Dixie And Emily @ MindSay 
Dixie currently feels:
Depressed
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Today was Saturday.
Adam came round, as he normally does - and we played Guitar Hero III co-op, messed about with random stuff, and ate pizza - like we normally do.
I got all of my WWE wrestling action figures out from under my bed, and we posed them into a 10-man orgy.
It was quite funny, in its own little immature way.
After Adam had gone, and I'd went offline, I took SR out of his tin and cut my arms again.
The strain of holding it back from Tuesday was taking its toll on me.
I don't know.
Today's just been generally uneventful.
I got my first 100% on Expert today on Guitar Hero III.
This marks the first 100% score on Expert, and the first song to have 100% on every single difficulty level.
Closer, by Lacuna Coil.
It's a bonus song, but unlike many of them, it's decent enough to earn a 4 star rating in my media library.
There's new stuff on my DeviantArt, if anybody's interested.
Dixie currently feels:
Neutral
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I woke up at my usual 7:20 today.
I was worried that after disrupting my sleep patterns for two weeks, that it'd be difficult to wake up.
I'd been going to sleep between 4 and half 5 in the morning, and waking up between 12 and 3 in the afternoon - my body refuses to function properly without 9 hours of sleep.
I was actually really awake, but that was probably because it's Monday, and I'm always proper awake on Monday.
So I went to open my curtains - which is weird, because I never open my curtains on a morning.
So I got dressed, went and pissed, then cleaned my teeth, put my watch on, put my glasses on, sprayed on some perfume, got my rucksack, brushed my hair and went downstairs.
I left the house at about 7:35, so I went to call for Miraan.
I hadn't seen him for two weeks, so I was looking forward to seeing his darling nose again.
But, I didn't get to.
I sat on their sofa, talking to Zamia for about 10 minutes, then Miraan shouted from the kitchen, saying he didn't feel well at all.
Apparently, he woke his mam up by shouting "Mam I've been sick on the kitchen floor..." at about quarter past 7.
So I went and called for Kyle without him.
On the way, I heard this bird on a rooftop - and its cry sounded like an old woman's nasal laugh. I was stood there in the middle of the road thinking: "WTF WAS THAT..."
Then I realised it was a bird, and I blurted out: "OH MY WORD, IT WAS A BIRD."
Then I proper laughed for ages.
So we walked up together - Kyle insisting we cross to the other side of the road, because there was a gang of three chavs behind us.
He admitted he was a shitty-arse, but I truthfully said I was a bit intimidated as well.
Then we walked past this little Yorkshire terrier, which was trotting up the side of the pavement.
It kept going dead close to the road - and Kyle kept swearing at it to get away from the double yellow lines, because he was proper worried about seeing it get ran over.
It was really funny - we got to the traffic lights, and the dog actually waited till the dude was on green before it went over. Kyle was getting in a right flap - so I couldn't really help but laugh.
So I went up into school once Kyle had parted ways to carry on up Normanby Road - and I went up to the library.
Even at quarter past 8, when not everyone is there, it was proper noisy.
I went and sat down my aisle.
Then Jamie came and started bothering me.
I was too busy thinking about Emily, and holding conversations with her under my breath to listen to him much.
Then Sammie came, and I called her down.
She was upset, because her grandad had died in hospital during the Easter holidays.
She showed me a picture of him on his deathbed that she had on her laptop.
A really distressing sight too - he looked like a really kind old man.
So I held Sammie in my arms whilst she cried on me.
A lot of her family have been dying recently, so I've held her in my arms a few times and let her cry on me.
Once she'd composed herself, she wanted to see my artwork folder.
So I let her - and she cracked up laughing at the commentary around the Hybrid Angst picture.
Tell me, what is so funny about "Go and fucking kill yourselves."?
Either way, Sammie laughs at marzipan, so. :)
But then, we both do. :D
After the bell went, I went down to tutor.
I had Millie The Moose in my rucksack - and I'd been hugging her and inhaling her scent down the aisle.
So I went into the drama studio - which is our tutor room, because our tutor is head of drama.
And I kid you not - the whole room smelt like Emily.
Well, the scent that is absorbed into Millie's fur.
The really warm and musty sort of friendly smell - which I reckon Emily has upon her - and the whole drama studio smelt of it.
I whispered to myself: "Oh my word, it smells like Emily in here." - then I laughed.
I found a bottle of fabric freshener on the side, and I was playing with the nozzle.
Then sir took it off me, saying he'd rather it didn't fall into the hands of a year seven, or summat.
Textiles was first - and I was not arsed at all.
I was sat on the back bench with a wad of lined paper, writing down ideas for TFATH.
Then Wilson came over, and said I need to do more annotations in my sketchbook. Saying I need to write down more thoughts and feelings.
I was so annoyed at what she was moaning on about, I just growled at her: "What, that I fucking hate doing it?"
So she asked to see me in the office...
I sighed, either knowing I was in trouble, in for a lecture, or in for a heartfelt talk.
None of which I wanted - because I can't stand the woman.
She asked me if I thought I needed to see Parry.
I said I didn't want to.
Then she started asking me stupid questions.
Then she struck a nerve when she asked: "Is it that you've fallen out with a friend, or has someone left you...?"
For the first time in four days, I felt tears.
So I put my head against the cupboard door that I was sat against, and I just sobbed.
So she went down to get Parry - who took me down to her office and talked with me for two hours.
In effect, it was awesome, because I missed Textiles and Maths - but Parry's nice, as well as funny.
So she cheered me up slightly.
Only slightly though - nobody can make my worries go away...
So I sat through break and didn't speak.
Didn't say a great deal in Science - just lent Becca a pencil, gave sir my coursework, and copied down some diagrams of analogue and digital signals with Nazia.
Then it was lunch - so I went back to the library and sat at a table with Claire and Sammie.
I showed Claire my artwork folder - she liked all of the new additions that I'd done over the holidays.
Then I played a round of Consequences with Sammie and Jamie.
They weren't as funny as they usually are - but we still had a bit of a giggle at them, I suppose.
Fourth lesson was English, and all we were doing was revising the short stories in the anthologies.
I had some blu tack in my pencil case - and a permanent marker - so I was colouring it in, and making it darker.
I was trying to make black tack, but it ended up as navy blu tack.
It still looks fun though.
Fifth lesson was Geography - and after Stephen and Naomi insulting me, calling me small - just because I'm the smallest in our class of eight - we just sat and wrote down stuff about managing deforestation, and I was falling asleep, because my sleep patterns were so wrecked.
I went back up to the library after school and sat with Claire.
She was sniffing her make-up bag.
So we spent about 20 minutes sampling the smells of Claire's eyeshadow, mascara, foundation, lip gloss, and all that other shite.
There was a lip gloss that proper smelt like vanilla - so I asked if I could taste it.
Claire said no, but I started licking it. It was quite nice.
Then she took it off me, a bit forcefully, and wiped it on my sleeve. :)
Then she found some mascara that smelt like cakes.
So I sucked on the stick - without licking the end that touches your eyelashes.
Yes, it may have smelt like cake, but it tasted like VOMIT.
So I was borking like hell, and Claire just laughed at me - the evil cow. :)
Miraan wasn't there, so I didn't want to walk home by myself.
Claire was walking home instead of getting the bus, and I usually walk to the bus stop with her - but I walked the opposite way with her, saying I'd go and see my nana, seeing as how I'd not seen her on Sunday.
So I got there, went to give grandad a hug - who was playing Solitaire on nana's laptop.
Then I went in the living room and sat down with nana - talked with her for a bit.
She made some lemon chicken and egg fried rice with salad for tea - and it was really nice.
Considering I've never had egg fried rice before, it was reasonable. :)
We sat and watched Keeping Up Appearances - actually on telly this time - which I was thrilled about.
It was the Skiis episode, which I've seen a few times on YouTube, but I still laughed along with them both.
All three of us are big fans of the 90's comedy sitcoms.
Then we watched Last Of The Summer Wine - which is this proper old comedy programme about these three weird old blokes who live out in the country.
They've all got funny names - Compo, Cleggy and Foggy.
Both KUA and LOTSW were written by Roy Clarke - so if one's good, the other is bound to be, being made by the same director. :)
Nana let me have some strawberry mini rolls and some biscuits with milk.
I found four Oreos in the bottom of her biscuit tin - so I had those with some mini cookies and chocolate digestives.
Mam and Dad came and got me - after I'd been falling asleep on nana's sofa.
So I came back here, and slammed on some Maximum The Hormone and set my wi-fi up.
Then I played 2 and half hours of Guitar Hero III.
I had some matches with Emily, and a round with Adam - along with a couple of randomers.
Then I made my mam play a few songs.
She's not great, but it's really funny to watch. :)
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Today's song lyrics:
See Emily Play - Pink Floyd
Soon after dark, Emily cries... (Ah ooh...)
Gazing through trees in sorrow, hardly a sound till tomorrow...
There is no other day...
Let's try it another way...
You'll lose your mind and play ...
Free games for May...
See Emily play ...!
Put on a gown that touches the ground... (Ah ooh...)
Float down a river forever and ever... Emily, Emily...
There is no other day...
Let's try it another way...
You'll lose your mind and play ...
Free games for May...
See Emily play...!
Dixie currently feels:
Bored
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Quote of the day:
"Eee, imagine if some Christian came in here now? They'd try to EXCORISE your Playstation!"
- Adam
And this came about, as I was playing Haunted Tomb on Spyro 3 - and the game crashed just as I was charging a glass jar.
My gem number had froze in the top left corner - 5666.
With 666 supposably being the number of Satan - who's existance, I still question from time to time - Adam blurted that out, and I proper laughed for ages.
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As we go...
Adam's been here since 2.
It's now half 10.
He's staying the night. - For the first time in our 10 year friendship.
He's got this DS hacking cartridge, which you can download games onto.
He says he'll never have to buy any of the games again - because he's cheap. :P
So far, I reckon he's downloaded about £390 games today.
And the cartridge itself was only £40. :)
Rofl, he's complaining that I'm advertising his piracy.
Oh well, such is life. :P
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So today, whilst he's been sat beside me playing on his DS - I've been giving my 12-year old Playstation some hardcore time.
So I've had a shot at Spyro 3 - and gone from 8% to 77%.
I've done the first 5 missions on Hogs of War.
I had a quick go of Final Fantasy VII and mastered a few Materia crystals.
I'm getting the urge to play some Harvest Moon: BTN.
Best bargain I ever got - only £7.
Though, Pikmin was £8.
But Pikmin's nowhere near as good as BTN. :)
I've done another 10 battles on Mt. Battle on Pokémon Collosseum with Emily the Espeon and Volvic the Typhlosion.
They're both on level 82 now.
But Mt. Battle is so strenuous and boring - I just want to rip my skull out after a while.
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So Emily...
You asked me to blog - and here I am.
I don't really know what to say. :)
Well, as I mentioned to you - please let us both stop dwelling on the crappy past.
I try to forget things that have happened in my past alone - so can we put everything that's happened in our joint-past behind us?
All the tripe things, of course.
Let us not forget some of our wonderful moments...
- The day we started FoG...
- FoG's first anniversary...
- Christmas 2007 - our first VC...
- New Year's Day - the candy cane caper. :)
- And how can you forget the "I want an Echo...", before falling into my door and manically laughing?
Can you remember?
We laughed at every little thing....
- We still do.
We were always there to comfort each other...
- We still are.
When we'd had a crap day, one was always there for the other....
- We still are.
We'd share our secrets, share our feelings, share everything with each other...
- We still do.
We promised we'd always stay by the other's side...
- We still will...
We might have matured Emily...
We've gone through all the tough times together...
We've made it through, we're still alright...
We're older,
We're wiser...
And our friendship is so much stronger.
Dixie currently feels:
Flattened
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Dixie currently looks like this:
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Today it seems I have been in a very odd mood.
Not only have I created several wonderful pieces of creative awesomness, laid on my bed and taken random photos of objects in my room, wrote several paragraphs of gushing and emotive prose - I've also been playing on my Playstation again.
On the way home, I started getting an urge to play Spyro 2 and Crash 3.
I recently started Crash 2 again, a few weeks ago - and got stuck at 95%.
Which is typical, considering I overwrote my 100% save from when I was TWELVE.
Urgh, I just sneezed all over myself.
Tee hee, I hit the space bar.
It's all sticky.
Why does sneeze smell weird, anyway?
...Either way.
I came home, made myself some Turkey Jetters and sat down to play some solid Spyro 2.
Within one and half hours, I already managed to scrape together 39%.
I'm in the 2nd world now, Autumn Plains, with every single level in the 1st world, Summer Forest - completed with all gems, all orbs and all talismans.
I laugh at their feet.
Their feet are made of one single polygon.
Ah, the days of the blocky 1999 graphics.
But I don't care about graphics, it's all about gameplay.
This is my Playstation.
I actually have two, one is chipped and one isn't.
On the chipped one, I only play The Misadventures Of Tron Bonne. - Which is awesome, might I add.
That is my non-chipped Playstation, and it's almost 12 years old.
It's been repaired once, when the centre circle that holds the discs in place cracked into little pieces.
One of the ball bearings fell down underneath the laser.
It makes it rattle when you move it.
To the left, you'll see the stack of games I took down from my carefully organised shelves, the games I plan to play in the next few days.
Crash Bandicoot 2
Crash Bandicoot 3
Spyro 2: Gateway To Glimmer
Bust-A-Move-4
Final Fantasy VII
Under my controller is a stack of printed guides for a lot of different games, along with the official FF7 stategy guide, and a freebie walkthrough booklet for Crash 3.
The wire on that controller has a cut in it.
You can see all the wires on the inside of the plastic coating.
I don't think it's safe, but it still works...
For the moment, anyway.
Here's a little Spyro toy that I got free in a box of Rice Krispies a while ago.
I keep him on the shelf with my Playstation games, along with a few other little figurines from video games, and my cheat booklets and demo discs.
It all looks very decorative and organised - just how I like it.
Here's Spryo, Crash and Pineapple Puppy.
They sit on top of a stack of boxes.
Board games and creative stuff - like Magnetix and Monopoly. :)
Spyro and Crash were won in the 20p prize grabber machines in Scarbrough.
David won 3 Spryos for me - I gave one to Ian and one to Lisa.
They're both on top of their wardrobe in their room with all of Lisa's teddies.
I got Pineapple Puppy last Christmas.
He's a Fur Berry - and he smells like pineapples.
(Well NOR)
His scent is starting to fade, but it's still nice to bury your nose in his neck and inhale the fruity goodness.
Pineapples taste foul, but smell good.
That's my pitiful collection of DVDs.
Though, I do have two volumes of The Super Mario Bros. Super Show, one volume of Sonic Underground - and the Sonic The Hedgehog movie.
Then, there's Barbie As The Princess & The Pauper - which I LOVE. :)
The Snowman and Father Christmas double set is on the end - next to all the freebie preview discs I got free with Nintendo magazines.
On the top are my four Slipknot DVDs.
I haven't watched Voluminal: Inside The Nine yet.
But then, I bought Doshin The Giant for the Gamecube about 7 weeks ago and I still haven't played it.
I haven't even took it out of the box...
Lmao, there's a little Groudon sticker on my shelf there.
Tee hee, look at all my Dandy and Beano annuals.
Some of the Dandy annuals belonged to my brother and some to my uncle.
The oldest one I have is from 1978.
I think the old ones are WAY better than the new ones.
I'm a whore for British comics. :)
I've got a drawer full of the magazines too.
They were so great - only 50p, and sometimes they gave away lollipops and Parma Violets as freebies.
They gave away one of those wall-tumblers before, the ones with the sticky balls on their hands.
That was so much fun. :)
I think I have too many posters on my walls.
I don't have any room for anymore - I've covered every bit of the walls.
I have to leave a little gap of wallpaper between them all though.
I can't stand them overlapping or being crooked.
The white papers stuck to the wall behind my monitor are exam timetables and checklists - so they don't count. :)
How awesome?
I got that in Rhodes.
It's a Vespa - made from PEPSI CANS.
They sold model cars made from cans of beer too.
The drawing above the Happy Tree Friends poster is one of my early bits of artwork.
I had it photocopied in the library - and Emily has a copy of her own on her wall too.
Not bad for a couple of Euros.
I bet the gadges who made them cut their fingers over and over again trying to make them...
Owch, I bet that would KANE!
This is the Baxi boiler.
...Recently, it's been so NOISY.
It makes this PROPER loud RUMBLE noise every 20 minutes.
It makes the floor shake.
It certainly doesn't sound safe.
I stuck Pokémon Staks and Metroid fridge magnets on it. :)
There's some Super Mario World magnets there too, that I got with a Nintendo magazine yonks ago.
The polar bear sat on the telly is called Boggy.
I named him after the polar bear from Freezeazy Peak in Banjo-Kazooie who swallows a Jiggy.
Adam got me him for Christmas a few years back.
His fur is very soft. :)
The polite way of describing this is... A MESS.
For Textiles, we get sheets of paper, and have to stick on drawings and fabrics - then tip paint or ink or whatever all over them.
They call it a "prep-sheet".
I call it "a waste of time".
But I liked this one, so I risked myself losing a few marks for coursework, I took it home with me and stuck it on my wall.
It sums me up nicely. :)
Converse - which took me ages to draw, and I think they're really good renditions - crosswords - which I really like doing - and black ink.
I don't like writing in blue ink at all.
I only like black biros and fountain pens. :)
I can't stand writing in gel pen.
Grrgh, the noise the nibs make on the paper...
Ergh, goes right through me, it does.
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Tomorrow, Adam and I are going to see Sweet Charity.
Not the Broadway or London production, of course.
Some people at my school are doing a rendition of it - including Claire and Sammie, who are in the dance routines.
Steph and Emily are main characters, they're in my tutor.
I dunno, I just really wanted to go. :)
So I got the tickets today, and we're going tomorrow night.
I might sneak mam's camera and take a video of the Big Spender routine. Then I can show you all. :D
Ooooh, Sweet Charity tickets. :)
£2 each - and they come with a pleading message to talk to the representatives of the shitty 6th form they're building between mine and Adam's two schools.
The tickets for the Tuesday show were purple.
The tickets for Thursay's show are red.
It's not fair - I like red.
But the Wednesday show tickets are pink.
How ghey.
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I can't get over how long this blog is - rofl.
Today in the library, I was ramming the whiteboard on wheels into Claire's chair whilst she was trying to do her English coursework.
Then I sat beside her and chewed on her arm, and I drooled all down her elbow.
It was fun. :)
Then I ate her tissue.
It was moist.
She's got a cold, so I'll probably get one now. :)
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I've done two more pieces of artwork.
This is the first one - a scene from chapter 89 of Fire of Glory.
I should have used a black pen for the trousers - but my permanent marker was running out, and I don't have any other black pens, asides from my biros; but they're for small areas.
Even so, I quite like that.
Our poses are a bit camp, like. :)
And here's the 2nd one - a scene from the end of chapter 67.
Though, you could view this picture in many ways....
- You could see it as Emily and Andrew fighting over Dixie, who is in the middle, and Emily is dragging Dixie away forcefully, claiming she is hers.
- Or, you could see it as both Emily and Andrew bullying Dixie - Emily is the leader, whilst Andrew is watching from the sidelines.
- Or, you could see it as Emily has just saved Dixie from being attacked by Andrew, and Emily's sinister glare is directed at the ginger one himself.
Chapter 67 - it's the middle one, but view it however you like. :)
Mrs Mac wants a photocopy of this one too - for the display.
Jeez, my work's gonna be rate public.
I think I've drawn Emily very well proportioned.
She's slim and slender - just how she actually is - and her hair's actually closer to being its true length - as I always draw it too long.
All three of them have very large feet, though.
I'm getting better at drawing Converse, though! :D
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I've been messing on with Photoshop.
One of the pictures I drew of #1263 that's in my black folder - I commented that it looks like she's 50 feet tall.
Claire then did a mock impersonation of a huge #1263 blundering around a city, accidentally stepping on things.
And she gave me the idea to make these:
Photoshopped pictures of #1263 stomping around the city of Toronto!
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- I've started getting back into writing TFATH.
New ideas for plotlines and plot twists have just came to mind of their own accord!
I've got ideas for new characters, new events, new settings and new relationships.
Last night, I did some more work on chapter 4 - and I got 2 scenes written.
So... I shall post a snippet of one of them for you to read:
“…And who are you supposed to be?” Fang sneered, rudely.
Spike growled at him, elbowing him out of the way. “…Don’t listen to him, ma’am - he’s just a common testicle-licking mutt.”
The Azumarill grimaced, averting her eyes from both Fang and Spike - turning her gaze to Dour; who had remained silent in shyness.
“I’ve not seen you around these parts before.” She said, smiling warmly. “What’s your name, sweetheart?”
“…My n-name’s… D-Dour…” Dour mumbled, stammering nervously as he responded to her question.
“W-What’s yours?”
The Azumarill beamed in pleasure, satisfied by Dour’s politeness. “My name is Azzurri.”
“Azzurri?! What sort of crack-nut name is that?!” Fang snorted, throwing back his head in laughter - before Spike socked him right in the gut as a punishment for being uncouth and tactless.
“…It’s an Italian name.” Azzurri frowned, sticking her nose in the air. “A name of high culture and social class. Of course, you wouldn’t understand that.”
Fang ground his teeth in rage, ready to retort back - but Spike cut in first.
“What does it mean?”
“It’s the Italian form of azure. The colour of my fur - it makes a lot of sense.” Azzurri smiled, seeming pleased that Spike had questioned the reasoning behind her name.
“What’s yours, Mr. Mohawk?” She grinned, staring in amazement at Spike’s rebellious, punk hairdo.
“Ern-… Spike.” Spike said quickly, correcting himself. “Spike Evoli.”
“And what about…?” Azzurri asked slowly - trying to distract herself from looking at Fang, who was attempting to slurp the grime from inside his tummy-button.
“That’s Fang.” Dour answered, also grimacing. “Don’t pay any attention to him, Ms. Azzurri.”
“Oh please Dour!” Azzurri giggled, blushing foolishly. “No snobbish titles for me - just plain Azzurri will do.”
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And to finish, I will post a poem here for my dearest friend Emily.
You were always there when I was sighing,
You were there when my tears needed drying,
You always told me to never stop trying,
Our secrets we kept close, we were never ones for lying,
The knot in our friendship, we kept on re-tying,
On each other, we were always relying,
We’re the best of friends, there’s no denying.
Our relationship is never dying…
Emily dearheart, please stop crying…
Dixie currently feels:
Flattened
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Dixie currently looks like this:
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I'm going to be more throrough with my blogs now.
I have to have some method of keeping in touch with Emily now that both of our communication lines have been almost fully severed.
Entries 39, 40, 41 and 42 are going to be a 4-part video log, but it'll only be viewable by Emily herself.
She has her own category, and nobody but her, and hackers of her account will be able to see those videos - just for those who wonder why my blogs will skip from entry 38 to entry 43.
In that photo, I'm cuddling my moose. I named her Millie.
Emily sent me her in a package.
I named her Millie as an aliteration with moose, and a variation on Emily's own name.
She still smells like Emily a little around her nose, eyes and neck. I think it's Emily's scent I can make out, it smells like a human.
It's a very comforting smell - very warm and musty. I like it very much.
Emily - please give me a comment for my blogs.
Just so I know you're actually getting to read them....
In Textiles today, I'd finished my final outcome, so I got out my black folder, my blue folder and my two red files - along with my Tron Bonne pencil case and my Milka cow pencil case, which contains all my colours.
I spent the whole hour working on this:
Media used:
Crayola Pro fine liners - yellow, brown & peach
Craylola Artist colouring pencils - Pale blue, pink & navy blue
Crayola bold markers - Green
Steadlter colouring pencils - Orange & black
Tartan gel pens - Lime green & silver
Bic biro - Black
I'm getting better at drawing eyes and hands.
Mrs Mac, our school librarian liked this picture very much, and she asked for a colour photocopy for their new display - which is something to do with friendship and anti-bullying.
I agreed and let her take a copy.
I like this picture very much.
I think it's one of my best.
I'm sending Emily a copy of her own for her wall.
I hope she will like it.
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