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Dixie currently feels:

 Neutral

 

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After all this time with no drawings flowing from my fingertips - I've found inspiration with the forum collab-fic!

 

And here's the link to it: http://moganarchy.deviantart.com/art/Total-Splashdown-93298140!

 

Really, if I KNOW what a person looks like, I CAN'T draw them!

I'd say Kit looks A LOT more than she does than Taylor ended up.

Me, I just look very demented.

 

Taylor looks a bit overboard with the magna eyes, mouth and sweatdrop. :)

I did rush the water a bit, because I hate colouring in huge spaces with pencils.

I did try and give it some reflection and shading effects though.

 

I'm glad I'm getting A LITTLE better with drawing.

I mean, when everybody was little, they drew water as one straight line, with no horizon, didn't they? :)

 

Oh, and I've got an idea for a second picture about that fic too -  so I'm gonna start work on that NOW. :D

Dixie currently feels:

 Neutral

 

(That smiley looks more sarcastic than neutral...)

 

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Dixie's current top ten songs:

 

 

1) (F)lannigan's Ball - Dropkick Murphys

2) Let The Fire Fall - Virginia Creeper

3) Koi No Megalover - Maximum The Hormone

4) Follow The Wolves - Demon Hunter

5) Chu Chu Lovely... - Maximum The Hormone

6) Science Genius Girl - Freezepop

7) Mann Gegen Mann - Rammstein

8) Only This Moment - Royksopp

9) Johnny, I Hardly Knew Ya - Dropkick Murphys

10) Southpaw - Double You

 

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Oh, I don't know what I can say about today.

 

 

First lesson, IT - I was in there for only about 15 minutes, then I went to my appointment with Parry. That was alright, I got to get some stuff off my chest.

 

Second lesson, English - We were doing practise exam questions, and she HAD to pick the dodgiest questions ever. Some of them, I looked at and went blank. I pray that the questions in the exam coming up are more reasonable...

 

Third lesson, Science - This was alright, we were just revising for the upcoming exams, so I just read through section B6 in my textbook.

 

Fourth lesson, Maths - This is where I got seriously pissed off. I felt so sick and tired, I just put my head down on the desk, I couldn't understand a single sentence of the work she was explaining to us. I don't know if I fell asleep or not - but as she went bpast my table, she proper screamed at me to wake up.

Naturally, I shit myself, but raised my head, proper glaring like fuck at the silly cow.

Scott stood up for me though - he told her that I was feeling sick - which I was, considering I've had a stomach upset all night.

 

Fifth lesson, Media Studies - The final session down the CLC, I just sat with Stephen, listening to stuff on music sites, because we didn't really have anything planned for our final day on the project, it was just an optional, I decided not to do it.

 

 

 

Anyway.

In the library after school, I sat with Stephen, Jamie, Pips and Miraan - and we just discussed random stuff.

I was partially listening, because I was working on this:

 

 

 

Another wonderful drawing of #1263. :)

 

- Which shall be posted up to DeviantArt soon, too.

 

 

Speaking of #1263, I've been working on the first chapter: Perserverance.

I've wrote #1263:TB in such a manner, the chapters can be read in any order.

So I write them in a weird order.

 

But I'm starting to want to start posting it up to FPC, so I'm going to have to do them in order.

 

Perserverance is one of the hardest chapters to write, though.

 

 

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 This noble knight is standing in wait for her fair maiden to return.

Dixie currently feels:

 Neutral

 

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Ah, it's been a long time.

Blog, I have neglected you so.

 

 

So, the last time I blogged was exactly a week ago.

So what eventful has happened this past week?

 

- Well, I've completed Parappa The Rapper. I still need to get the 'cool' ranking on level 6 before I can unlock the bonus level. - Which is hard, because the music of level 6 is really hard to follow.

 

I don't know if it's my eyes - but my font looks weird today.

It doesn't look right...

 

 

Oh well, we'll cope. It's Arial red, it's supposed to be my font, anyway.

 

 

Through the week at school, it's only been revision, because the exams are starting this Friday with the first one.

My first one is in a week's time - and then I have three weeks of exams.

 

 

One thing though, I've got out of my depressional spiral.

I'm not harming every day like I was.

I'm not crying as much.

 

I seem to be crying more and more as I get older.

Maybe that's just the stress adding to things.

 

 

And I've made up my friendships with both Stephen and Claire - we were all sat together today in the library talking - poking pencils through a pear, before we lobbed it at Carl, and it shattered all over the place.

 

- And we got shouted at for that, too.

 

 

Then I started licking my hand, because it tasted nice, and Pips was filming me really close up on her phone - and it looks really pornographic and wrong.

She's threatened to put it on YouTube - but if she does, I'll kick her teeth in. :)

 

I walked home with Pips and Miraan - and I ate some leaves off the trees.

 

I wish I hadn't though, because I've got an upset stomach now.

I've had to use the bathroom twice, so far - but the first time, the spicy salaminis I ate last night sorta repeated on me. - How it burned, and how I whined.

 

The leaves were horrible - the green ones all got stuck in my teeth, and Miraan moaned at me because I kept spitting.

I wasn't spitting AT him though!

 

 

Adam stayed over on Saturday just passed.

 

I have this little water game I won in a 2p machine in Southend, and I took the plug off the back, and I went to flick it at him, but it never came out.

So he got it off me, cornered me in the gap between my bed and the wardrobe and poured it on my face.

I was sad.

 

 

Then he kept getting me with the water pistol I stupidly filled up.

 

 

Either way - I watched him get right to the final area on Resident Evil 3 - we decided to start again, seeing as how we knew where everything was this time.

 

He's left it here, in my PS1, and I wanna play it. but I'm scared. :)

 

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Today's song lyrics:

 

Only This Moment - Royksopp

 

 Forces within me, makes reason with lust...
But I try to accept it and not think it works...
Because I know I might lose you by taking the chance...
But love without pain isn't really romance...

Only this moment... (Holds us together)...
Close to perfection... (Nothing is out there)...
Always beside us... (Trusting my senses)...
Deep down inside... (I know I will survive)...

 

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Dixie currently feels:

 Neutral

 

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Well, today wasn't really a great day to blog about.

 

We had a "life skills" day - and all we did was go over interview techniques and started putting together a curriculum vitae.

 

It's basically just made me realise how pointless my life really is.

How unorganised I seem to be.

 

For the next 5-6 years, at any rate, I have plans...

College and university - but after that I'll be thrown out into the big scary world with a bag full of GCSEs, a handful of A-levels and a pocketful of degrees - and frig all to do with them.

 

 

 

After school I sat down my aisle with Claire - and we laughed over every little thing we seemed to be talking about.

I can't even remember what we WERE talking about.

 

 

We got our school photo order forms today.

There's a big picture of all the year 11s on the noticeboard outside Science block - and we all had a look at it today.

 

I want one - despite hating 99% of my year group, I'd still like to have one - you know?

It's summat to look back on, at any rate.

 

I'm stood right at the back, because I'm short - and Sarah behind me was making me laugh as the camera went off, so I look proper cheesy.

 

Here's the sample I got with the order form, I hope it scanned well enough. It's very wonky:

 

 

 

Even so.

 

I came home, and played a good solid hour and a half of GH3 - online with Stephen.

 

It's odd, he was more impressed with me getting 100% on a Medium song than he was with me getting 98% on an Expert song...

 

 

Oh, and in another note, on the community my groupies were:

 

 

It shan't be long until I have Satan + 6000. :)

Tee hee, I LOVE matching numbers.

 

 

Then we talked over MSN, discussing possible ideas for my Guitar Hero fan fiction - Stephen's great at puns, so we were thinking up witty chapter names by making jokes on band names and album titles.

 

 

I have no idea why "waiting for winter" has come up as a suggested tag - I was so hot on the way home.

I came home and took all my uniform off, and sat in the bathroom in my underwear - with my back to the cold tiles, trying to cool down.

 

It's freezing now though - no idea why.

 

 

Sigh, tomorrow I have textiles, and I have to face the stupid cow.

And after what happened on Monday, I really don't want to...

 

 

I was at a snapping point earlier - thinking about Emily.

I almost went and got SR.

 

 

...I can't remember how I stopped myself, but.

 

Mam came in, bearing good news.

 

On Friday - we're going to Essex!

 

Wooooooot!!!

 

We're off on a 7-hour drive down south, with my mam, my dad, and my nana - off to see my great aunties.

We're apparently going somewhere along the Southend coasts as well.

 

I love my great aunty Betty and her husband, great uncle Roy - they're both really sweet and funny.

Roy never talks, it's Betty who does all the speaking.

 

She's really over the top about everything - and she speaks her mind - PROPER time.

She told some gadge who came to the front door to straighten his tie.

 

But she's sweet, and she makes me laugh.

Roy's really kind too - and I just love going down to see them.

 

I think I've only been to see them three times - but every time, they're always really suprised, because we never give them any warning.

 

The only thing that annoys me about the people in Essex is the way they say Middlesbrough.

 

 

Us, actually from Middlesbrough say it as: 'Middles-bra', which is what it is.

But they say it as: 'Middles bar-agh' - which is a bit irritating.

 

 

Mam's lent me her mp3 player, seeing as how mine is broken, and it's ages till I'll get an iPod.

 

I'm gonna take it with me - cram it full of my top rated music, and some of Emily's recordings, so when I'm trying to go to sleep in the Holiday Inn Express hotel bed, I can listen to her.

 

The beds in those hotels are SO soft.

The breakfast is always fresh, and the milk is always nice too.

 

Oh, and they have POWER SHOWERS!

 

You can control the pressure - so either have a dribble, or blast your skin off.

It's so much fun, and it's so much quicker.

 

I call them turbo-showers. :)

 

 

I have to share a room with nana, but I don't think it'll be all that bad.

She can have the big double bed, and I'll have the fold out camp double bed, like I always do.

 

Even if it is only a fold-out, it's softer than my own.

 

Eee, I'm so excited. :)

 

It'll help take my mind off things, at least.

 

 

I've already decided what I'm wearing too.

On the Friday going down, I'll wear my dark jeans and my Pink Floyd shirt, with blue Converse.

 

On Saturday, I'll wear my Every Great Idea shirt, dark jeans, Anarchy jacket and green Converse.

 

I'll wear my Sonic shirt and blue Converse to come back in.

 

 

I'll take my DS, and mam's mp3 player, with the new playlist, once I've got it sorted out.

I'll take my fic planning book too.

 

 

I found an old excersise book that used to be a Geography book, so I ripped out a few pages and coloured in the box on the front in permanent marker, and wrote "PLANNING ENTIRE" on the front.

 

I plan SO much better on paper, so I'll show you the scans of what's in it so far - character plans for GRODT:

 

 

 

 

 

 

And those are my very first drawings of Sprocket and Axel from GRODT. :)

 

After getting more ideas as I was planning - perhaps GRODT may be re-thought, re-written, and re-posted.

 

Huzzah huzzah. :D

 

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Today's song lyrics:

 

Emily - From First To Last

 

 

Smiles and her laughter,
It's the only thing that I've been waiting for, a time.
Regardless of our distance, and our hope, grows greater.
Swept by pretty eyes and laughter for, a time.
The only thing that I've been waiting for.

I hope it's something worth the waiting,
'Cause it's the only time that I ever feel real.
Thunderstorms could never stop me,
'Cause there's no one in the world like Emily.

She's simple yet confusing,
Her sparkling eyes make me weak at my words, they tremble.
Days seem like years in this month of December.
The winter, coldens me for I have yet to sleep.
And never, will I give up trying 'cause you're everything to me.

I hope it's something worth the waiting,
It’s the only time that I ever feel real.
Thunderstorms could never stop me,
'Cause there's no one in the world like Emily.

There's no one in the world like Emily.

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...!