Somebody commented to the last post of the blog. Saying how I could have anemia, I dont know if I do, but I think its a little bit unusual that I have all of these symptoms.

What Are The Symptoms Of Anemia?

A person with anemia will feel tired and weak because the body's tissues are being starved of oxygen. In fact, fatigue is the main symptom of most types of anemia. The severity of symptoms is in part related to the severity of anemia. Mild anemia can occur without symptoms and may be detected only during a medical exam that includes a blood test.

Symptoms of anemia include:

Fatigue

Weakness

Fainting

Breathlessness

Heart palpitations (rapid or irregular beating)

Dizziness

Headache

Ringing in the ears (tinnitus)

Difficulty sleeping

Difficulty concentrating

Common signs include:

Pale complexion

The normally red lining of the mouth and eyelids fades in color

Rapid heartbeat (tachycardia)

Abnormal menstruation (either absence of periods or increased bleeding)

Im not sure about the pale complextion, but im usually a little bit tanned, and the other day I was looking at myself, and I thought, Im white. Purleese dont think that im a hypocondriac!

Sometimes, I get tired v. easily. Other times I eat loads, and sometiems I hardly eat at all. One day I only had one can of coke in the whole day, and I didnt notice the thirst. Also, sometiems when I stand up, I feel all dizzy, like room spin. And feel very faint. Im v. tired at the moment.

Also. Im a hypocondriac, who thinks that If I bang my arm, I have a broken wrist. Seriously, Im shit fucked.

I dont actually. WAIT WAIT WAIT! Don't go JUST yet. I want to show you this. Most of these seem pretty far fetched, but some of them apply to me I think.

Talking about dying - this includes writing about death in poems, essays or stories.
Change in personality - sad, withdrawn, irritable, anxious, tired, indecisive, apathetic
Change in behaviour - including being withdrawn. Unable to concentrate is also another major sign of behavioural change.
Change in sleeping patterns - this may mean the person is tired all the time or on the other hand, is unable to sleep at all.
Change in eating habits - overeating or under eating.
Low self-esteem - feeling worthless, shame, overwhelming guilt, self-hatred, "everyone would be better off without me"
No hope for the future - believing things will never get better; that nothing will ever change
Signs of depression - tiredness, head/stomach aches, loss of concentrate, not sleeping.
Isolating oneself from other people - a person make keep themselves to themselves if they're feeling suicidal
Giving away things that mean a lot to the person - if a person feels something’s in their life are important, they way give away valuable possessions if they're feeling suicidal
Alcohol or drug abuse
A history of suicide attempts or talks
Saying goodbye
Becoming suddenly cheerful after a period of depression - people say the happiest moments are before a person kills themselves.
Other things to watch for- Suicidal impulses, statements, plans; giving away favourite things; substance abuse, making out wills, arranging for the care of pets, extravagant spending, agitation, hyperactivity, restlessness or lethargy.

SO..like..whatever..yeah

I want one, Its a snazzy new phone(new to the uk). It twists up, so you can type on it like a little computer. And Is also popular with celebs!

Wait wait wait one second. I sound like some fucking cheesy advertiser, but I really want one. I mean, I could get one for my birthday. Which is in June... Ive tried looking on ebay, but they suck. Like, I dont want to pay £200. And I dont want my mam to have to pay that much. Another reason for needing this phone, is that someone fell on my bag and made a crack in the screen of my second hand phone. Dont get me wrong, my new phone is pretty hot. But I need a new oneee!!

Also, I need a saturday job. Im only 14, and I dont have to work. But I reckon that some money would come in handy. Esspecially if im planning on travelling to London next summer. Which will cost a complete bomm. It takes me 6 hours to travel to Birmingham. I just came back today, it takes 8 hours to Portsmouth. Im sure that on the train to London it will take a hell of a lot longer! I dont even know if Im going to London, it seems like a fucked up idea. But I want to go! So If I can get a job, and enough money then I might be able to stay there...I know some people down there so I might be able to stay with them. I also want to go to Blackpool/Preston shopping with my friends, If they want to come.

I think, that the main thing...Is getting a fucking job, and raking in the cash! There are two places I think will accept me, I have a work permit...I think somewhere :S.

About 200 14-15 year olds sat in a warm hall, completing their final exam of the week. Math. I was sat staring into space as usual, when the guy next to me leaned back on his chair. All of a sudden, the plastic bit slid back. And the poor guy was lying in a heap on the floor. The legs of the chair still lay upright under the table. The whole year group turned toward the fallen guy, and burst out laughing. We had to stiffle our laughing as not to get told off by the teacher. It was difficult though, and in the end the whole hall was laughing. I felt sorry for the kid that fell off his chair, but even he was laughing in the end. I would hate to fall of my chair in an exam infront of the whole year. I am sure he will be the talk of all exams for a long time.

Another thing is, that his friend was sat next to him in the class before. And said ''Final exam next, nothings gone wrong yet. Something bad is gonna happen.'' Strange, yet absolutley hillarious. I didnt stop laughing all the way home.

I am not strong, I have kept in my feelings for ages. Writing this doesnt help much either, but it does help.
I went to the doctors today, with my Mam. I did'nt want too, but I forced her to get me an apointment, so I had to. The doctor reckoned it wasnt broke, just 'badly bruised'.
I hate everything at the moment, I told the doctor I fell over. It would be funny if you could actually fall on a carpet and cause your whole entire wrist to swell and bruise. These bruises took a while to perfect, like...hours. Slaving over the pain and shock. It wasnt the bruises I wanted, it was the pain, and mostly the broken bones. Shame though, it didnt break. Just hurt a tiny bit. I told my friend though, I think she was a lot shocked with me. I did'nt care, it was my very own problem. Im glad I told her. I allmost want people to be shocked with me, and to help me. I was talking to my boyfriend, and I half heartidly joked, that I would go upstairs when he went offline and self harm. He said, that I may aswell say goodbye to him, if I did hurt myself. Because It made him feel sick or something. I did have to mention, that he smoked, which was a painless self harm. I reassured him that I wouldnt self harm myself, went offline. And did it anyways. He lives far away from me, I rarely get to see him in person, which is bad. But he won't see the scratched bruises over the phone.
In the summer, I dont want people to look at my scratches. But I don't care. Its not their fault, they don't need to be sad because of me. I guess Im just a little bit depressed today. I dont feel hungry and I dont want to eat. My sister said that I was anorexic, because when I was drunk I said to my friend that I hated food. And that I was going to starve myself. This does not make me anorexic. If I did'nt eat food at at, and probly cried when I saw food, then yes. I would be anorexic. But I know for a fucking fact that I am not anorexic, blumic or stupid. If I was not hungry, I would not eat. Some times I eat more than usual, sometimes I hardly eat a little bit at all. But In all seriousness, If I want to hurt myself, starve myself, cut, slash ruin my body. I will. It has nothing to do with anyone else. If I feel like telling anybody, I guess I would. I just dont want to at the moment, people hate me because of the way I am. Because I like different music, like sometimes pop bands that other people dont like. Its not my fault, but I dont want people to see me that way. I feel that if I spread around to people, or tell people, that I feel the need to cut myself because I have nobody to talk to and feel so depresivley alone, I feel that the people will judge me. And yes I do say that I dont mind, I do mind if people would judge me, its unfair and inhumaine. Its their problem if they want to do that. I have been through a lot, and have felt the pain a bit recently. But now, even though I dont have reason to be truly unhappy (boyfriend, nice friends), I am. I do have my exams at the moment, just mocks but they do still stress me out. I didnt mind a few weeks ago about being depresed, I just wanted to die. Now, its changed. I hate feeling this way, living under a black cloud. I dont completley want to die, I just want to hurt myself. I hate making others feel bad, but sometimes its the only way for me to express myself. Like hurting myself. I drew a sad smiley face on my arm today, I used some small scissors, its puffed out, which is good as it shows up. It hurts though, but I want to feel the pain.

Yes, I was a little bit drunk yesterday. Not my fault, my friend had a party. My wrist is blue and red. It looks like a demented flump. Its difficult to type. It hurts a great deal when I press on it. Because of the bruises. My hand also has a bruise. My mother said that it cant be broken/fractured/sprained, because I would be crying my eyes out in pain. What she doesnt know that it does hurt like hell, I just dont feel the need to cry. Shes just too lazy to get the bus with me to the hospital to get it checked out. ppft. Ill just have to walk about with a fucking broked arm. I want a cast...

im pissed. i ruined my friends party by drinking to much. im scared. my broeken many nroken wrist wasnt because i fell. it was because i did it myself

When Im all alone,
And I am sad,
When I feel like crap,
If I feel mad,
I grab a pen,
And write some words,
I spread my shit,
To guys and girls,
But they don't care,
About my pain,
And things I feel,
No loss no gain,
My words don't mean,
To make me sad,
Its not my fault,
I lost my dad,
I feel the pressure,
In my brain,
The rising tension,
Over again,
I need to escape,
This aweful world,
The life I live,
Makes me hurt,
What would I give,
To fly away,
To live behind,
The golden gates,
It makes me sad,
When people die,
They can see my dad,
Unlike I,
It makes me angry,
Coz Im not their,
Walking up,
The shiny stairs...

I hate myself. I really do. I know that I have no perpose on this land and don't really need to be here. Today I didnt feel great. I didnt comit anything, but I thought...If Im too lame to kill myself, I may aswell hurt myself a little bit.

I wasnt very happy, so here I was...Just slamming my wrist against the wall. The first times didnt hurt that much, but after that I tried hitting it harder. I was proud of myself, sometimes the pain made me feel sick. It burned a little. So I went into my room. Tried it on the corner of my other wall. It didnt hurt that much, but I wanted to get my inner pain out. It makes me feel pretty sad, like...If I dont feel the pain, there wont be anything wrong. My wrist hurts a little bit. Im sure its a teensy bit bruised. I guess I am a hypocondriac, I want to feel pain, and I want people to know that theres something wrong with me. I want my wrist to be fractured, or broken, because if it isnt, I will feel like a faliure. I don't care what happens to me. Ill probly end up doing more damage to myself, and for that it makes me glad im alive. So I can feel more suffering. I want people to feel sad for me. I want people to konw that Im in pain. Their is a few marks on my hand, just red, and a few lumpy dots. And a few dots where I tried stabbing little wholes into my wrists. I want a cast, so people can sign it. I dont feel as though I have friends when im sad, when im sad I only care about myself. When Im sad, nobody ever existed, only the evil in my life. When Im sad I never had a best friend, a first love, a boyfriend. Sometimes I forget what happiness is, when I laugh I feel like theres a new found emotion in my body. Sometimes I fake smile on perpose, and the people look at me because they know. I want someone to come along and listen to me, and feel the same way I do. I want to find a friend that will create a suicide pact with me. I want to feel happiness.

I eat one little royal king prawn, it tasted strange. Different to baby prawns. I gulped down half a can of coke, to take the odd taste away from my mouth. So there, lay the packet of fleshy king prawns, dead to the world. Sleeping in the own packet. I grabbed one, forgetting the taste of before. The prawn stared me in the eyes, it didn't have any, but im sure if it did....Anyways, I slowly moved the prawn closer to my lips and nibbled it a little bit. It didnt taste very nice, but better than the first one. I feel a bit mean on the prawns of the sea. They allways get caught, just like the fish. I bet they would be so scared, moving away from their family to be slaughtered and eaten. Nothing can save them, not even the strong fish, for even they get caught and attacked. When I die, Im going to ask G-d to bring me back as a prawn, a King prawn, or a fish. Just so I can feel the suffing and pain they do. To stop one more prawn getting hurt. I would rather feel all the pain of slaughter in the world, than let the other fish and prawns get hurt. Its the same for animals, I hate seing them suffer. Sometimes I wish the evil people would turn into fish and dogs and prawns, and get killed. Just to see how it feels for them. I am not a vegetarian, sometimes I feel evil. Like, really mean on all the animals in the world. That get killed for no reason. I think, that animals are supposed to be used as energy, like milk on cows. But I find it difficult to understand why evil English bastards kill bunnys and birds willingly. Im sure that the bunnys havent done anything wrong. They dont really deserve to be killed. It isnt nice at all. Kfc, it tastes nice. Yes, I admit to have eaten Kfc before. But the amount of chickens killed for Kernel Sanders chicken fuckers is completley discusting. I am very sad, that so many animals in the world have to be killed, and slaughtered. It makes me angry allmost, to see the animals suffer. This also leads me onto global warming. I think that it is something caused by us humans. The effects have only come to light now, because of the time taken for it to happen. Cars and automobiles only began to be produced about 50-60 years ago. There were not many cars, as little people could afford. Hard to belive, but global warming today, is because of the pollution from cars 50 odd years ago. I am only young, but I am smart enough to realise that in 50 years or less, the effects of global warming will rise. As with temperature, and the number of people will fall. Because of the heat, diseases are spread more easily. And droughts happen, causing less food to be produced in far away countries. The world will and has allready heated up. But it will be strong and survive. For example, probly the only example, but anyways. The dinosaurs were around, so was the Earth. And a meteor hit us, the world, over a million to one chance of attack and we were hit. The dinosaurs were killed, they died, nothing could have saved them or warned them of the dangers ahead. The world, strong as an ox, survived beyond compare. And now..thousands of years later. We face another problem. Us, not the Earth as much. But the people. Global warming wont just effect the world, but mainly us. If anything does happen, like a giant flood for example. The world wont be effected, it will be us. Wiped out. Gone. Forever, and our legacy will be removed. G-d wont save us, he only created us, to create our own life. Hitlers mother, seriously concidered an abortion, untill her doctor strongly advised her against it. Because she might have died. Im not saying its her fault, but the whole eco system could be completely changed if she didnt have her evil baby son. If henry ford wasnt born, we might not have invented cars, or someone may have invented eco friendly cars. Anyway that things happen, the world is going to end. I dont mind, as nobody lives forever. I just want people to take care of their surroundings, protect their world. Nothing lasts forever, but for the people of tomorrow, we need to make their world as long and as beautiful as ours. Animals will get killed, fossil fuels will get burned, and people will get murdered and shot. Nothing in the world will have full 'peace', but if we dont try and make peace, our world will be over sooner than we think. Protect the world, think about all the everyday things you do. Think about the people you speak to. And make the most of your life, because nobody knows what meteor is hiding behind a corner, waiting to wipe out the modern day dinosaurs.

Im alone in my bedroom,
Outside there is fog,
I look back from the window,
And notice my blog.

People post comments,
They whisper my name,
The think im retarded,
They dont know my game.

I act like im clueless,
Dont give a fuck,
When really my life,
Is like an unread book.

I sound tightfisted,
Up my own arse,
Think what you wish bitch,
Im not like that.

I can be quite stupid,
And I can seem lame,
I detest cupid,
He fucks with my brain.

I dont have a daddy,
I do have a mum,
Please dont have a paddy,
The cryings been done.

I wish I was skinny,
Coz I hate food,
Im not winning,
Seiously not cool.

I hate writing poems,
People just laugh,
When they make me angry,
I kick their ass.

I dont have a talent,
Or anything good,
I don't do balet,
Or cook nice food.

My dog is called Kipper,
Hes part dog part fish,
He has a big flipper,
Oh...how I wish.

What am I chatting?
Im confused,
Nobodys laughing,
And neither are you.

My name is kristie,
And I am 14,
Addicted to wishes,
Faveourite colour. Green.

This poem I started,
From stuff in my head,
Its turned out retarded,
Like mouldy bread.

Haha...how weired am I... I am seriously demented, like..I need to fix my brain...Im sure you will copy it or whatever. I dont really care, it would just anoy me if people like...stole it as their own, and was all like...oh my poem. When it isnt all that good. Like, if you want me to write you a fucking poem. Just say, oh heck..

I am at school at the moment, and guess what? I have a French pen pal. She is a twin, which is strange because im a twin. I think the teacher just paired us up though. The good thing is, I have a free lesson at the moment, where I should be revising and finishing coursework. HA! As If im going to do that. I also had art today, and my fone rang, full blast. I was sat there, when the shitty rave music came on 100 decibels. I don't think the teacher noticed though. So I just texted back and put my fone on silent. Anywhooooo im off. Got nothing else to do, but I cant be arsed wasting an hour talking to nobody. And as for that english thing the other day, it didnt really matter. The teacher didnt give a fuck what id slaved over. So she can go screw herself. I did get the free lesson I ass licked her for though. Omg. You know I said that I hate the way all the retards speak on here? Im speaking just like that, It must be because there is a whole bunch of kids next to me. And I dont want to sound like a complete twat. Anyways.......cya.

Not that kind of help. I guess I do. But I need you guys to help me with my english homework. Sad, I know. But it has to be done, anyways, you guys are all experts.

How would I persuade our English teacher, to give us a free lesson?( in which no work is done) I have to write her a letter, a persuasive one, to ask her to give us a free lesson. I have allready wrote that we may be stressed after our exams. This might not be true. But I seriously need some ideas. Anyways, you would if you loved me haha! xxxxx ciao

I had a dream, that I was walking over loads of pebbles, in Japan. I couldnt find Japan. But here is what pebbels mean. And I think you will agree that it is most certainly true.

Pebbles
To see pebble in your dream, represents minor difficulties and annoyances in your life.

As far as Im concerned. The pebbels are the people of the earth.

Cool Question Survey

Cool Questions!
How many times do you think "im hungry" a day?
I dont stop thinking that.

If someone got shot in ur classroom by your teacher, what would you do?
I'd be like WTF. Then Id just laugh, whilst running.

Do you have a lover?
Yes

If yes, does he know that you know that he knows that you love him?
erm..yeah I guess

How many rooms do you want your dream house to have?
Far too many

Do you like cute kittes? or handsome dogs?
Handsome dogs.

Do you like cute puppies? or fat cats?
Aww. Fat cats are cute lol. But dogs.

How many people do you think about killing?
Let me see.. 1...2...wait..there is just a whole bunch.

Who are they?
haha..I cant name anyone, but they are on the list yeah.

If you can say one thing to your boss, what would it be?
Can I have some money?

Would you like spider as a friend? or a cow as an enemy?
Cow cow cow!

If you can buy one thing at the mall for free, what would you get?
The most expensive thing there..whatever it was...

One Word Answers!
Your mom
Alive

Your dad
Dead

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My ex posted a comment on my'space' picture....Saying that I looked like pinochio, and that I was a liar. Just because I said he was jealous. So I decided to write back, via bulletin. And I spelled imboceil (sp?) wrong ( I spelled it imbosiel ). This guy, sent me a message, saying I was a retard and I couldnt spell or something. I wasnt going to bother replying. But decided to give HIM the correct spelling of the word imboceil..Wait. I dont care if I cant spell it. It just pissed me off that he had the nerve to come on, and diss my spelling. When he didnt even spell it right. Seriously, some people are so mean. And now your thinking, eiiw, shes calling people mean. When shes like all...Mean. If you read my blogs or whatever. I have my reasons to be mean. Some people, are just randomly mean. I think its unfair when people diss you because of how you look/dress/speak. Especially when they have traits...or do things, that other people wouldnt like. I know its a free country, and all that. But racism/prejudice is frowned upon. So why should people use their...erm..freeness to a dissadvantage. If you get me. Like....If people were allowed to own a gun, im sure people wouldnt like it if other people went around shooting people, randomly. Because, thats how it feels when people are really mean or unfair. And I know, before you say anything, that nothing can compare to someone being shot/murdered...And that this has nothing to do with anything. But seriously, some people are really mean. This is a message to everyone not just you....If you see someone, thats being mean, or someone says something to you. Or if you feel like saying something mean. Stop and think about it. It hurts when people crush you like a bug. If that person has dissed you before hand. Im sure it would be acceptable to beat the living crap out of them.

I know I write on this loads and loads. Like, way to much. And most of what I write doesnt make sense. But why would anybody want to subscribe to a blog? Im sorry If you do, or do want to. But unless you have nothing to do. I think the saddest thing you could do , is subscribe to someone writing about how they didnt do their coursework, or their friend wants to have anal with them. And I know something thats a little sadder, me writing about it. Argh....Its all a vicious circle.....I have an idea. Why don't I just shut up. :O you thought it. Fine, im not gonna speak. No..no don't say anything.

Its like...People on this, act all erm..Mumsy. Like speaking, as in everyone cares about what theyre gonna write. Like for example...

''Its a lovley sunny day today, looking outside. I can see the sheep dancing. Its early in the morning and Im planning on going to work, because I have to earn some money.''

I dont know if that sounded right, but its kinda like what I mean. Its really anoying. And I probly am doing that right now. Like talking...yeah anyways. I think thats anoying. And I know what, I probly think that people think that im anoying. Posting all these anoying blogs. Erm..yeah so..ya know.. Also, my twin sister. Her voice is extremley anoying. Like, sometimes when she talks, It makes me really anoyed. Like I wanna punch her. Ha that sounds evil. I also hate it, when people call me the evil twin. There isnt a thing, its just...that I openly shout, or like..say things to her. She does things secretly, evil....sly things. So because people dont really notice. Im evil. I don't mind being called evil. But its when, people laugh about it. Like, oooh whos the evil one? Or laugh when we argue. They wouldnt like it, if they were having a real arguement. With their friend or someone. And people were stood looking at them, pissing themselves laughing. Its stupid.

Might not do anything. Might just sit in. Or I might go out again, to town. Suprise again. Might listen to my iPod. Yay! I love it when its charged. Its allmost 2 years old. And it has a message on the back. Saying Happy Birthday Kristie Love From Mam xxx When I got it I was like OMG!!! That was when like...nobody had iPods. Everyone was like, is that an iPod? And now, I went out with some people the other week, and my mates bf was like...That isnt an iPod. Its too big. I allmost weed myself laughing.

For this, you need an iPod/Mp3. You must put it on shuffle, and fill in the answers truthgully. My answers turned out a little random, but I guess thats just how its supposed to go.

Your Life Soundtrack

This is your life's soundtrack, chose a song for each scene that fits you.
Opening Credits
Jumpin' Jumpin' - Destinys Child

Waking Up Scene
Get your shine on - Jesse Mcartney

Getting Ready Scene
Love it when you call - The Feeling

Car Driving Scene
Every day I love you less and less - Kaiser Cheifs

High School Flashback Scene
Make it up with love - ATL

Nostalgic Scene
I don't need a man - PCD

Angry Scene
I wish I was a punk rocker - Sandi Thom

Agony, Painful Scene
She falls asleep part 2 - Mcfly

Break-up Scene
Got no love - Kooks

Sad, Breakdown Scene
Monster - The Automatic

Nightclub/Dance Scene
I wanna hold you - Mcfly

Buddy/Sidekick Scene
Tell me why - Supermode

Dreaming of Someone Scene
Bootylicious - Destinys Child

Contemplation Scene
Gravel Pit - Wu-Tang Clan

Love Scene
Carnival de Paris - Dario G

Kissing Scene
Up all night - Matt Willis

Relaxing Scene
Time awaits - Kooks

Action/Fight Scene
Survivor - Destinys Child

Victory Scene
Anyone - The Feeling

Closing Credits
Who says you can't go home - Bon Jovi

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Charged my iPod for the first time in months. It seems a bit crap now, because everyone (including my bro mam and sis) have either stamp sized ones, or iPod nanos. I don't care, I love my mini. Its larger than life and full of crap music! yay...Seriously, I need to delete the crap songs...

Theres a dudette on tv, who used to be a guy. You get the drify, he looks alot like a girl. Pretty good actually. The strange thing is, he has a man nose, and like.. Right, how is it that, Transexuals allways wear MORE make-up or make-up even, that is strange. No offence to y'all, but. I assume, that they assume that women wear make-up, every day. And that girls wake up with it on. Anyways, im out. This program is interesting..funny, very funny though. Oh I am really mean, I feel tight on the transexuals now. Im not being mean, honestly Im not.

- All you guys on here have friends. Online budz. Someone did try to add me, im pretty sure he was after one thing. Internet sex. Anywhoo, I hastily declined his very nice offer. Im sure his name was spermicide or something...Im not so sure. I dont mind having friends, im sure all you guys that read this shit are pretty cool. Having read it that is =]. In fact, I dont really give a monkeys bollocks.

Seriously, I know I sound like a sad bastard. But even when good things happen. If one teensy small bad thing happens. I feel like a complete falioure. Wait, I cannot even spell. Anyways, me out. cya later.

On msn, trying to speak to my boyfriend. My brother wont let me keep the fucking light on, so now I have to squint. Even though it seems that would reduce the light that I see out of. I think, that he is just a lazy fat bastard that cannot be arsed getting off the sofa and going to bed. Instead of that, he has to sleep on the big sofa. Strange I assume. Another thing, Karma. You do something bad, you get something bad in return. Or is it credit. Yes, phone credit. You spend an hour texting people you love, friends, people (not fucking family). And your phone, either runs out of juice. Or effing credit. They text you, you reply, nice text back. With a question, aka fucking reply. But no, you have no credit. And for some miraculus(sp?) reason, your friends also have none. They fucking to have it, and are too tight fisted to give it. Seriously If 999 wasnt free, they wouldnt even let you phone them if you were dying. I offer them a favour, bribe them with gum. But no.

Anyways, the light. Im so fucking pissed off right now, my bro just turned off the light when he should be fucking upstairs in bed. I hate him. But the good thing is, my bf just foned and calmed me down. Hes really nice, he understands me. Unlike many other people, I can actually tell him things. Also, he has the most amazing hair. Which is rare in most guys. Like the last guy I went out with, his hair was about a millimetre short. Which reminds me, why the fuck did I go out with him? Wow, I seriously dont know... Hehe, I really Love my boyfriend, whom has no name. Lol, he does, lets just call him J.

So anyways, I say anyways alot. And I am tired, I have had some sleep, I have also been out with my friends today. Got freesssh air, it didnt rain which was good. Also strange as I had my wellies on(gum boots). Here comes a big ol story.

Last year, December to be precise. I bought a nice pair of wellington boots, with flowers on. Me, being random and all, decided to wear them with black tights and a short skirt. Some people complimented me on my pure genious. Some thus, did not. One girl even said, make sure you dont stand in a puddle. Which made me shout, THATS WHAT WELLIES ARE FOR!. Stupid, I know. Another time, a girl said to her bf. Dont diss the wellies, they will become fashion here soon (the place we live). I was secretly very chuffed with myself. Then...way way way in the future. On this very day, I was walking along minding my own. When I saw a girl, with pink wellies, and tights and a skirt. I thought back to that day, and the quote. These will become fashion. For once, some one recognised that wellies WERE cool, and highly fashionable (yes, yes i know). So yeah, Im glad about that. Just pissed off that the whole world will recognise the sheep that followed me around. And the people that gave me the evils(dirty looks), even them people will don the trusty gum boots in time im sure. All thanks to me, Im pretty sure there is a law somewhere that states that III should be the person who takes the erm..blame in a way for starting the fashion. I know, they are not THAT cool. Probly as I am wearing them, but hey. Someone was wearing what I was. So it must be good. Anyways, why the hell did I say that? I dont really know. Im soo in a strange mood at the moment. Like, a mix of good, and bad...like...wow.

I dont even know why I posted all that random shit, I probly sound now, as though im diseased and have insomnia. Sorry If you want me to have insomnia, but Im fine honestly. I got about 20 minutes sleep before. So its all good. Seriously I feel fine.

Now, It is a quater to twelve. And by my calculations, I have had approximately nil sleep for near on 24 hours. Im not really tired, I wouldnt pass on some sleep, but Im not dying. I just have like...short bits where I feel like I want to go to sleep. I think Ive passed the 'normal' stage again. Im sure I wont be doing that again.

Quater To 7even in the morning, how the fucking hell do I do it? Im still wide awake..

It is now about half 6. I have had no sleep since 12 Easter Sunday Morning. Mental, YES I FUCKING AM!

Blog Designs.

What is the point, in crying over the way your blog looks. When all it is, is a bunch of words jumbled together. I mean, I dont mind how my blog looks, its pink I think. I wouldnt even mind if it was shit brown. It isnt as if anyone going to see your blog, and goo, OMG! I love your blog design, how amazing. Please send me it, I must know how you did it. If anything, people will read your blog and write a comment. Jeesh, some people only scan the page and feck off. Its like, nobody actually cares that much about how your effing blog looks. If you are so concerned, go outside, breathe some fresh fucking air and get a life! I am only writing on this thing for my own perposes, I wouldnt give a flying fuck if not even God read this. For I am on my own and I dont care who reads it. Like, I guess I wouldnt mind if you have a look. But alls Im sayin is, Blog Designs? Come on, seriously, get a life! (Btw, did you notice how totaly hot my blog looked whilst you were reading this?)