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[Blog #219] --- Neutral --- [Saturday] - The Leaning Tower Of Doritos!
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Blog #219
The Leaning Tower Of Doritos!

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Summer Accomplishments:

- Completed Resident Evil: Code Veronica X (GC)

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I wouldn't say that today had finally put an end to this week's depression lapse - I still don't feel as neutral as I normally do, I still feel quite shitty at the moment - but today's been better than previous days this week.

I woke up at 10 - cleaned my room, took a shower and waited for Ash to arrive.
I'd wanted to go to her's today, but dad started work too early, so she ended up coming here instead.

As soon as I'd turned on Final Fantasy VII - Ash came.
It's not the first time that's happened either. Same with Adam.
If you ever want someone to arrive faster - play FF7. :)

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We kicked off the day with sausage rolls, Pepsi Max, chocolate doughnuts and Guitar Hero. :)
We played the quickplay and band career of GH: Metallica - until I noticed Ash was doing her 'muhhhrrr' face. But it wasn't actually through lack of interest in Guitar Hero - it was specifically loss of interest in Metallica. :D

Ash actually agrees with me - GH:M is the game with the worst setlist. It has like FOUR good songs in it.
So when I suggested we play Greatest Hits instead, Ash couldn't press eject on the Wii fast enough. :)

I was really testing my throat though, trying to do Expert vocals whilst eating Doritos inbetween songs. They're quite dry, so they made my throat all crackly. It was a good thing I had a pint of water beside me.
I got a bit hyper during Barracuda and Hit Me With Your Best Shot: over-emphasising on the "OOOOH BARRACUDA...!" and changing lyrics to "HIT ME WITH YOUR BEST PAAAAAT!" :)

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Then Ash and I had some fun with the Doritos.
Ash was laid on her back and I was tickling her face with my hair.
Then I started waving Doritos infront of her face - pulling them away when she went to eat them.

Then she turned round and said: "Oh FINE, BALANCE THEM ON MY NOSE."
So I did this:



And in mid-overbalance:




Ash ended up with orange salty dust all over her face - so I told her to close her eyes while I wiped it away from her, just to make sure she didn't get salt in her eyes.
This made me realise how much Ash trusts me - even when I was touching around her eyes with my fingertips, she didn't grimace, flinch or shake - she kept quite still. Just proves that she wasn't nervous or scared. :)

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We had hotdogs outside in the garden. :)
We had some amusement with the "ready-sliced" buns from ASDA.
In effect, they were sliced at RANDOM ANGLES, nowhere NEAR in the centre - diagonally, up the sides, all over the place.

Ready sliced!
We still ended up slicing them ourselves. :(

Then we had creme caramels. :)
That was amusing - the bench in the garden is on a slant, and you could tell, as the pudding was sliding sideways on the plate.

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As my Summer Accomplishments says - I completed Resident Evil: Code Veronica X today. :)
On request from Ash, of course.

I suffered a lot of stupid deaths by poisonous Hunters - and blundering into boss fights with only a handgun...
Ash had to encourage me a lot of the time to stop me from breaking and turning off the Wii in frustration.
She'd pat my head and give me words of encouragement. :)

It was hilarious when Claire got squashed by the falling concrete block trap.
Ash shit herself - jumped a foot in the air. :)
She always jumps when she KNOWS something will happen.

I was around 10 minutes away from the boss fight when Ash's dad came.
She was sad - I could see the disappointment in her eyes.
I did complete it after she'd gone - but if she wants to see the boss, I'm more than happy to re-load the file before the fight and show her. :)

VERY VERY EASY.
I went into the battle with a magnum, explosive arrows, flame rounds, acid rounds and grenade rounds.
I only actually used 10 explosive arrows - I completed the game without even touching the magnum!

 
 
   
 

[Blog #197] --- Depressed --- [Sunday] - Random Fucking Lapse...
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Blog #197
Random Fucking Lapse...


I don't even know what caused me to get so upset tonight.
Today was a good day, up until about 10PM.

I went to my nana's, as I do.
Sunday lunch was beef, which was pretty tasty. Nana said she gave me less than last week, seeing as how I didn't finish it all.

I'd brought my DS with me, so I sat in the living room, talking to nana and working on my Pokémon Diamond save, training my monsters up.
Grandad gave me a tenner and kept palming off random chocolate eclairs on me.
I went into the bedroom with nana after grandad had fallen asleep watching his wrestling.

I laid on the bed with my DS while nana carried on with her jigsaw.

I stayed there for a good few hours, I ate tea there - ate practically all of the sausages and cucumber that nana had laid out.
Even mam was in a decent mood when she came to pick me up - she didn't actually make one off-comments, for once.

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I was even playing my favourite game - Final Fantasy VII, drinking Pepsi Max, talking to Shelly on the phone and eating one of nana's steak pies that she made for me to take home with me.

But at about 10PM, I just lapsed for no reason.
And it was one of my worst lapses, because I just had to cut myself, and neither Adam or Shelly could convince me not to.

I only did five cuts - on my upper-arm, which was a better idea.
That meant I could still roll my sleeves up, but not all the way to my elbow.

Naturally, cutting myself didn't make me feel any better.
And I tried hard not to let myself fall asleep so upset, but it was a failed attempt, and I ended up doing what I always do.

I'd been talking to Shelly about my mam - and about my childhood.
But this was after I'd lapsed, so it can't have been the cause.
It did send me to tears and probably contributed to what made me cut myself, but...

Sigh.
 
 
 

   
[Blog #169] --- Content --- [Saturday] - Say Hello To: THE BELLY!
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Blog #169
Say Hello To: THE BELLY!


Today was so weird. I actually hadn't seen Ashleigh in a fortnight. It even sounded weird thinking about it.
I actually managed to persuade mam into letting both Shelly and Ashleigh come over - my word, I am so mint when it comes to negotiating. :)

Shelly came first - at 11:05, thus waking me up.
She actually had to ring my mobile, yelling at me down the phone to come and unlock the door.
I honestly hadn't even heard her knocking. So either she knocks VERY delicatley, or I'm a really heavy sleeper. I'm unsure which. :D

Mam was doing the Race For Life this morning - for Cancer Research UK.
I sponsored her for £4, and she did the race wearing BRIGHT PINK LEGWARMERS.
Yes, they looked incredibly fucked - but in what situation on what person would they not?

While mam and dad were both out, Shelly and I took advantage of our time alone with a short burst of lesbian frivolity. :)
It only lasted an hour though - mam was back at about 12, and Ashleigh arrived half an hour later.

Ash brought Guitar Hero: Metallica with her - and I took advantage of the chance to play on drums when mam disappeared out again.
We improved on some of our old scores from the last time we played - we had a lot of four star ratings that we promptly corrected. I think Ash and Shelly swapping bass and guitar helped - but I was in a PROPER drumming mood, and I was hitting high percentages - 98-99% isn't bad for medium level drums now, is it?

Although, I did continue bashing away when mam returned - and she sent me a text that said:
"Which end of drumstick would you like shovin up ur arse?"
I went to the bannister, leant over it and shouted: "THE ROUND END!"
- Ash and Shelly pissed themselves, naturally.

With a ban on the drums - we swapped to Guitar Hero: World Tour, and I caused mass bleeding from the ears by going on vocals.
I actually sang THE WIND CRIES MARY.
I'm quite good at impersonating Jimi Hendrix. Lmfao, not. :)

I tried out No Rain as well - only hitting 70%!
That's the lowest score I've EVER gotten on ANYTHING.
I don't think I'll be singing that again. Not on Hard, anyway... :(

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Then I challenged Ashleigh and Shelly to try out Grave Of Opportunity - a new DLC song I got, because it was free.
I half expected it to be overly shitty - but it turned out to be an amazing death metal song. I was very pleased. :D
It's also very difficult - so I gleefully watched Ashleigh fail at 25% - then Shelly beat her by failing at 26%.
Then Ashleigh took the guitar and refused to give it back until she'd passed.

I had no hope in her - as she failed several times on LESS than 20% - her worst being 15% - and that's when I heard her frustrated and crying in despair: "Oh... BASTARD!!!"
She did clear it eventually though. Scrapy-scrape-scrape. :)

I then showed off and did it with 95%, 5 stars. :D
On Hard though - I failed miserably on Expert. I need to practice it.

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How fucking mint is this:



It's a stress ball. Mam got it in a goody bag that she got from the Race For Life.
It's promoting Change 4 Life - it has the colourful logo on the back.

I think it's sort of implicating that everyone in Britain has a torso like that.
I don't know about anybody else - but it's a total replica of Ash's torso, pmsl.
She got so annoyed when I kept holding it up to her.

"STOP COMPARING ME TO THE BELLY!"


Oh I love it lmao, it's one of the best free things I've ever gotten. :)
I love stress balls - and it's a BELLY.
There's two reasons to love it. :)

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Then the three of us gathered together our munchies - Pom-Bears, cheap Wotsits, Pepsi and the chocolates mam had gotten me from ASDA.Whirly Bites (rip-off Milky-Ways) and Nutty Bites (rip-off Snickers).

We watched Lesbian Vampire Killers.
Oh, it's so fucking funny. :)
It's a perfect marriage of everything I like in a film - crude humour, blood, gore, exploding bodies, goo and slime, softcore lesbian action and hot Swedish blondes. :D

Shelly wouldn't admit that all of the lesbian vampires snogging each other turned her on. I knew it did.
Well, if it turned me on - it must've done her!
We're unsure about Ash though. :P

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After we'd eaten (turkey drummers for them - southern fried chicken for me) - we returned upstairs and lounged around on my bed for a while.

I kept tormenting Ash with this random air freshener that mam bought me. It smells bloody rank if you get too close to it. It's okay from a distance - but shove it right in your face and it's like a rotting dentist mixed with really old toothpaste and various other random odours.
I was pinning her arms down and holding it close to her face - she hated it and kept whining and making really hilarious strange noises in protest. :)

I'll never forget the sound of her crying: "...NOOO!!! It's horrible...!!!"
Proper piss. :)

Ashleigh and I then proceeded to discuss ideas for DATWBSVOH.
She has been a MASSIVE HELP. :)
I had barely any ideas - and she's provided me with a shitload, as well as encouraging me to come up with some of my own. She sounds really into it, actually.
I let her read the introduction I wrote, and she likes it.

I actually feel a little more confident with letting Ash read my writing now. :)

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I spoke to Reiss over MSN tonight.
We shared several laughs together taking the piss out of Lidl and Aldi - and their stupid 39p adverts. :D

I did it though!
I WROTE SOME DATWBSVOH!

Not just "some", either - I wrote THE FIRST CHAPTER, bitches. :D

I shall admit, it's not my best - but I knew it wouldn't ever compare to #1263, Daredevil Blunders, TFATH, Regenbogen-Streifen - none of my really legendary pieces.
It's not terrible though. DATWBSVOH is something I'm just writing for the fun of it - to actually see if I can get my writing up and going again.

I've also decided the way to say DATWBSVOH in word-form is 'Daht-wubz-voe!" :)

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Dixie would have reverted to counting ceiling tiles and floor panelling if it wasn’t for the distraction that slowly made her way into the changing room several seconds later. The loud creak of the double doors announced the arrival of a short girl, dressed in a basketball outfit, pushing herself in a wheelchair. Dixie squinted at her through the thick frames of her glasses, cocking an eyebrow in confusion.

Starting at floor-level, perched on a metallic purple wheelchair frame, she wore navy blue canvas shoes with white rubber toes. Her shoelaces were ragged and trailing clumsily about her ankles, which were covered by faded grey socks. Around her legs she wore beige-coloured leg straps, which appeared to be supporting a pair of bright purple leg braces - a rather alarming contrast to the plain navy shorts she wore to accompany her grey basketball vest. A large number twelve was embossed upon the front, though it was then that Dixie noticed that it was spattered copiously with dark blood spots.

Dixie looked upwards into the girl’s face – noticing instantly the source of the bleeding. The most prominent feature on her face was undoubtedly her nose, which was comically large, round and also appeared to be spouting blood at an alarming rate. Her lips were quivering slightly, these too stained with the blood pouring from above. Her eyes were a medium shade of blue; intensified by a blink of tears that were beginning to well up inside them.

Realising that Dixie was staring at her watering eyes, she furiously wiped them with her fists – before settling her eyes upon Dixie, frowning at her angrily.

“…Stop staring at me,” she growled, baring her teeth in Dixie’s direction.

Dixie blinked, rather taken aback at this violent response. “…Uh… Sorry,” she mumbled, shaking her head awkwardly. “Um… Does it hurt?”

“Of course it does!” she snapped, gingerly dabbing at her nostrils with her sweatband.

Dixie put her head on one side, still amazed at the sheer scale of the girl’s ridiculous nose. “…Mind me asking how you did it?”

“What’s it to you?” she said spitefully, grimacing as she looked at her now-stained sweatband.

“Well, whatever then…” Dixie muttered, narrowing her eyes, “It’s not like it’d be hard to miss it… The size of it…”

“Andrew hit me with his basketball, alright!?” the girl spat, saying the perpetrator’s name as if it were a particularly foul disease. She sniffed sadly, wincing as she felt her nose continue to throb painfully.

“Take it he doesn’t like you then?” Dixie shrugged, beginning to find her manner incredibly repellent.

The girl in the wheelchair didn’t even bother to answer; instead she pushed herself across to the enclosed shower area and forcefully tugged the curtain across, blocking herself from view. Dixie heard her muttering various obscene curses to herself as she continued to speak with a bloody, bunged-up nose.


 
 
   
 

[Blog #166] --- Neutral --- [Wednesday] - Stop ruining my fucking day...
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From 10:30AM to 5:30PM, Dixie felt pretty:
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From 5:30PM to 9:30PM, thanks to fucking cunt-arse, Dixie was:
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Dixie currently feels:
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Blog #166
Stop ruining my fucking day...


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. :)
 
 
 

   
[Blog #124] --- Neutral --- [Sunday] - Hedgehogs In My Alveoli
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Blog #124
Hedgehogs In My Alveoli


I woke up at half 5 in the morning.
I had a temperature and a migraine.
I took off my pyjama shirt and turned on my pillar fan.

The fan made me cold, but I was still too warm.
That makes no sense.
My body was cold but my head was warm.

I've spent the whole of today lazing around in my pyjamas listening to my chest.
I hate it when I can hear myself breathe.

I definatley have a chest infection.
It's unsual for me to get them at this time of year though.
I normally get them in the winter - November time, or in the summer - around August.

I have that breathing sound.
The inhale is really long and laboured and the exhale sounds like I have expanding and contracting hedgehogs rubbing their spines against whiteboards in my chest.

Mam's making me overdose on all sorts of tablets and medicines.
I had Anadin Extra this morning for my fever and migraine - and you're not meant to mix them with anything else that has paracetamol in them.
I'm also not meant to take them because I'm asthmatic.

She then goes out and gets me cough medicine and Day Nurse.
I've been taking those all day.

Luckily, she's got me chocolate, cheeseburgers and Pepsi Max to balance it out. :)

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I ate chicken noodles for my lunch and finished off Wario Ware: Smooth Moves.
For months now, I thought I had all of the pose cards - but I was actually missing 3 from the shitty Orbulon level.
Having been playing Bully for hours on end, I'm now used to the Nunchuk controls - so I sat myself down and collected the missing cards.
I now have the shiny pink flower. My Backloggery is no longer lying. :)

Speaking of Bully - after I'd gotten those cards, I got my 100.00% completion. :)
All I had left to do was to beat the arcade game scores. After I'd done that, my score shot up to 100%, from 98%.
That's a bit glitchy, I don't think that one score was worth 2%, when some missions aren't even worth a full percent.

Either way - 100.00% now. :)
I gave myself a Master Crystal on my Backloggery.

The rules say you should only give yourself them for speed runs and challenges.
I would say that games like Zelda and Paper Mario - anything that has a STUPID load of collectibles - if you manage to get EVERYTHING - that's mastering a game.

Crystals for me. :)

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I've spent a bit of time finishing off my Unit 2 Photography sketchbook.
Paul says he wants our Unit 1 books tomorrow - but the way my chest sounds, I won't even be going to college tomorrow.
(Hopefully... HOPEFULLY...)

I can't stay off on Tuesday though - I need to go in for my English lesson.
Exam on Friday. Gahhh...

I'll probably be going to the doctors after my lesson on Tuesday though.
God knows when Paul will get these sketchbooks.

Whatever - he says we have 2 weeks before the moderation.
I can swing that. I'm awesome.
Unlike most people in the group - I actually do work on my sketchbook.
Decent work, at that. :P
 
 
   
 

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