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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:

Amused

 

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How awesome is that smiley.

IT ROLLS.

 

Hur hur hur...

 

 

Wow, a lot of tags we have. A long title we have.

In actual fact, I'm just going to talk about some really insignificant events of the day - and smash them all into one blog.

 

I'm creative like that.

Hur hur, not.

 

 

I'm drinking Yazoo banana milkshake as I write this blog.

It was 75p - it's gone down in price by TEN PENCE.

 

...OMGWOW.

 

 

 

Well, to begin with... First lesson today was Textiles.

I filled up four more pages in my sketchbook of coursework.

 

One of the pages though, I really like.

It's a reproduction of a piece of work I did previously.

 

 

 

There's the original drawing - presented in biro, pencil, coloured pencil and felt-tip.

 

It's a scene from a novel I'm working on; entitled: Experiment #1263: The Beginning.

The girl on the left is Experiment #1263, and the male on the right is Experiment #1264.

 

 

 

And there's what I made in textiles - by photocopying and enlarging the image, I then contructed a render of Experiment #1264 in tissue, fabric and paints.

 

I told Pips to poke his face.

She didn't like the texture of his eyeball and grimaced. The paint was still squishy - but not wet. I liked the texture, personally.

 

I also didn't have any grey fabric for his shirt - #1264's shirt is always grey, always will been and has been - so I used blue instead. It was the most suited fabric patch I had, after all.

 

 

 

It was Mother's Day on Sunday.

I took this photo two days before, but I forgot to upload it to my blog every day since.

Seeing as how I've remembered:

 

 

This is the necklace I bought my mam for a present. She was wearing it the other day - which made me smile.

I like seeing her wearing the jewelery I buy her.

 

I suppose everybody likes that feeling.

Just like when I see Emily wearing the shirt I bought her; it's the same feeling inside.

 

 

In the library after school, Pips and Claire were sat in the first aisle, playing on Claire's guitar.

Well, Claire was trying to teach Pips how to play something out of her tab book.

 

I decided I'd test them with the prank I'd been trying out all day.

I tried it on about... 20 people?

EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THEM CAUGHT ON.

 

Oooh, the rage.

 

Anyway, in Textiles, we use a lot of PVA glue to stick the fabrics down and together.

As you may or may not know - when it dries, you can peel it off - and it looks a little bit like peeling skin.

So, I covered the backs of both of my hands with it, and waited for it to dry.

Then, I'd go up to people saying: "Oh, my excema's getting really bad." - then I'd peel some off.

 

The Science cover teacher we had knew it was glue, after a few seconds; but she stated I was "simply revolting", which made me smile.

 

Here's some photos of it.

(Bear in mind, I took these photos with my mouth - as both of my hands are in the shot itself, I pressed the camera's buttons with my lips.)

 

 

 

 

Tee hee hee - PEELY.

 

It hurts sometimes when you pull it off.

Both of my hands are now completley hairless, too.

 

 

In the library, we were counting our teeth.

I have 30 teeth. I have more on the top row than I do on the bottom, but they're both symmetrical. I have an even number on each row.

 

I'm missing two wisdom teeth, but I have some already grown through. I don't know if I'll get anymore.

 

Pips only has about 24 teeth.

Claire has 20. - Though 3 of them should have fallen out, and have new ones growing OVER THEM, so that's 17. 

 

...That really doesn't seem like many at all - seventeen.

And it's an odd number, they must be mismatched.

I don't spend much time looking at people's teeth - but on closer observation on quite a few of my friends... I actually have VERY straight teeth.

 

My two front ones don't overlap, they don't have gaps, and they're the same size.

Disregarding Emily - because she cheated and had a brace - I have the straightest teeth out of all my friends. I think, anyway. Mwah ha. :)

 

 

I have dentaphobia - and I'm beginning to fear; not only the dentists themselves, their tools and their needles, as well as the chair, the light, the scent and the rooms - but TEETH themselves!

...Teeth are scary... Oh yes.

 

 

On the way home, Pips was chewing on the wire on Claire's guitar amp as she was carrying it.

She then blurted out:

 

"URGH, it tastes SALTY. Claire, what the FUCK have you been DOING?!"

 

I laughed SO much. I couldn't stop.

My laugh is very loud, very high pitched, and very very very continual and repeatitive.

 

Though, some people also laugh when they hear it - like Pips, Claire, Sammie and Emily.

 

 

 

When Claire had left us, Pips and I carried on down Normanby road.

We got about five minutes down - and we heard a really loud BANG.

 

We turned around in time to see a white van running over A BAG OF FLOUR.

...I couldn't stop - Pips couldn't stop either.

 

There was a huge mountain of flour in the middle of the road.

...Of all the things to run over!

 

 

I came home and I downloaded some music.

I downloaded some more from the Guitar Hero soundtrack, along with some Muse, Rammstein and Skillet.

I'm suprised, I've found another Skillet song I actually like - and another three Thousand Foot Krutch songs that I DESPISE.

 

And it's TFK that have a decent singer!

 

Yes, the music is more important than the lyrics - but the talent of the singer (or NON-EXISTANT talent, as far as Skillet are concerned) is just as important.

 

 

I got to e-mail Emily a few times before she stopped responding.

She'll be on the way there now.

 

...Sigh, Dixie misses her already.