Kayley @ MindSay

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I did originally plan to get the college bus in early today - sit around and waste my time.
Instead, I wasted my time by sleeping. I just couldn't be arsed walking a mile to get a bus, end up 4 hours early and waste my time anyway.

So I woke up at 7 - asked my dad if he'd give me a lift later on - which he agreed to - then I went back to sleep again. So I didn't end up going into college DAFT EARLY after all.

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I went into college, blundering around deafly - as I was blasting Enter Sandman on repeat, as usual this week. :)
I didn't even hear Lewis and Kayley both shouting me.
I noticed Kayley walking towards me - but didn't even see Lewis until he was right infront of me lmao. He just seems to BLEND IN.

I sat with them both before their A block lesson.
I bought some Smokey Bacon crisps and ate these while I talked with them both.
Kayley was putting on light foundation that looked like someone had spontaneously attacked her with whipped cream - before she rubbed it in, anyway.

When they'd gone off to A block, I moved down to the tables by Construction, as I didn't feel comfortable with the company on the table beside me... :(

I started work on the week's 3rd sketch...
I'm going to see if I can get one done every day this week - that'll leave me with 5 new drawings at the end of the week.
I like posting them to my blog too - they add some colour. My blog looks nicer with different coloured fonts, funky layouts and pictures. :D

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At 11:50, I ventured off into town to meet up with Shelly.
I was a bit afraid of meeting up with her at first, as after she'd said she needed to "talk to me..." in that voice - I thought she was going to shout at me/dump me, or something to that effect.

She was okay with me though - we cuddled and kissed under the sheltered area beside the bank. I snaffled a bite of her sausage sandwich too.

It was pissing down - so we couldn't go along with our original plan, which was to sit in the park near Mima.
Instead, we went to Greedy Joes - and I got a chicken mayo sarnie. They didn't have any cress, so I got lettuce and cucumber instead. My word, it's a great combo. I'm never big on salad, but it's okay when mixed with a creamy filling. :)

And as usual, Shelly kept telling me I looked like I'd came out of a porno shoot, with the mayo smeared all around my mouth. She wiped it off for me and we kissed together under the sheltered area infront of the Cleveland Centre.

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I suggested we go mooch in Gamestation to keep out of the rain.
I had a poke through the Wii games - reccomending some good ones to Shelly, for when she gets her Wii.
Then I looked at the PS2 games, pondering over what I might like to get when I get my PS2. I hope they let me get one for my birthday.

Whilst I was looking at Manhunt 2 - telling Shelly how the prequel had been bannned - we suddenly heard THIS SONG blasting across the shop...

"...EXI-IIIT LIGHT! ENTER NIII-IIIGHT!!!"

LMFAO, ENTER SANDMAN!
Shelly and I looked at each other and pissed ourselves.

Gamestation had GH: Metallica set up on a console box near the counter.
We wanted to play - but there was this KNOB who was hogging it.
He played Enter Sandman on drums - knowing full well we were both stood behind him, wanting to play - he then proceeds to start playing other songs. Dickhead.
Never heard of COURTESY?

Shelly said that Game had a GH: Metallica console box - so we decided to wander off over there instead.
Not before I'd bought the Super Smash Bros. Brawl strategy guide though. :)

Guides tend to be like £10...
My Final Fantasy VII guide was £13 - and this was early 2000s, mate!

I bagged SSBB's guide for a sexy £2.99. :D

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When we got to Game, we'd arrived in time - a group of lads had just finished playing, so we picked a guitar each and proceeded to play ENTER SANDMAN. :)

I took Expert lead, Shelly took Hard bass.
We were even watched by a group of moshers/emos who I knew went to our college.
According to Shelly, they were commenting on our massive band streaks and the difficulties we were both playing on. It sounded like we were respected for OUR UBER SKILLZ. :)

We both ended up with 97% each, 5 stars overall.
I'd have hit more than that if I hadn't had to faff on with the star power button to activate it.
Considering it was a different guitar, and I was standing up in the middle of a shop, being watched - I did pretty mint like. :)

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I walked Shelly back to Working Links and we made out for a few minutes under the sheltered roof near the bank.
I walked back to college - managed to make it there in just under 5 minutes. I used Enter Sandman as a timer, if you will. :D

I sat back down on the tables by Construction, had a flick through the book I'd bought.
Sadly, it doesn't tell me a great deal that I didn't already know...
I'll look into it further, see if it says anything about boss trophies. They're something I struggle with.

I went back to my drawing and Lewis appeared, back from his lesson.
We sat together for a while, I finished off inking my drawing - and we went up to Key Skills.

Paul looked over my Powerpoint - he says it's fine.
He's yet to look at my spreadsheet task.
Either way - when he was ignoring me, I was colouring in my picture. I got all of it finished except for the bottom-right corner - which I was colouring in with a dodgy black marker...

When I was on my way to Photography, Lewis and I were walking down a corridor with big beasty glass windows. He catches glimpse of our reflection and he says:

"I'VE ONLY JUST NOTICED. HOW SHORT ARE YOU?!"

I was just like: "...Seriously, how long have you known me for mate?" :(

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In Photography, I didn't end up doing any Key Skills - Paul told me to focus on doing actual Photography work - which I was more than happy to do.
I spent the lesson doing some editing work on Photoshop.

I've fallen in love with the saturation balance adjustent lmao.
You can make a photo look black and white, but still colour.
That makes no sense, rofl. It's like a cross between the two.

I was working on my photos when I heard someone yell: "ROAR" behind me.
Of course - it was Adam. :)

So he came and sat in the room with us all lesson.
He made me listen to Team Rocket's Rockin' on his iPod.
Horrible - I actually knew the words. The two of us were alternating the parts - I sang Jessie's lyrics, he sang James' lyrics and we sang Meowth's together.
Seriously, I must've been hyper to sing out loud in a room with PEOPLE IN IT and not be arsed. :D

It was fun though.

So was when we swapped earphones - so I had one of my own and one of his, and he had the same, names reversed.
We tried to see what it was like if you mixed two songs together - he chose Mini Moni and I chose Curved Air - lmfao!

It was confusing - at times, the random Curved Air woman sounded like she was singing in Japanese.

DON'T RING FOR A TAXI...
DON'T CALL A POLICEMAN...
DON'T SEND FOR A DOCTOR, HE'LL JUST GIVE YOU PILLS... :D

Then I drew a green smiley face on Adam's hand with this marker pen we found on the desk. :)

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Adam finished off colouring in the bottom corner of my picture for him - so the colouring credit on Dixie's black shirt goes to him. :D

Here's the finished piece:



[DeviantArt link...]

I love the way Andrew's hair turned out. :D

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And now I shall post 14 images - all of the ones I worked on editing today in Photography. :D





























I'm quite pleased with the way they've all came out. :)

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I was even in a good mood walking to the bus station and getting the 64A home.
I decided to put my iPod on songs shuffle.

Not only was it giving me pretty decent songs - like Enter Sandman, Broken Glass, Smashed Into Pieces - it started giving me some of my older favourites, ones I haven't added to the NEW PLAYLIST...
Like Of Treasure - which is ranked like 5th in my top 50 most played.
I listened to it non-stop for a fortnight, I think.

Then Lisa started playing some songs that were un-rated - so I gave them a listen and rated them accordingly.
Tended to be all 3-star rated though, I haven't found anything undiscovered and very mint on my iPod yet.

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See, today was pretty fucking legendary - until I got home.
There I was met with the cunt of the house again.

Now watch this - she got pissed at me, made threats and shouted abuse at me, when this time I hadn't said ANYTHING wrong.

She told me she needed 61 photocopies doing with my copier.
I didn't refuse, I didn't say I wouldn't.
I said: "Well you might not get all of them because I don't have much ink."

Now where in that sentence did it say I wouldn't do it?
Where in that sentence did I say she couldn't use my copier?

I didn't fucking say it.
But as per fucking usual, she went off on a bastard rant - even having a go at dad when he stood up for me.

Now she's saying she's not going to buy me any ink again.
As well as reminding me that I can't use her camera - so it's going to be fucking difficult doing err... PHOTOGRAPHY coursework outside of fucking college.
Oh, and she continued on with the bastard rant about me not doing anything unless it's to benefit myself.

WHEN DID I SAY I FUCKING WOULDN'T DO IT FOR HER?
Seriously.
Even dad knew I was right, that's why he stood up for me.
She's such a fucking cunt, I swear to God.

It doesn't seem like I'll be able to see Ash or Shelly for a while either...
Swear to God - she says I don't have any friends.
Well no fucking wonder if I'm not allowed to see them!

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I stayed in this mood for the next few hours.
I was that depressed, I actually didn't cry.
I hate that, when I'm upset to the point where I CAN'T cry.

I still feel like hurting myself badly as I'm writing this - that urge hasn't gone.

I tried to cheer myself up by eating tons of junk food - hotdogs, crisps, ice-cream, Pepsi...
Nothing seemed to work.

I had plans for tonight as well.
I planned to play through into the early Summer on Harvest Moon: BTN, play some more gigs on World Tour and download some new songs for Lisa.
I didn't do any of them - I ended up in the mood where I just laid in bed and didn't feel like moving.

Shelly managed to cheer me up a little though - she talked with me on the phone for a long time, trying to calm me down.
I love Shelly like. :)

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Dixie currently feels:

 Neutral

 

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Blog #80

ANOTHER FAFF ON...

 

 

I'm sick of recent days being nothing but a faff on.

 

I went into college on the free bus - went to my appointment with Dianne.

Today we just really talked about my difficulties with motivation and getting coursework done. Attempted to find why there's a difference between them. I'm enjoying Media Studies, forcing Photography, but doing it well - and getting fuck all done for English.

 

I don't know the reason myself - so how could I tell her?

It's got nothing to do with previous grades, I shouldn't imagine.

I got the same grade for both Media Studies and English Language at GCSE...

My classwork for Media Studies has actually got lower grades than that of English. Saying that, I do more classwork in Media Studies. Hmmm...

 

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After my hour with Dianne - cue the FIVE HOURS OF FUCK ALL.

I actually have more time doing fuck all on a Wednesday than a Thursday. I didn't think it was possible.

 

Well, in effect, it would be less than that - but I don't go to Key Skills.

It's a waste of time, it's only worth 20 fucking UCAS points - why should I bother?

 

I saw Ash and Shelly before they had their A block lesson.

Shelly ended up about 10 minutes late for hers. Kayleigh appeared and sat with me - she wasn't bothering with her A block lesson, so she sat with me for a while.

 

We got bored quickly and went for a wander.

I suggested we go to 4th floor and spy on Ash in her art lesson through the glass in the doors.

I sat on this RANDOM CHAIR in the corridor while Kayleigh went to the doors and dictated to me EVERYTHING Ash was doing.

 

"Oh, she's GLUEING... She's still glueing... Now she's FOLDING HER PAPER IN HALF..."

 

When we'd gone up in the lift, I found a plastic egg.

I think it would have been one of those that has a toy or some sweets inside it.

Either way, I picked it up and put it back together - and then I played with it for a while. :)

 

I'd spotted it when the doors opened on 3rd floor - right infront of the lift.

I'd pressed all the buttons of course. :P

 

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She met up with one of her friends shortly after and I stood outside with them while he had a cigarette.

I was proper reluctant to - but all the tables had been nabbed when we were upstairs, and I didn't want to stand around on my own like a twat.

 

Longest fucking A block ever mate.

It didn't take as long to go by when I was still in English Literature mate!

 

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When I got off the bus this morning, the clock tower entrance car park proper smelt like sausage rolls.

I'd had a craving for them all day.

 

I even blurted it out to Dianne as soon as we'd finished a topic and were about to move onto another one, I just went: "I FANCY SOME SAUSAGE ROLLS."

She proper pissed. :D

 

So, when we went into town - Ash, Shelly and I - I went to Greggs, which is a rarity for me.

I got two sausage rolls and a drink from HB. They were weird - a lot more flaky than they usually are.

Probably because I've not eaten sausage rolls from THAT Greggs before.

Lmfao, they're proper everywhere.

 

There's TWO in the Hillstreet Centre.

There's no need for two in one place.

 

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Before our Photography lesson, we were sat on the wavy benches. Shelly wandered off for a piss halfway through a conversation.

I'm immature, so I suggested to Ash that we go and hide behind the alcove near Performance.

 

She went along with it - we were stood there for ages.

I sent Shelly a text that said: "Lmfao. :)"

She sent me one back that said: "Fuck off."

 

I guessed she wasn't in the best of moods - so Ash and I decided we'd go up to Photography.

Shelly was already there - sat with Michelle slagface and Danny.

 

She proper snatched her bag from Ash and went and sat with them again.

Then she comes over and says we're bullying her.

 

We're PROPER not.

Ash and I both agreed together that if one of us had been left and the other two had hidden somewhere - we wouldn't be proper dramatic about it like Shelly was.

 

Honestly, you can't have a fucking laugh with her at all.

 

Thus, I spent the lesson working solemnly on my final collage - stopping occasionally to tickle Ashleigh. :)

 

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Leven Valley are proper taking the piss.

Every day, I go for the 4:45 bus.

I get to the crossing near the bus stop at about 4:40 every time - the bus is waiting at the stop.

I have to wait for the green man, because it's a mental road that I couldn't just run across.

 

The green man comes on - the bus fucking drives off.

In the past three weeks, it's happened SEVEN TIMES.

 

So I have to sit there and wait like 40 minutes for the 5:20 one.

IT'S GETTING LATER AND LATER EVERY SINGLE DAY. WHY...?!

 

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When I got back to the bungalow - nana had made the BEST fucking pasta ever.

Well, there's only been one bowl of pasta I've eaten that was better than it - and that's the tortelloni from Stergio's Corner in Rhodes old town.

 

It was pasta bows in carbonara sauce with ham and chopped Matteson's sausage.

Proper nectar - I even went for a second bowl.

 

Nana was all like: "Oooh, it wasn't bad for a first try."

I was like: "IT WAS FUCKING MINT MATE."

 

Well rofl, I didn't quite say that. :)

 

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Nana found out about the blood on my sheets - but she didn't proper question me about it.

I just said I was a bit scared to tell her about it.

 

Either way, she's washed all my sheets and the undercovers.

She thinks it's period blood - I'm allowing her to believe that. :)

 

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And in other news - I'm at 19.63% on Bully. :)

I've unlocked some new classes and I'm onto the second chapter of missions.

 

I'm allowed into the town now - so I've been cutting grass in the park over and over.

$25 a time - and an increasing wage for the paper route mini-game.

I've bought a lot of clothes, and clothes seem to give you a lot of percentage.

 

I've been wandering around with my upgraded map from my Geography classes - looking for the collector's cards and rubber bands. Some of them are a proper bitch to work out where they are.

There's no countour lines, so you don't know if it's on the floor or on the roof. Even when you zoom in proper far, it's still hard to find them.

 

I wish they were put on my radar too... :(

 

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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. :)            

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Dixie currently feels:

 Depressed

 

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Blog #43

Tedious Thursdays...

 

 

I finally figured out how to make an On-The-Go playlist on my iPod, so I assembled a playlist of the top 20 songs in my "New Playlist" - the ones I'm currently listening to the most.

It lats about an hour, so that was good enough for my walk into Eston, waiting for the bus and then the journey on the bus.

 

Before D block, I sat around in the town entrance corridor with Kayley, Michaella and Lewis. I told them all about my Photography exam idea - they think I'm very strange. :)

 

Today opens with Media Studies - a non-coursework lesson - revision more than anything.

So we spent the hour going over narrative structures and newspaper conventions.

Not incredibly thrilling - but I wasn't falling asleep for once.

 

Then came the sitting around for fucking ages.

Shelly said she would be in at half 10 - but by quarter past 11, I was stupidly bored and hungry - so I ventured into town alone - came back to college with the "epic sandwich" from Greedy Joe's.

I've really gone off the orgasmic sandwiches.

 

Mainly because they're £2.10 - and the epic sandwiches are only £1.20, and twice as big.

And with what remains, I managed to get a bottle of Pepsi, two bags of crisps and a bar of chocolate - still only spending £2.10.

Cheaper calories for the win.

 

Ashleigh and Shelly appeared at their normal time - so we spent a few hours sat around together, basking in our epic randomness. As you do.

 

English Language was tolerable - another discussion lesson on the subject of language and gender.

It's pretty basic, so it's easily remembered too.

 

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I took the Leven Valley back to the bungalow - gave grandad a hug, as I do.

Then I made myself a sweet BBQ chicken pizza and spent the rest of the night playing Wind Waker.

Fast progress makes happy in my thumbs.