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Thankfully I didn't have another fucking argument with Shelly today.
No, we were both relativley calm - did our usual act of not doing anything in Photography. Paul is such an arsehole.
We walked into town during our beasty break and Shelly persuaded me to buy a BLT sandwich from Greggs. I wanted to get one from college, but as per usual - when I want one, they don't have one.
They're pretty good though. I'm starting to think I actually do like mayo - just not Helmann's. I like the mayo from Greedy Joe's, I like the mayo from college and now I seem to like the mayo from Greggs. It clearly isn't Helmann's then. :)

Short blog yes - but everyone has days where there's fuck all to talk about.

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Dixie currently feels:

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Blog #65

Blood, Bloody & Bloodier!

 

 

Today has been the most meaningful session I've spent with Dianne yet.

I brought along a copy of Regenbogen Streifen and let her read it.

 

Together, I've discovered even more ambiguity and double-meanings to a lot of the sections.

 

For instance - the part I wrote about crossing the road mindlessly and being saved by a stranger before I was ran over - this actually refers to February 2008 where I attempted suicide by walking out into main road.

Though, the day I wrote Regenbogen Streifen, I was walking to the bus station - there was a disabled boy walking in front of me. I've seen him in college, I think he has Down's Syndrome, or something similar.

Either way, we got to a crossing, and I looked at him as if to say: "Hey, wait until I go over, then it'll be safe."- and he did; because I knew he'd have just went straight over otherwise.

I continued on, he still walking in front of me - until we came to a second crossing. He went to cross as traffic was still going by and the red man was still displayed - a woman behind us grabbed him by the arm and stopped him.

 

Also - the sections about sex - I refer to my hands as "useless appendages" - although the narrator is not gendered, the people they desire are clearly gendered as female. Obviously, it's written as myself, so it's from the perspective of a lesbian - but it could be viewed as a male desiring these females, and the "useless appendage" could refer to his penis.

 

We both agree that I'm far better in writing than I am verbally.

I know this myself, I communicate myself and my feelings across far better in writing than I do speaking.

This is why I'll only ever use text speak shorthand for comedic effect. Everything I write is written in continual prose - even on MSN and online forums I write in fully punctuated sentences.

 

I know my punctuation has a spazzy fit on my blog though - I use dashes in proper random places.

 

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After my session, I went and sat on the square tables - took out my sketchbook, plugged in Lisa and the "NEW PLAYLIST" (which I've recently updated), and wrote 3 pages of analysis to stick into my sketchbook.

When they're stuck in, I'll have completed around 10 pages.

 

My "NEW PLAYLIST" now has 170 songs, instead of the previous 150.

I deleted it totally and started again - this time adding some overlooked favourites.

 

Ashleigh and Shelly came into college not long before their A block lesson - sat with me for a while and talked.

One of the chairs was taken up by my tuppaware box - containing my 3 litres of fake blood.

Today was the day of my Photography exam, and I was absolutley shitting it.

 

While those two were in A block, I resorted to Solitaire.

I'd been distracted from my sketchbook work - and once that happens, it's difficult for me to get back into the right mindset to continue with it.

 

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After they'd came back - we all walked into town, first stopping off at the Dundas Arcade so I could buy an ox heart.

£1.70 - which isn't bad. Pig's hearts are about 35-45p, and ox hearts are considerably bigger.

And considerably HEAVIER. They must weigh about 2 stones.

Thankfully, Ashleigh said I could hang it on her handles as I was pushing her. This took a bit of strain off my arms.

 

We stopped off at Home Bargains and Greggs - then went and sat in a different place yet again.

We sat by the text tower in the centre, on the black stone bricks.

THEY'RE FUCKING FREEZING.

I sat on it and squealed as the cold penetrated my arse cheeks. Shelly did the same, rofl.

 

I did vow to myself that I wasn't going to eat a lot of chocolate, incase nerves and squeamishness got to me during my exam shoot and I ended up vomiting - but I changed my mind and ate a Terry's Chocolate Orange bar and a chocolate bunny with praline in the middle.

I bought two of those, but I did save one for later on.

 

I'd bought Sprite today - a variation on my usual Pepsi.

Sprite makes me feel funny inside.

 

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Walking back to college, I was pretty close to "bottling it", as Shelly puts it.

I had bus fare in my pocket, I could have skipped off the exam and just got the Leven Valley bus back to nana's.

 

Shelly tried reverse psychology on me. She knows I'm almost as childish as she is - so she was like: "Alright, you just go... Come on Ashleigh, we'll leave her..."

 

So eventually I did end up following them with my tail between my legs.

I hadn't actually gone anywhere - they'd just started walking faster in front of me.

 

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Arriving back at college, we had around 20 minutes before E block - so we sat on the benches in front of Hair & Beauty.

I didn't say much, I was drowning in my own fears.

 

When the time came, Ashleigh practically took me by the arm and pulled me to the lift.

Once inside, I pressed ALL the buttons - and when it got to first floor, I mashed the ONE button, so that the doors kept on opening.

 

I did the same on 2nd floor, until Ashleigh grabbed me by the arms and pulled me away from the panel.

 

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I will say that in Photography - thanks to me - Shelly, Danny and Ashleigh all did NO work.

 

Shelly helped me tape the tarpaulin to the wall below the projector while Paul was setting up a tripod.

Danny was proper facinated by the heart. He was only too happy when I asked if he'd help me get it out of the bag, as I couldn't at the time - my hands were covered in blood.

 

One mint thing though - Amara wasn't in lesson, and Danni-slagface was too squeamish to stay in the room, so she went and hid in the art rooms next door.

Even Jonathan and those two emo slags seemed interested - those who I thought didn't have a high opinion of me. I still think they don't, but at least they weren't arseholes.

 

The first few photos, I'd just tipped blood over my shirt as I held up the heart or a meat cleaver I'd brought along.

Then of course, Shelly tipped the blood over my head - as much as she didn't want to.

(She later admitted to me that she'd felt so guilty about it, she'd gone and cried in the 4th floor toilets.)

 

Ashleigh wasn't as remorseful - she was manning the tripod, taking all the photos. I could see she was secretley enjoying watching me writhe.

 

GOLDEN SYRUP FUCKING HURTS WHEN IT GETS IN YOUR EYES.

 

That happened TWICE - it started dripping down my fringe and running into my eyes. We had to stop twice so I could wipe my eyes down with a baby wipe.

I don't really like the taste of it either, but yeah...

 

Tanya and her friend from Art came in.

They said the printer was broken - they take a chair - they both sit on it, directly behind the tripod and stare at me.

 

"We're coming in to watch."

"Am I honestly that interesting?"

"No, but the printer's broke and we're bored."

"That's nice."

 

Here be some photos:

 

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Rofl, then came the task of cleaning myself up.

It's a good thing that the toilets all have locks to the actual outside door.

 

Ashleigh rinsed out my shirt and my trousers while Shelly mopped my face down and rinsed off some of my hair.

I put on my clean clothes and wiped down my feet and my chest. My hair wasn't totally clean, so I'd thought ahead and brought a baseball cap to wear to the bus stop.

 

I trust them both enough. They've seen me practically naked before - and I them, so what be the problem?

 

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I nearly broke my back walking to the bus stop though.

The heart and the remaining blood was BEYOND heavy.

I had to carry it slung over one shoulder, but even then, it was breaking my back. I sort of alternated between shoulder and arm.

Very thankful when I got to the bus stop and I could put it down.

 

There was this ginger chav sat next to me in the shelter - he kept giving me dodgy looks. Probably because I smelt of golden syrup. Lmao. :)

 

The bus was proper late as well.

I killed time with Lisa and texting Adam.

They were all like: "LOL GINGER CHAV SNIFFING ME." and "OMG PROPER NEED A SHOWER MATE."

 

When I got back to nana's - she'd made me chicken dippers and spaghetti, but I'd proper lost my appetite earlier. I scraped some of the spaghetti, so she put the chicken in the fridge for me.

 

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I was so fucking thankful to get in the shower like.

My hair still felt a bit strange afterwards, but at least it wasn't sticky - and it hadn't gained a pink tinge from the food colouring like I'd expected.

 

I bought a Wii Points card yesterday - I bought two songs on World Tour (Gimme All Your Lovin' and In The Shadows), Streets Of Rage and Super Mario RPG on Virtual Console.

 

I keep missing ONE note on In The Shadows - on both Hard and Expert... Annoyed.

 

Gimme All Your Lovin' is a cover - HOW DARE THEY GIVE AWAY COVER SONGS AS DLC.

It's not an amazing cover either - it's by Wavegroup - and Line 6 do FAR better ZZ Top covers than them.

But I bought it becuase it's a mint song. I'm practically a lifetime ZZ Top fan. :)

 

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I spent the rest of my night playing Streets Of Rage.

I got to the 7th level - the stupid level with the lift, and I got killed.

GAH.

 

I'm going to play the 2-player mode with Shelly on Saturday. She loves this game too. :)

 

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Dixie currently feels:

 Neutral

 

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Blog #60

Northern Excursion

 

 

Today was the day of the Photography trip to Newcastle.

For those doing the theme of colour (like me) and technology (like Ash) - the day indeed, was a bit of a pointless effort.

Saying that, it did get us away from college for the day.

 

There wasn't really anything Ash and I could take photos of, so we spent the entire time wandering around aimlessly, occasionally watching Shelly take some random shots of random buildings.

I sat with Danny on the bus. We shared our tastes in music by exchanging iPod headphones. He was listening to weird trance music that sounded like remixed Mario jumps. It was funky, but not to my taste. :)

 

After we'd wandered around for a while, we were told earlier that we had to meet up at a statue called Grey's Monument. Apparently, you couldn't miss it.

This was true - it was about 50 feet high and you could see it from proper far away.

We spent about an hour sat on the steps infront of it eating delights from the Greggs bakers and random cheaply accquired junk food from the pound shop. :)

 

I bought some nougat - I haven't eaten it in SO long.

I broke off the end piece and gave it to Ash. She likes it too. :)

 

Later in the day, we found a random vending machine on the top floor of the shopping centre there.

(This of course was after going up in the SCARIEST FUCKING LIFT EVER with Ash. It proper looked like something from Resident Evil. - And there was yet more scary lifts to come later in the day.)

 

Either way - it was a machine that doled out little tubs of ice cream pellets for £1.70.

Mam had only given me £3, and I'd spent that on a sandwich and some shit from the pound shop - so Ash bought one. She gave me a few spoonfuls of it when we were back sat on the monument steps. She got the vanilla cream flavour with bits of Oreos in it. Pretty lush.

I do believe they were called Mini Melts. :)

 

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After wasting most of the day doing nothing - we went halfway across Newcastle to the Baltic art gallery.

The path to it was basically a big fuck off SLOPE.

To keep control of Ash, I had to walk like a spoon's head; bent backwards to the max.

 

Eee, I had to get her down some steps, so I wheelied - but then didn't set her flat again, just carried on going on the back wheels. Wheelies are so bloody fun. :D

 

Then came the task of the Millenium bridge - honestly.

That was a bitch to climb up; but once I got to the flat part in the middle, I let Ash go - and she proper SHOT.

She went DAFT fast. Lmao. Proper bounced over the step at the end as well.

 

When I'd reached her, she was sat there laughing to herself, claiming it was fun.

While we waited for the rest of them to catch up, I spent another 10 minutes flipping Ash backwards and performing numerous wheelies and figure of 8s in the car park. :)

 

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The Baltic was pretty interesting.

There was an exibition of the work of Yoko Ona.

 

Some of the sections had 18 restrictions on them, but I went in them anyway. :)

One of them was different video screens of her lying naked on a bed with flies crawling over her. Lmao, she's hairier than I am! - I take pride in trimming my bush, thank you. :P

 

The other one was a piece of artwork called 'Touch Me III' - which was a silicone cast of her body - certain parts of it, anyway. You had to wet your finger and run it along her; which made it feel pretty realistic.

Neither Ash or Shelly believed that you could stick your finger about halfway into her vagina until I demonstrated a second time. :P

 

(And yes, that felt pretty realistic too. :P)

 

There was also a big transparant maze - said you could only have 2 people in it at once, and they had to be over 16.

Ash wanted to go in - so Shelly stood by her chair and we both went in for a wander.

We were confused as anything for about 10 minutes, because it's like walking around on a corkscrew - then we finally found the middle part - and had to corkscrew back out.

 

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Downstairs, we'd watched this proper strange video about a cement block. Showed some gadges making it, then a crane lifting it up. I like some contempory art - but there's some that I'll really never understand.

 

The lifts in the Baltic were scary as fuck. We couldn't use the stairs because they were blocked off - but if they'd have been open, Shelly and I would have left Ash in the lifts alone. They were clear, so you could see all of the mechanisms inside them, they went about 3 times faster than normal lifts, and they also shot up about 6 floors, overlooking the river.

The height thing scared me the most, but they just generally made me feel sick. I was wandering around the gallery on the 4th floor proper nauseated and dizzy for about 20 minutes.

 

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On the coach back, I sat with Ash at the front.

We shared my iPod - listened to the whole Mini Moni album. :)

 

We both pissed ourselves when I Love Blues came on, and we got an earful of stupid cow Mika:

OHH BAAAABY, SO MUCH BETTERRRRRR...

 

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I've taken a photo of Ash sat infront of the monument - when we get back into college to get the photos of the M drive - I shall put it on my blog somewhere. :)

 

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Dixie currently feels:

 Bored

 

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Blog #64

COLOURS & FOODS REVEAL ALL.

 

 

Okay, so there was REALLY no need in me being in college today.

After I'd sat around with Ashleigh for a while, I went up to 3rd floor - only to find Mary wasn't in, and the English lesson was cancelled, AGAIN.

 

So I retreat downstairs - take out my iPod and kill the battery with Solitaire.

Shelly appears around 20 minutes later - she's late for her Business Studies lesson - silly cow. She can never make it on time on Tuesdays. She has to leave me - so I sit and ponder for a while.

 

I know I have to make up some time - so I listen to Tool on repeat and write 3 pages of analysis to cut and stick into my sketchbook. I'm still quite behind - but that's only because I can't be arsed.

I managed to get these 3 pages done in 35 minutes, fuck's sake - it doesn't take THAT long.

 

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Ash comes and sits with me in her break before tutorial.

She sods off - only to come back about 5 minutes later because nobody was there.

YAY, BONUS HOUR WITH ASHLEIGH. :)

 

Shelly took about ten hours getting back downstairs - then we sat around with Lewis and Kayley, engaging in very innapropriate conversations about anal sex and the like. :)

Rofl, it's hilarious being the most informed on a table about a sexual matter.

 

Then I was testing Ash's knowledge of sexual terms. Kayley joined in after a while.

She knew what bukkakke was, but wasn't sure about felching - PMSL.

Then I learnt the true definition of rainbow kiss - which is one I'd always wondered about.

 

Then from there we had a discussion about tasting blood. From everywhere I've bled - my face, my fingers, my arms, my scars, my legs, my vagina - I've tasted them all.

Spot blood is the worst - it has sour pus in it.

 

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I bought a bacon and chicken baguette from Greggs - picked out all of the tomato, ate most of the lettuce, but when there was an overload of it, I started flicking it at Ash. :)

We had a change of scene, sat on the benches down the street to Captain Cook's square instead today.

 

Ash and I both indulged in the fine Space Raiders today.

Reccomended retail price - 25p, B&M price - 10p. :)

 

I like Space Raiders, but they give me chronic hiccups every time I swallow. And because I ate two bags of them, I had to feel the chicken and bacon baguette in my throat TWICE every time.

 

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LOL, Ash admitted today that she couldn't be arsed with Photography.

I caught her sneaking on Blogthings halfway through the lesson - so I joined her.

 

Shelly and I both did the "Are you gay?" test and the "How kinky are you?" test.

LOL, PRACTICALLY ALL OF OUR ANSWERS WERE THE SODDING SAME.

 

I actually did some work though - I cropped down the practice projection shots I'd done last week and faffed on with the levels a bit.

 

Then of course, I went back to Blogthings.

 

OH, THIS WAS CREEPY AS FUCK.

There was this test - "What do you think of your friends?"

There's colours and foods, and you write the name of the friend that first comes to mind.

ALL OF THE ANSWERS ARE PROPER TRUE.

 

I even saved them so I could put them on here. :)

 

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You truly love Adam.

You consider Shelly your true friend.

You know that Lewis is always thinking of you.

You'll remember Kayley for the rest of your life.

You secretly think Michaella is creative, charming, and a bit too dramatic at times.

You secretly think that Sammie is colorful, impulsive, and a total risk taker.

You secretly think that Ashleigh is loyal and trustworthy to you. And that Ashleigh changes lovers faster than underwear.

You secretly think Miraan is shy and non-confrontational. And that Miraan has a hidden internet romance.

 

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I PROPER don't agree with the 2nd sentence about Miraan like!

LMFAO, AND I CERTAINLY DON'T AGREE WITH THE 2ND ONE ABOUT ASH!!!

 

I don't SECRETLY think them though - I DO think them.

 

..The weird thing is, there was a space for someone who reminds me of the colour white.

I didn't have anybody who reminded me of white, so I left it blank.

...It turned out, whoever reminded me of white would be my soulmate.

 

Does that mean I'll never have a soulmate - or does it mean I haven't found them yet?

 

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Lmao - I asked nana if she had any Vaseline.

I did originally plan to take it into college for my exam tomorrow. I was going to rub it under my eyes so I looked like I was crying.

 

...But in effect, I got a little too carried away with Shelly on the phone.

Jeeez, it's fucking great for anal, rofl.

I've used all of it as well - she only gave me a little 10g tub with a little bit left in it.

 

It turns out that Ash can't sleep over on the Friday night, but she can still come for the Saturday and the Saturday night, and she's agreed to stay later on the Sunday.

 

...ROFL, you know what that means for Shelly and I.

Aw, I'm such a whore. :)

 

Ahhh... Shower together, and sex in a cozy double bed - for as long as we like, as late as we like, as loud as we like!

This shall indeed be interesting. :)