Wheelchair @ MindSay

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Finally, I know now how to post video to my blog.

Seeing as how YouTube is STILL refusing to allow our film trailer to stay on the site for longer than 5 minutes - due to the music copyright issue - I've decided to post THE WHEELCHAIR instead. :)

Ah, the days of December - when our friendship was only just starting.
Ah, nostalgia.

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Last night's epic dream:

My dream started out with Ash and myself walking around what was apparently Hemlington - but it certainly didn't look like it. It looked very similar to that of Ambleside town. We wandered around for a while, then went back to Ash's bungalow.
When we returned, Ash says to me: "Didn't you notice that shop at the end of the avenue? You'd proper like it."
I responded: "No, I didn't see any shop..."
Ash says: "Oh, it was a wheelchair shop."
I say: "Well why would I like that?"
Ash replies: "Because they had a sign up outside saying they were closing down and all stock was reduced..." -she puts up three fingers - "To THREE QUID!"
I proper had a spazzy fit and shouted: "OMG, LET'S GO BACK THEN!"
Ash goes: "No way, you're not getting one. Why would you want one? To trick people into thinking you're crippled?"
I say: "No! For artistic things, films, photos - the like."
Ash says: "Well you could borrow mine for that."
I scream at her: "NOOOO!!! I WANT A FOLDING ONE!!!"
I ended up having a proper tantrum fit, and this resulted in both of Ash's parents and a shitload of randomers all shouting at me.

Following this, I was sat on the floor in their living room - everyone and these randomers were all sat around on the sofas watching films and talking PROPER loud. I was playing on a GBA with headphones in so I didn't have to listen to them.
Then we all ended up going out to some random church hall where everyone was sat around on wooden tables, listening to this random bible-bashing woman having a proper orgasmic rant about the power of Jesus and Christianity. Whenever anybody yawned or somehow looked distracted, she'd run up to their table and yell things at them about them going to hell and they'd be eternally damned.

I started daydreaming and gazing out of the window.
This woman runs up to my table and shouts: "WHAT'RE YOU LOOKING AT?! YOU SHOULD BE READING YOUR BIBLE!!"
I shake my head at her and calmly respond: "It's because of over-enthusiastic, Jesus-fucking bible-bashers that people can't decide their own path in life anymore. Stop wasting your time trying to convert atheists. We'll all go to hell with you and sodomise you with pitchforks."

Then this woman proper bursts into tears and runs out crying and everyone in the hall proper started cheering.
Ash looks at me proper shocked and says: "How the hell do you get people to agree with you?! I can proper never do it!"

Following this, nobody seemed to move from the tables, but instead everyone took out GBAs and started playing this random game where you had to swim underwater as a shark and collect sunken pirate ships.
I beat everybody at it on the first round, but the scores for the second round weren't revealed and that we had to wait until tomorrow to get them.

I woke up laid on the floor of a bus - next to the bus driver, a random gadge sat on a seat beside me and a pile of my shoes next to me.
The gadge said I could only save two pairs, so I put a pair of black Converse on and picked up a pair that were identical to the new pair I got the other week. The black, white and red patterned ones.
I asked him when the bus was going to stop, and the driver responded that it wasn't going to.

So the random gadge and I started ramming our shoulders against the bus doors until they burst open. Then we both leapt out and did like an epic-slow-motion dive out across the road and we landed on a patch of grass infront of Ash's house.
(Which is odd, because there isn't grass infront of Ash's house, it's paved.)

Ash comes out and she starts whinging on at me.
I yell at her: "OMG YOU DIDN'T EVEN SEE MY EPIC DIVE OUT OF THE BUS! YOU FUCKING CUNT, I'M NOT DOING IT AGAIN FOR YOU!!!"
Then she shakes her head and says that I scored 125 points in the pirate ship GBA game and the gadge behind me scored 180.

I proper fell to my knees and started screaming - before I woke up, wondering what the bloody hell that dream was about. :)

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Summer Accomplishments:

- Completed Super Mario Galaxy, 242/242 stars collected, both scenarios complete (Wii)

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I woke up relativley early this morning, got myself ready to go Ash's - every time I go, I seem to wear nothing but black. Black shirt, black jeans, black socks and black Converse. Maybe I'm subconciously making an appearance rebellion against their Walton's atmosphere. :)

When I was ready, I turned my Wii on and sat down to finish off Super Mario Galaxy.
I only had one star to get - the dodgy dodgy one in Dreadnought Galaxy where you have to blow up the piles of junk. It didn't take me as long as it did on the first scenario, but it still took a few attempts.
Then I fought the final boss again - before getting the message that I'd unlocked the Grand Finale Galaxy.

I expected it to be a really tough trial galaxy with all elements of the other three - ray surfing, bubble blowing and ball rolling - coupled with Thomps galore and break-away floors.
But no - it was a painfully linear walk through the opening level with 100 purple coins in a perfect alignment. Dixie was rather disappointed at the difficulty. :(

So I did that with both Mario and Luigi and marked Super Mario Galaxy down as fully completed on my Backloggery - 242/242 stars.

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Mam then drove me to Ash's.
She stopped on the way to go into Morgan's Bakery. I asked her if she'd get me a flake boat - because I proper haven't had one in ages.
She gave me a bag with two in - saying the other one was for Ash.

Mam thought she'd get lost on the way to Hemlington - but even after I purposely told her to go the wrong way - she knew I was lying and found the way there herself.

Shock horror - Ash had never even heard of flake boats, let alone eaten one. She liked it though. :)
How could she not? They're bloody epic.

We didn't have any idea of what we could do today - so I asked Ash to carry on with her save on Silent Hill 4. I like watching her play it - but she gave up after a short while, saying she couldn't be arsed.

Then came the boredom that lasted about 3 hours.
Literally, we were both sat on Ash's bed talking about NOTHING.
Usually I can talk to Ash for a few hours before we get bored of each others' voices and run out of topics - but it didn't even seem like we had a bloody starting topic today.

We sat outside on the swing for a while, but it was bloody freezing - yet I refused to admit to Ash that I was cold. :)
Dixie are hardcore.

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After a while, we went into Denham's room.
He was playing Saints Row 2, so I sat on the end of his bed, Ash sat at the other end - so I was sat between Ash and the desk where Denham was.

I suggested to Ash that she try playing Bully: Scholarship Edition. They have it on the 360. Oddly enough, Ash showed interest and started herself an account on the 360 and a new save.
So that must've been the first time Ash had played on their 360. :/

I was talking to them both - alternating views of who's game I was watching and commenting on.
Ash seemed to get right into Bully - she likes it. I can see her completing the linear mission structure anyway, but she's not a mental completionist like I am, so she probably wouldn't go to collect everything.
She's so dozy though - it's like she has no will to figure out a puzzle for herself - she kept asking me which way to go and what to do on some of the missions - even with the bloody mission hints.

And it was proper hilarious watching both Ash and Denham failing on the English class. Oh, dsylexics. They amuse me so. :)

Shelly rang me amidst this, so I made Ash talk to her - seeing as how they haven't spoken in weeks.
So Ash was on my mobile for about 20 minutes while I took over the controller and finished another mission. It's so weird playing it on the 360 - several times I found myself moving the controller to attack, the same way you would with the Wii remote. Duhhh. :)

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For tea, Ash's dad had made chicken curry.
Now, I can't stand curry in any way, shape or form. Oddly enough, I hadn't even been asked if I liked it or not - usually I get asked before it's made.

I was asked though - when it was in front of me.
"I didn't ask, do you like chicken curry?"
"Nope. Not at all - but I'll eat it."

Ash's mam was quite surprised but I kept to my word - I did eat all of it.
Chicken curry with egg fried rice and chips - most of it was alright, but the sauce wasn't the most tasty thing ever. It WAS better than I thought it would be though. So I wasn't rude, I ate it all, like I said I would.
And I hogged a shitload of the prawn crackers - because they're just epic. :)

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We went back into the room afterwards and Ash's mam gave us a bowl of sweets each. Minstrels, Moam Stripes, strawberry bon bons and midget gems. I had a massive sugar rush, got in Ash's wheelchair and was rolling up and down the room for about an hour pulling off wheelies. :)
Ash said: "Pull back then push forward hard" - and after a few attempts I had it mastered. :)

I had about eight close encounters where I almost tipped myself over backwards - Ash grabbed me by the arm one of the times and pulled me back upright. She proper panicked lmfao.

Denham challenged me to Crash Team Racing.
The last time I played CTR was when I completed it at my nana's in around March. After the first race though, I'd gotten used to the controls again.

I kick Denham's arse at Super Smash Bros. Brawl - but he's pretty good at CTR, he's a challenge. For most of it, we were evenly matched.
He won the first cup, we drew on the second cup and I won the third one.
He played as N. Gin and I played as Tiny Tiger. Ash was sat behind us, watching.

Moment of hilarity:
Denham: "Eat my BOMB!" *falls off the edge in the process*
Dixie: "EAT THE FALLING OFF THE EDGE!"

And this happened about THREE times - every time with increasing hilarity. :)

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Denham grew tired of the malarkey after around an hour and several cups - and he went back into the living room. This was shortly before Ash practically kicked me backwards, clunking her leg down on my lap and told me to warm her feet up. They'd gone purple due to her dodgy circulation - so I was rubbing them for about 15 minutes to warm them up. This just proves I'm not a normal person - upon hearing that request most people would be like "Er, no!" - but I didn't decline or even comment.
And I think Ash trusts me more and more each week now...
 
Ash and I finished the night with 20 minutes of play-fighting. :)
I had her pinned to the bed tickling her and pushing on her pressure points in her neck so she was laughing and screaming at the same time. Sounded proper fucked. :)

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Dixie currently feels:

 Tired

 

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Blog #10

Fun with fake blood...

 

 

Proper fucking knackered like.

 

I had my alarm set for half 10 - I needed to get up and wash my hair because it was all greasy Mary - but Shelly rang me at about half 9 and woke me up.

The alarm went off when she was still on the phone to me - GIRLS ALOUD AGAIN.

 

So I washed my hair - tidied up my room, took all my World Tour instruments downstairs and set up the Wii.

Then I hooked up my iPod docking station on top of the breadbin and started mixing up the fake blood.

 

I made a contraption from a roll of parcel tape, a cushion and a round tuppaware box - I filled it with blood and put the pig's heart inside.

 

Ashleigh came first - as I KNEW she would - Adam came shortly after, then Shelly - just as I had finally made the blood work.

 

I made the first batch REALLY wrong, so I wasted shitloads of the precious syrup and cornflour.

I still had plenty - and because Sammie didn't turn up... (Not talking to her now, this is the last time she fucking stands me up.) - I froze what we had left - so hopefully we can find another willing participant during the week to help us with the other gory part.

 

We practised the heart ripping scene for about 20 minutes - but when we actually tried it with the cushion - as I KNEW it would, all the blood seeped out - so we tried another angle - Adam to lay in the puddle - for me to stab through the tin foil lid and pull out the heart that way.

 

I thought I wouldn't be too repulsed by it - but I bloody was.

It was the squelch of the blood and random innard fluid that dripped down my fingers and the scent from it was fucking weird as well. And that's nothing compared to the texture of it.

 

We filmed some other indoors-y parts whilst Adam was washing his hair - I accidentally held the heart above his head, so it all dripped on his face and his fringe - but it actually made for a better effect.

 

To be truthful, I know these clips could have been better - but we'll have to see what it's like after editing.

 

Another gory part was when I was beating up Ashleigh with the cane - and then punching her in the stomach until she "vomited".

So, I mixed up some porridge oats, milk, flour, fake blood and carrots - it looked SO fucking horrible, I swear down. Ash said it actually didn't taste too bad - but the texture - apparently was unbearable.

 

The first take of the scene is hilarious - she spits it out, then you just see her shuddering, and she goes "....UURRGH..." proper loud. :)

 

We would have gotten more clips filmed - but mam and dad came home earlier than I thought.

We carried on even so - with rather random comments from mam provided.

 

Especially after the vomit scene and we were cleaning up inside - but we left the bowl and Ash's chair outside:

"WHO LEFT MY BOWL OUT HERE?!"

 

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Adam and I went halves on a meal deal from Riverside Pizza - so we got a 10" pizza, a half parmo, chips, donner meat, garlic sauce and salad - shared that out nicely between us.

 

Pretty lush too - Adam said he was full about half way through - and there was 1/4 of his half of the half parmo left - so I just stuck my fork in it and took it. :D

 

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We played a lot of World Tour today, but we actually didn't make any band videos - thanks to slagface Sammie not turning up.

 

Even so - Adam and I dared Ash to go on vocals and sing LA BAMBA.

Fucking piss, honestly. :)

 

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My mam is SO fucking weird.

Before they went out - she got in Ashleigh's wheelchair and started bowling herself all around the passage - SO random seeing her roll past the doorway.

 

Then I had a go. :D

 

I've been waiting to have a go for SO long.

Ash actually gave me permission this time - so I was bowling around in it for about 10 minutes. It's so funky. And so comfy too.

 

Of course, Adam felt he had to have a go as well - he was seeing how fast he could go from the front door to the kitchen. Lmfao, Ash is so sound.

 

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I'm tired right now, so I shall leave you with some video stills. :D

 

 

 

 

 

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Dixie currently feels: 
Neutral

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Blog #149 
Be It Summer Now? 

 

I wasn't fully sure on how to define today's 'currently feels'.

For most of the morning I felt pretty neutral, had a few hours of contentment, then finished the night with lots of depression.

 

I worked it out using a handy emotion sum:

 

 Content +  Depressed = Below Neutral

Below Neutral +  Neutral =  Neutral

 

I didn't really. :)

I just assumed I felt neutral overall.

 

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Shelly's dad was giving us both a lift to Ash's from college.

Shelly had a lesson, but I didn't.

Either way, I went into college on the free bus, sat around for a while - then Shelly came and sat with me.

 

The college was well empty, so it was pretty safe for us to cuddle up to each other and not get a lot of dodgy looks from predjudiced cunts.

 

I didn't have any money with me, so Shelly bought me a sausage sandwich for my lunch.

It was yummy. More yummy due to the fact she'd got it for me. :)

 

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Shelly's dad is weird.

I like him though - he spent the entire journey slatering Shelly.

I joined in once or twice, adding to his points. Shelly was embarrassed - I could see the little tinge of red coming through in her cheeks. :D

 

She wasn't pleased about this though - she had a twenty-minute rant/whinge when we got to Ash's.

This was whilst we were sat on Ash's bed.

 

I think it's Ash's bed - you can sit on it and talk for fucking hours and not realise how long you've been talking for. Every time we go to Ash's, that's how we start - watching the hours rapidly fly away on her bed. :)

I'm not sure if it happens on my bed... It sometimes does when I'm laid on it whilst I'm on the phone, though.

 

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Ash gave us both apple juice and we went and sat in their back garden.

Ash and I were sat on the chair swing, Shelly said swings make her sick - so she sat on the bench opposite us.

 

Ash was just chilling out though, I was making it swing. I was only using one foot though.

I'm a legend on swings though - I swung about 3/4 of the way around one once - paralell to the top bar. Then I realised how high I was, panicked and fell off. I landed in some sand at the bottom. Sand is nice though, it's cushiony. And it just brushes off you afterwards.

 

They'd just cut the grass in their garden, so I dared Ash to come and roll in the cuttings with me.

Lmfao, I was surprised that she agreed. Then we spent about 10 minutes brushing each other down. :)

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Ash's mam has broken part of her leg, so she's bowling around in a wheelchair of her own.

She came and sat outside while she smoked a cigarette. Then she spoke to us for a while.

We started discussing my writing again - why do we always get onto this topic?

 

I had my black folder with me in my college bag, so I showed her the little samples from Imprisonment - a section from my novel: #1263: The Beginning.

 

It was then that I discovered that she used to write as well.

Jeez, why are all writers so secretive?

I'm unsure if I am or not.

I wouldn't go around showing my work to just anybody of course.

I tend to post parts to my blog just to prove to myself that I actually managed it.

 

Then of course came the idea of a wheelchair race - so the three of us were sat on the grass, watching Ash's mam race against Denham in Ash's chair.

 

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Later, the three of us played GH: Metallica.

We were working on some Quickplay scores, getting dosh for Ash.

 

We were alternating though.

I'd play with Ash, then with Shelly, then Ash and Shelly would play together.

 

When I wasn't on guitar, I was finishing off my Mario Power Tennis: Power Tour save.

I even coaxed Ash and Shelly into playing a few rounds of Tacklebot for me.

 

Tacklebot is fucking tedious - it takes SO long to get your EXP points up.

As I expected, Ash hated Tacklebot - so I started making the random comments, as you do.

 

 

"Ash... Tacklebot loves you. He wants to be your friend."

 

"I know who you DO love though Ash... Tacklebot!"

 

"If you got married, you'd have to change your name to Ashleigh Tacklebot!"