December 2010
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heyluceee asked: what happened to all your gids pictures?! i'm - weirdly - starting to miss their appearances on my dash!
heyluceee asked: what happened to all your gids pictures?! i'm - weirdly - starting to miss their appearances on my dash!
It’s the last 23 hours of 2010 and I couldn’t be happier about it. Granted, I’ve done everything I wanted to do this year (lose weight, get a job etc.) but at the same time it’s been a terrifically shitty year. I’m not going to put money on 2011 being any better, but I sure hope it is. I’ve sorted out my priorities in life, at least, which should give me a...
Okay my stomach still feels like I drank too much nail varnish remover last night. Damn you, Oceana.
Was such a strange night, there was a bunch of Heathsiders there and they kept asking me if I went to Heathside - presumably because I was with Holly & Charlie at the time - but seriously, I’ve never said no so many fucking times. However, I don’t think I’ve ever enjoyed...
I bitched a lot yesterday, but in actuality, it was a lovely day. I saw Molly and Ben for the first time in months and we went to Nero and a wander round Walton before deciding it was shit and we were going to play ‘who’s in the bag?’ and Scattergories on Molly’s bedroom floor with a lot of tea.
There’s nothing quite nice as a kiss of wild...
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Okay, so actually, this whole thing is ridiculous and I’m just going to laugh about it. If I had infact stolen money I wouldn’t still owe Keara. If I had been stealing money, I would have had FAR more nights out in recent weeks (as I don’t think my birthday celebrations really count as I paid less than £10 towards all three of them) If I had been stealing money, life would be so...
Wow, going to work was the worst thing I could...
MY MOTHER TIDIED MY ROOM. WHY DOES SHE DO THINGS LIKE THAT, MY ROOM IS MY SPAAACE. Okay, it’s an untidy space, but it’s my space. Good jesus, she could have chilled and read my diary for all I know. Not that my diary is particularly entertaining, but it’s mine.
Fed up of being blamed for ANYTHING that goes missing in this house, money, clothes, food, you name it, it’s blamed on me.
You know what, frankly, I wouldn’t have the cheek to steal money and then ASK my parents for money for the bus. Just. What.
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I WANT TO GO TO CROYDON FOR NEW YEARS EVE
BUT KEARA JUST BOOKED A HOTEL IN READING
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“Wet, warm, deep caves? I never knew survival could be so sexy.”
Charlie Brooker I love youuuuuuuuuuu.
Listen
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Now I'm drunk as hell on a piano bench.
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“That boy you’re seeing reminds me of Simon from Misfits an awful lot.”
“FUCKOFFI’MNOTSEEINGHIMYOUDICK”
“Alright, touchy.”
I am a sex goddess.
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heyluceee replied to your post: heyluceee replied to your post: Honestly, that’s…
bag for life, i saw! i will never understand your parents! however, beach sounds fucking beautiful, babes. i am totally there. josh is driving, right? fuck off am i going to the beach and not getting either stoned or prick-face drunk.
Of course he is, darling! He wants to test out his new wheels anyway....
heyluceee replied to your post: Honestly, that’s the kind of rubbish you’d expect…
oh rosie, that sounds like all of your previous boyfriends if you leave out the fat and balding bit.
Sad, Luce, sad but true.
Oddly enough, replying whilst on the phone to Josh. Fancy a trip to the beach before you head off back to Norwich? You in, yes? Oh, and about that bag you got. I got one too....
Honestly, that’s the kind of rubbish you’d expect from some fat, balding, Tory, home counties, upper middle class twit.
New Years Resolutions: Stop smoking. Stop drinking. Find inner poise. Go to the gym three times a week. Don’t flirt with the boss. Reduce thighs. Learn to love thighs. Forget about thighs. Stop making lists.
allhaze replied to your post: allhaze replied to your post: It’s boxing day, of…
Bags for life are fucking useful, I got alcohol and bland clothing… which I was happy with. I am my Father. I crave a bag for life.
You can have mine if you want? It’s all the way from The British Museum, I believe. Yeahhh, I know, I’m insanely generous.
allhaze replied to your post: It’s boxing day, of course I’m drunk and watching…
drunk, listening to old lecture recordings whilst my family watch 100 greatest toys. good times.
You’re cooler than I can ever hope to be.
That was supposed to be sarcasm but it’s most likely true. My parents got me a bag for life for Christmas and it kept me entertained for like 2 hours, so...
It’s boxing day, of course I’m drunk and watching Bridget Jones. By myself.
The Queen is representing my endz. What a badman.
I should probably stop calling people by petnames. Everyone is either ‘darling’ or ‘lovely’ or ‘sweetheart’ and I think it probably scares everyone. Mind, I only call people I actually like by a petname, so maybe people should just learn to accept my creepy affection.
Seriously, tumblr, I know you don’t like my face, but allow my posts at least.
As I was going to say, I meant to take a happy WOOO IT’S CHRISTMAS photo, but ended up with this instead:
Probably a mark of how drunk I was, but alas. Merry Christmas :)
Anyone on Longmore about? I fancy a wanderrrr
krzcowzgomoo replied to your photo: THAT ONE IS EVEN SCARIER
Hahaha, oh dear, I’m sorry! I don’t want to give you nightmares, just try and forget THOSE PIERCING SOCIALIST EYES and think about these two instead:
http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JNlxgs6qm2M/S_55OT8mehI/AAAAAAAACxU/DHt9aTfl2qM/s1600/Clameron+6.jpg
Those were good times in the garden, very good times.
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krzcowzgomoo replied to your photo:OMG I DID NOT NEED THAT STARE BEFORE I WENT TO BED.
HE’S WATCHING YOUUUUUUU
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4:30 and I still haven't filled out my tax forms.
Damnit, my boss is going to hit me. Like, actually throw some cups at me or something.
Ohh, I’m going for a walk.
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