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Summer Accomplishments:
- Completed vocals career 100% - GH: Greatest Hits
- Completed all songs on bass quickplay - (beginner & easy) - GH: Greatest Hits
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Waste...
Another wasted day.
Spent the whole day sorting my iTunes, playing a combination of Final Fantasy VII, Super Mario Galaxy and GH: Greatest Hits.
Mam's gone to ASDA, so now there's plenty to nosh on.
That's a good thing, I suppose.
I hate life.
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Wasted The Day Away...
This time it was literal though - I'd gone in early on the college bus, sat around for nearly 2 hours, only to find my only lesson of the day was cancelled.
My fucking cunt of a mother didn't even give me any bus fare - so I had to use the money my grandad gave me - which, might I fucking add, I was SAVING.
And the worst part is, I daren't even tell the bitch - she'll probably bite my head off like she normally does.
I sat with Michaella on the bus - then sat with her until her lesson.
She gave me more ham sandwiches. I'm glad she did - I was really hungry. Sometimes I want breakfast, other times I'm not arsed.
I looked through some of my printed guides that I use for my drawings - pictures I've found on DeviantArt and printed off to use as references for my own work.
I gave a few to Michaella - some I'd already used and some that I didn't think I could do anything with.
While I was waiting for my lesson that turned out to be cancelled, I drew my 2nd picture for DATWBSVOH.
This is a picture of Ashleigh Sparrow and her biggest rival Andrew Eagle - just before a big wheelchair basketball match against each other.
[DeviantArt link...]
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I came home early because of the lesson cancelling.
I listened to Enter Sandman on loop all the way back.
I'm addicted to that song. I'd like to film a Guitar Hero band video to it.
I need to buy a microphone stand though - I want to do drums and vocals together. :)
When I got back, I cleaned my room, did some washing - and whilst mam was out - I GOT WHAT WAS RIGHTFULLY MINE.
Ha, I got my fucking coursework bitch. Damn right I did.
And I even put the camera back where it was, inconspicous. She'll never know I had it. Ha ha ha ha.
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I finished off the scenario of Crash Bash.
According to the save screen - I have 101%, but I've not gathered everything yet...
I don't understand how I can have 101%, not even collecting everything from the REGULAR levels. I haven't even went into the secret levels yet!
I got annoyed with it after a while and reverted to Guitar Hero: World Tour.
I played it for a good 4 hours, mainly concentrating on getting scores on Medium guitar.
I've got about 600 groupies too - I'm nearly at 19,000.
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Dixie currently feels:
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Blog #75
Funniest comment from a chav EVER...
My original plan for my HOUR OF NOTHING before college started was to go to the LRC.
I'd either do some sketchbook work, or I'd update unfinished blogs in the ground floor computer suite.
But as per usual, the college is a cunt - there was a big fuck off notice on the door: "LRC OPEN FRIDAYS: 9:30."
Fucking NICE ONE, so I had to sit around for an hour for HALF AN HOUR in the LRC?
Fuck that mate.
So I retreated to the tables and sulked for a while - until Ashleigh and Danny came in.
I sat with them for a while, then we went up to 4th floor when it was the time.
I printed out some more contact sheets of the photos I'd taken on Wednesday.
We only have a week to finish our sketchbooks. Panicking a bit like.
Not as much as I'm panicking about English coursework though...
At least I'm almost finished my Media Studies. Damn, it fucking paid to be ahead of myself earlier in the year. :D
Saying that, I proper wasted today's lesson.
I spent the entire time unplugging Ash's mouse every time she went to the printer.
And when I wasn't doing that, I was plugging my mouse into the back of the Mac and moving the cursor every time she went to click on something. :)
Ash was not amused - but it was quite fun. Tee hee.
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We ventured into town afterwards - ate our lunch infront of PRICLESS SHOES.
The sign makes me piss.
Just the word SHOES written in white letters on a red background is hilarious. :)
It was really cold outside today - my arse went numb from the metal bench.
We returned to college, only to find that both B and D block Media Studies was cancelled.
On top of that - I'd gotten a voicemail message from Mary just after my phone had died saying B block English was cancelled too.
I could have went straight home, but we went into the alcove near the vending depot - on the tables you can NEVER get at. I waited with Ash for her taxi. Shelly nicked off her B block lesson and waited with us.
ROFL, there was some chavs from construction sat on the tables opposite us.
It was proper silent, then all we heard was one of them yell:
"OW, DROP YOUR SNICKERS AND I'LL GIVE YOU A BOOST."
Not only was it funny - it was even more funny seeing Ash's face at the mention of Snickers. :D
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So Saturday night Trivia decides that she's going to be pissed all night.
I get a call from Alexandrea saying that Trivia texted her.
She's pissed at me, Kris, and Alexandrea
and can't trust us anymore.
I don't even know what the hell I did wrong,
But I don't like the drama.
I've tried talking to her...
I've messaged her on myspace...
I've even called her...
nothing is working...
she just ignores me.
The more time goes on...the more I think to myself that I'm just not going to care anymore. I know I've tried this once before with other things but I at least thought I would be able to trust someone I thought was my best friend...I guess she was everything except that.
I've thought a lot since Saturday night...and I've realized that all I ever was to her in the past year was a chauffer when she needed a ride, a bank when she needed/didn't have enough money, an ear to listen when no one else would, and someone to waste time with until everyone had time. That's all I ever was....a waste of fucking time. And I'm pissed that I trusted her...but now the stakes are just higher.
I'm done with the drama...which means I'm pretty much done with her. She won't talk to me and attempt to make things better...so I'm deciding for us that we're done being friends unless she wants to talk through what's bugging her. Whatever...I'm done trying to cheer her up...done being there...done with all the drama.
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.I always stand on the edge of something and wonder what it's like on the other side of that edge. In the canyon. In the bottomless pit. And life is short--I'm impatient--so I step in... only to be disappointed at what I find at the bottom.
.I feel like I've written this before. I feel like I'll write this again.
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