to school tomorrow because I have a 'Choir Meeting' after school. I actually have an after school. I am in the choir though, that isn't a lie.


Tomorrow I am definitely posting a Christmas video of some kind, and no-one can stop me!

Sunday, 22 November 2009

#9

All chances of possible fitness, completely down the drain. After taking my, less than grateful, old dog for a two mile drag, I sat at home browsing blogs + watching Ugly Betty on youtube. Not to bad, but then me and mum went to the shops. Ah, we bought Haribo + Freddo + crisps, oh my! Never mind. It's Sunday. I'm not too bothered because I've lost a few pounds anyway. Currently listening to Radio 1, what's new, I always listen to this channel. Am seriously obsessed with Scott Mills. I lurve him, he is just awesome.




Anyways, whilst we were walking to the shops we dropped into the garden centre 'round the corner from our house because we needed more dog treats for It. I casually dropped hints to the conversation about goldfish. I want some sooooo bad. Not poncy tropical fish, just two simple, but different (so I can name them), plain £1 goldfish. Ideally in a cute cartoon style goldfish bowl. But they are quite expensive, so I'll stick to the cheapy bowls. :3. I also want to have a lil' bridge or something silly to put in the bottom. Right now, mum is making a banana + apricot + walnut cake. Yum. I love cake. Hehe. I bet I sound like a right fatty. Back to work tomorrow morning, eugh, but at least my bike is fixed, so I don't have to get in quite as early. Even though I do like having time to fritter about when I get back. I'm so much more of a morning person than a night person. I am not even joking. I am the worst at sleepovers. Ellen + Marc + I are up on the roof usually (so very cool, it should be in a teen movie), and I get tired around 2am. Sounds bad, but I used to worse. My staying up span has increased at least an hour or so.


Loving this song, even though it's old, kinda.