It's New Years Eve Tomorrow...lalalalalala?

That's a lyric yeah? :)

This year is almost done! There's only thirty-three hours left of 2010! Shiiiiit!

Here's a collection of super cool fun times that happened in 2010:

In January we had our first everything of 2010, including the first hamster revolution and sneeze! (Achoo). We also saw Rocky Horror and got all dressed up :) R turned seventeen and that was fun too.

In February we saw Lost Prophets and they were good. E found her lovely boyfriend Matt and trapped him in a net!

In March we saw Alice In Wonderland in the cinema and queued for agesss.

In April we saw Amanda Palmer in Camden and she was amazing and beautiful. We saw Neil Gaiman too, and on the way we saw Bob Geldof as well! Yeahh! We also went to the zoo and watched lots of pretty animals. Even the meerkats! :DD

In May we were like OhMyGod it's May!! We also had super fun times, and danced lots. We did loads of things far too awesome to define with these measly word things you have.

In June we had a party, with people that we didn't know. But it was fun :)

In July E finished the hell that was her exams, and we went off on holiday to a really pretty place called Teignmouth where we watched lots of Family Fortunes with Vernon Kay and went to the beach :)))) E turned 16 and we were like wheyyy you're legal (hehe). A very very special man came all the way from a a far away land called Denny, just to see us and we went for a picnic in a field. Also R found her also lovely boyfriend under a tree where they were attacked by ladybirds.

In August we went to Greenbelt and had really fun times, as well as witnessing...DOUBLE RAINBOW! We had another party with some people that we did know, but also some that we didn't too, but it was lots of fun. We got our results to the scary exams and turns out, we didn't fail! And actually did pretty good, E doing very very good :)

In September E started college which began to destroy her soul, but it's ok 'cause now she's at the same place as R and they can have their souls destroyed together :)

In October we saw Bowling For Soup!!!!!!! and we got sweated on by a fat guy, but we didn't care 'cause they were fucking awesome!!! It was also Halloween, but we didn't care much for that.

In November we saw the newest Harry Potter film in the cinema! And Helena was sexyyyyy. We did lots of Christmas shoppings, and stayed inside lots because it was getting cold outside.

In December we went Devon again, but took those men type things with us to cook meals. We played in the snow by the sea and ate lots of hula hoop sandwiches. Then it was Christmas! And that was super fun. Then we dyed R's hair all dark browny :) Then we wrote this!

That all means it was a good year, but next year will be even better! And we wish you all a very happy new year in 33 hours, and that your next year will be super awesome and only a tiny bit less awesome than ours.

LOVE LOVE!!

X

I promise you my heart, just promise to sing,

kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep.

November didn't exist anyway.

I can't think of a lyric for that, and as we've failed at the lyric thing in the past few posts anyway, I'm sure it doesn't matter much.

So yeah, November didn't exist and that's why we didn't post in it, obviously...

Ok, we failed, but you forgive us yeah? Ok :)

I've decided now is the time to blog, because my friend in my Language class today made me give the URL to one of our teachers, Maddy, and as nothing had been posted for ages I thought I might try to make it look as if we do still update to this often...

Hi, if you actually look it up like you said you would. :)

In other news, fuck all's happened.

We went Christmas shopping a few weeks ago! That was fun as always, and we're going again to get last few presents this weekend.

Uhmm, We should be going to see Frank Turner tomorrow evening at Southampton Guildhall, but neither of us could afford it, so instead I'm just gonna sit at home listening to him loudly, crying. XD

Uhh, I'm really scraping the bottom of the barrel to find something else to put here... I was going to dye R's hair tonight, but that never happened. Sadface.

And I'm actually going to stop posting shit now.

Laters...on.

x

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We fail at blogging :(

We used to be so good, but recently it's all gone down hill and for that I apologise.

But I don't want to end on a down note, so here's a song...

...WE'VE GOT ALL THE TIME IN THE WORLD TONIGHTTTTT! (8)

Love love xx

Uhmm...

Well, thing is, last month we only did two posts. And it's kinda approaching the end of October and we've only done three. This makes me really sad. Thing is, I haven't actually got anything to say. So like hey....

Yeah.

X

You're Still On The Dark Side Of The Moon

And Always On My Minddddd!!!!

We well saw Bowling For Soup last week! :D It was all rather fantastic, and really really good! First we got on a train, and that was lots of fun because Emma missed her mouth with Red Rooster and we LOLd to a high degree. When we got into Bowling we were super excited and hyper and caffeinated. The first support was The Dollyrots with some crazy blonde chick and a pretty boy and they were quite good. Then it was A and they didn't have anyone pretty but they did have a guy that looked like Jesus so that makes up for everything. They were also really good :) The final support was Forever The Sickest Kids, and everyone way liked them, and they were actually really good too so we were like wow three good supports, tonight is amazing!

Bowling For Soup came on and they all looked amazing and were all happy and they played lots of lovely songs and we danced, and sang and were super happy 'cause they were really really good! There was also a big fat guy who seemed to think our evening would be improved if we were drowning in his sweat, and some girl who thought if we passed out from the smell of her breath, it would also add to the experience and preceded to breathe over us in a rather disgusting fashion. But we don't want to end on a down note, so here's a song;

'Sail around the world and tell them all to keep singing it! Lalalalalaaa

All we need's a harmony and we'll convince the world to sing, Lalalalalaaa

Throw your arms around someone

And maybe spread a little love,

I know it sounds a little dumb

(Maybe I'm a little drunk)

All we need is some ice cream and a hug!

X

We're together!

This is our coming out blog...

Nahh, not really, that's all still to come :) We're just together in a literal sense, rather than metaphorical.

Aaaand we have lots to tell you! xD Like Bowling is suuuuuper suuuper soon, like next week!!! xD

College is killing our souls!!! (N)

Radiohead are really lovely and have pretty songs :)

We're really cool! (Y)

We had chocolate with rice in it, and cheryy things :D

This blog just autosaved :O

I was just thinking you should get me some pepsi..."No! You're on drugs!"

So yeah, that was exciting for all of us :)

LOVE LOVE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

X

Does anything need to be written?

We Belong In The Sea

I have a terrible feeling
That something's gone awfully very wrong with the world
Is it something we made?
Is it something we ate?
Is it something we drank?

Our Greenbelt story we promised you;

In Cheltenham lives a marmoset, called Henry. Henry was a nice marmoset but all the residents of Cheltenham shunned him because he was very common and he said it like, ‘Chel-enHAM’ and they all said it like, ‘Cheltenham.’

He awake one morning with the thought, ‘this can go on no longer, I shall come up with a plan which will make all the residents of Cheltenham like me.’ So he went to Tesco to find some intrinsic utensils for his master plan. He bought some special secret food type things and hurried home with 7 and a half carrier bags full. On his way he witnessed a truly magnificent event for as he gazed to the sky, a pillar of immense colour and incredible light came from it. As he followed the light with his eyes he saw it followed the shape of a massive ark, stretching for miles. He stood in awe of this spectacular phenomenon when, to the marmoset’s amazement, a secondary rainbow began to appear, a perfect mirror image of the first. ‘Double rainbow!’ Cried he, his eyes filling with tears of joy. This was by far, the most life changing experience Henry could ever have imagined.

Henry rushed home with a large grin on his face, and began to make marshmallows like none other. He got confused half way through, but luckily Winston, the wise old peacock from the apothecary down the road, was on hand to guide him through. Henry offered the marshmallows to passersby in Cheltenham high street on market day, and everyone loved him from then on, due to his wide smile and warm nature that people now saw in him.

x

Seagulls

Wtf are they about?

They make rubbish flapjack, but protect it with their lives. Try and steal their flapjack and they'll go psycho, start throwing toy soldiers in your direction. Late at night, they'll come to your house and start pecking on your window. "Fuck off, I'm sleeping you batty crease" yell you, but these are persistent fuckers and they'll peck away all night. Finally you open the window, thinking I'll try and reason with the crazed sea bird. But then, the seagull will start to launch tiny magnets into your room!

Do not fear! For these menacing beasts shall be stopped! Seagulls converse in tight cliques but one of these cliques has been infiltrated by a top spy, who has lots of experience with birds with grudges. He once stopped an entire flock of pigeons who were minutes away from world domination. Stop! Cried he, you shall not poison the world with your concoction of diseases! Back ye! Back! It was a wonderful day for the world thanks to this spy.

So, be on guard! But remember hope is not lost. As we speak these seagulls are being fucked over left, right and centre!

Anyway, this isn't all about seagulls, it's fine. I hope you're still reading...If not, I'm going to be really sad. Not really. I don't like being sad much. I'm far too happy to be sad :)

Getting sleepy and it's only 7pm! Not that I slept a lot last night. Well, not that I slept at all, but still! Not even the point!

You are young. Life has been kind to you. You will learn...

There's a hole in the world like a great black pit, and it's filled with people who are filled with shit and the vermin of the world inhabit it!!

Can't believe I still remember that. Must watch Sweeney Todd sometime soon :)

Anyway Love to you all, you sexy little things!

X

In my world everyone is a pony, and they all eat rainbows, and poop butterflies.

Horton Hears A Who.

Dr Suess; I love you.

x

We'll chuck glitter in your eyes, pull out lasers - OPEN FIRE!

This is how we're going to deal with anyone who fucks with us from now on.

Watch out :)

x

We are what we believe!

There was once a donkey who went on an adventure, on the way he met a rabbit called Jeff who wanted to join the donkey on his way; the donkey, who was called Ken by the way, and Jeff travelled the length on the country searching for love and mutual respect, each night they set up camp, sat round a camp fire and sang songs into the night, where animals from the surrounding area would come and join them in their sing-song. They enjoyed their lives very much, but one day an evil hedgehog called Badger came up to them and started to question their way of living, asking them how they were really bringing about love and mutual respect, and how they could really think they were making a difference. Jeff and Ken weren't phased though and went to visit Winston, the wise old peacock, you know the one, who told them that what they were doing was what was right in their hearts and they should never let anyone question what's right in their hearts because that's when worlds start to fall down. Ken and Jeff carried on singing blithely away and travelling all around making new friends each night; occasionally they would meet another doubter, but they just sung louder and laughed harder, for they knew that was the best way to share love and mutual respect.

X

Once we were young and we were crass enough to care

I just got called stupid for saying I believe we, as a country, should never take arms against anyone even if it was self defence. You know the guy that first invented a gun? Did anyone think to call him stupid? The one who first violently defended property, did anyone remember and tell him what a twat he was being? Can't you see they've poisoned your brain? Don't you realise your part of the system and part of the problem? Were you never young and convinced you'd be the generation to break out? Remember the aspirations we had? Don't fucking drop them now. Always remember your choice, never let them take your freedom.

X

We're exactly what this country needs!

Today I...

• Wore 2 dresses!
• Went to my first ever wedding
• Talked at length with someone I'd never met
• Ordered my own drink from a bar
• Curled my hair
• Ate in front of people
• Asked if there was a vegetarian option
• Held conversation with adults
• Danced at a wedding
• Didn't fall over in heels
• Painted my toenails
• Didn't get upset at all, over something that a week ago would have killed me
• Spoke on the phone

All together pretty skilled in my opinion :) I'm fucking invincible!

X

Why would you look the way you do...

When we can do so much for you?

I'd like to announce to the world that I feel incredibly unattractive right now. I'm wearing far too much make up, spent ages curling my hair, painting my nails etc. I don't look or feel any better than I did before I started. Seriously what's the point?

X

A story against stereotypes.

Once there was an elephant called Greg. Greg lived in a trendy part of Shoreditch and he was incredibly happy there, he would go about his daily business and people would see him in the streets and wave, shouting, ‘There’s Greg, our wonderful elephant friend!’ He was a well loved character and occasionally gave small children lifts to and from school when their parents were busy. Every one loved Greg, until one day on Shoreditch high street a shop called ‘Greg’s the Bakers’ opened. Greg was wary of the new bakery, but the people of Shoreditch flocked there in their dozens to taste it’s wonderful pastries. The people then realised that pastries were making people put on weight and they started to despise the shop; they blamed Greg’s the Bakers for the obesity epidemic and yelled at Greg the elephant, linking him with the shop just because he had the same name and he was a large fellow; which he couldn't control he tried to explain to them that it was his genetics, as an elephant he was born to be a large size, but they just tutted and screamed at him. Greg went to visit Winston the wise old peacock from the apothecary around the corner, for some advice, Winston tried to explain why people stereotyped others, but he wasn’t too certain, even though Winston was such a wise fowl. Greg felt so unwelcomed and unhappy in Shoreditch he decided to leave to find pastures anew, which he found in the heart of Summerset, where he lived on an old farmer’s field, who was kind and loving. Greg was happy he farmer let him live with him without stereotypes or prejudices just because of his name. They lived happily and the farmer enjoyed rides around his fields every Tuesday and Thursday on Greg’s back as Greg’s way of saying thank you.

x

They'll tell you I'm crazy but they will say anything if it will shut me up

Oh deary deary me. They have struck again; that's right, the Clergy haven't given up their long battle for world domination after being beaten shamelessly by the united giraffes of the world they continue this time partnered up with Meercats.

Look around, have you noticed the large amount of meercats there are in society today? We do believe that their HQ is in Teignmouth, due to the obscene amount of meercats per square metre. We actually, this time have photographic proof of the, now dubbed, 'Meercat Revolution' Please just look above, and witness the cleverly disguised meercats as they carry out some spying in a busy shopping mall.

I warn you all to be vigilant. They must not win.

x

I am an accident...

Waiting to happen, I'm laughing like mad while you strangle the captain.

We have a shed.

Score :)

xx

JJ- 'Does this mean I can't come to the shed anymore?'

Freddie - 'Of course you can, I just need some space'

^^Skins.

We decided we needed a shed. So we cleaned out mine, and painted it, with the left over white paint that I had lying around. Although, tragedy struck half way through where we realised what we had thought was white paint was actually black and pink and blue paint instead. So, what to do thought us and our wonderfully strong and intelligent helpers - Pink and blue zigzags? Why not! So we set about painting one of the walls, pink on the bottom, blue on the top, although we didn't really wash out the rollers well enough and we ended up with a sort of 'sunset' blue and pinky purple top with a bright pink bottom. It's slightly patchy but I'm sure it's fine.

We're gonna put some old arm chairs in it, and maybe a sofa and we're gonna have music and posters, and Eric on the wall, and it's gonna be our shed. 'Cause we're just that cool.

A massive thank you to our helpers Luke and Matt, one of whom we woke up, but neither of them questioned the fact we were painting our garage at about 6 in the evening, and came out with rollers in hand ready to get covered in paint.

It was a good day

X

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How did we get over 500 hits? I swear last time I looked it was on 340 something?

How are we all? Good?

We're going shopping today...Hopefully, although the rain looks positively violent tbqh.

Please stop soon Mr Rain, I need to get presents etc. etc.

xx

Baby, I'm Ready To Go.

(A Republica title. Hell Yes)

I'm tired of waiting to be ready to live again. Waiting to get better. I'm tired of wondering when my life begins again. Tired of fading. Why should I wait for the gunshot, the proper time to begin? Let's just run now. Run till we can't breathe then run just a little bit more, push through the pain and keep going. Let's take a chance on our damaged lungs, put everything on a hope. And if it goes wrong, then let's do it all again. And again. And again till we get it right. We'll learn to feel quite clean in this new skin we have grown, because our young and healthy bones would never lead us astray.

I should come with a warning. Hello, I fuck people up. I'm over dramatic, neurotic, obsessive, paranoid and incapable. I have generalised anxiety ending in panic attacks and thus not leaving my home without a safe person, mood disorders which lead to unpredictable swings from so down to scarily hyped borderline manic states of not euphoria but sped up panic of paranoia and excitement and need. Stay round here too long and I'll fuck you over. I won't mean to. But a little malicious thought has so much to feed on in my brain. I am an accident waiting to happen. And it'll keep happening. But if you like, feel free to watch me sabotage every good thing that comes my way. Christ I want out.

I'm invincible. I'm invincible. I'm invincible.

Just sometimes I forget. Sometimes everything seems so difficult, so scary. We are scared of everything but stopped by nothing. How can I not be stopped when every nerve, every muscle is turning against me. When the bad thoughts won't exit my head, when I'm shaking and I can hardly breath and the nausea creeps up and gets so close I'm holding back the vomit. Stopped by nothing.

I'll be invincible again. I'll be strong. I'll get there I know it, I just don't know where to begin. But all of you just wait and see. I'm invincible. And I'm not crazy. I'm not broken, I'm not psycho. Right?

Fucking Invincible!
Love X

I may take a holiday in Spain...

Or Devon, 'cause it's so much cooler etc. etc.
Here is a day to day diary of our holiday, especially for you. :L

The train journey!
We got on a train at Fareham! On the train we coloured in pictures and got disapproving looks from some woman. We listened to good music too. At Westbury we changed train and on the second the listened to Audio Boosh (Boosh Audio) then we saw the seaside and got e_cited! Then we got to Teignmouth where we witnessed a massive co-op and we came to the house and saw that it was good, like God etc.

(We then decided that that narrative perspective wasn't cool enough for us.)
First day
Today R woke up very early because she was so e_cited, soon E woke up too and they quickly got ready and at 8:30 they went out for a walk to big co-op - but nothing is awake that early in Teignmouth so they went and walked along the beach. R and E then bought a frisbee and played that for a good hour or o before going to watch people show their skills off inn a skate park. They soon went back to co-op before going back to the house and having a rela_ing afternoon. PS - They were all sophisticated n the evening and drank wine and ate strawberries while watching Pokemon. They are too cool for Teignmouth.

Second day
Today R and E went and bought a ball to throw about, as they thought it might be better than a frisbee. After laying with the ball they went to watch boys skate but one of them was stripping and noticed R and E looking so on they walked instead. They then went and made a picnic and ate it on the Green where they then lied for a few hours before coming home to watch Tim Burton's Alice in Wonderland. It was good.

Third day
Today the weather was quite bad so E and R stayed inside and watched TV for the majority of the day. During Deal or no Deal, R got raped by a badger, bit it's fine because we ate cake and drank tea. Also they decided they were gong to go on Jeremy Kyle because R tabbed up E's mum and then ran her over in a truck and then got a gorilla to shit on her, and E wouldn't forgive R until she admitted she loved Steve. It was a sad time for all.

Fourth day
Today R and E didn't really do anything again because it was bad weather again. R then got pissed because Kris said he loved E. They watched Pokemon and Friends and Deal or no Deal and Gok Wan and Family Fortunes lots. <3
R's now pissed at E for writing about Kris proclaiming his love for E.

Fifth day
Today R and E sat inside again until about midday when they went for a walk. The weather still hadn't decided to sort itself out. they went to the pier and played on the tuppeny slots and watched random boys fail at surfing. They also drew their names in the sand saying 'E and R on holiday!' it was super good.

Sixth day
Today R and E went to the pier again and bough candy floss. They then bought lots of hula hoops and made hula hoop sandwiches which were mega. Today they only watched one episode of All Star Family Fortunes which made E sad as she loves Vernon Kay. R is still pissed because Kris hasn't proclaimed his love for her yet.

Quotations of the week:
E:I can't get it in!
R: I know! It ain't happening!

E:Nap time!
R: Power nap! We're gonna be super heroes by the end of the week

R: I piss off dragons for breakfast mate!

R: I totally just raped you in an alley

R: She's got her purse out, let's go mug her!


This was all very pointless to you all, but it was funny for us :L

Love love xxxxx

That's Right, that's right, that's right, that's right, this message will be televised!

I know I'm not the one for being habitually optimistic;
but we're the one's with the blog here, so just remember this!

There was once a giraffe called Carol, he was pissed 'cause he had a woman's name, so he went to the registry office, and changed his name to Rodger Black; for he was quite fast. He decided he had a message to share with the world, about how to stop the general public from feeling intimidated by Giraffe's at zoos. Roger went to Winston, the wise old peacock, who runs the apothecary around the corner, for advice on how to go about spreading his message; Winston told him that he should open a candy floss Kiosk and take it all around the country. He brought candy floss to the masses, sugar in cloud form - the public were astounded, and thanked Rodger profusely for the gift of sugar clouds. Rodger told them stories about the prophesied day when all the Giraffe's would hold a meeting, and everyone looked forward to it, with great anticipation.
Finally the day came, and all the giraffes sneaked out of their zoos and met in Trafalgar square. Roger supplied candy floss for the occasion because he was a generous soul. Halfway through the meeting, disaster struck! The clergy had partnered up with the hamster revolution of 2010 and the hamsters had chewed through several intrinsic cables which meant no one could view the meeting. However, people were so outraged in the behaviour of the clergy, they made their way in their masses to Trafalgar square, where they joined the giraffes and several other zoo animals who had decided to join them for the parade. Together they danced and flew kites and waved flags whilst singing songs of love and unity. The clergy were defeated once again. Us: 3, clergy: 0.

This is the story section of this post of wonderment over. Now for the rest of the festivities.

The Owl and the Pussy-cat went to sea
In a beautiful pea green boat,
They took some honey, and plenty of money,
Wrapped up in a five pound note.
The Owl looked up to the stars above,
And sang to a small guitar,
'O lovely Pussy! O Pussy my love,
What a beautiful Pussy you are,
You are,
You are!
What a beautiful Pussy you are!'

Pussy said to the Owl, 'You elegant fowl!
How charmingly sweet you sing!
O let us be married! too long we have tarried:
But what shall we do for a ring?'
They sailed away, for a year and a day,
To the land where the Bong-tree grows
And there in a wood a Piggy-wig stood
With a ring at the end of his nose,
His nose,
His nose,
With a ring at the end of his nose

Dear pig, are you willing to sell for one shilling
Your ring?' Said the Piggy, 'I will.'
So they took it away, and were married next day
By the Turkey who lives on the hill.
They dined on mince, and slices of quince,
Which they ate with a runcible spoon;
And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand,
They danced by the light of the moon,
The moon,
The moon,
They danced by the light of the moon.
Edward Lear

We are going to Devon on Saturday! How cool is that?! We won't be able to blog for a whole week. You going to miss us? And when we come back we'll be all tanned
Love! Love!
x

A Happy Happy Unbirthday To You!

To me?
Yes, you!

It's our blog's first birthday today!

Imagine that!
Bless, look how she's grown, with her 5 followers, and over 300 hits, most of them from the same person etc. Brings a tear to my eye just thinking of it.

Also, our next post will be our 100th. Pretty good timing I think. We're gonna make that blog the best ever. You'll be so astounded. It'll blow your mind. You won't know what hit you.
That's just a bit of warning for you, keep your eyes peeeeeeeeeled.

X

PS. I'm unsure whether 'our blog's first birthday' has an apostrophe or not, having recently gone retarded. I originally thought not, but now I think so, due to the blogs possession of the birthday. Help?

I'm So Much Better Than You!

So, so, so, so, so much better than HAM!
And I can't fucking wait till I see karma fuck you over.
Well you're the one who makes me feel much taller than you are
x
Sorry for the ambiguous cryptic form this post takes, just things seem real when they're posted on the internet :L

The Sun Is Shinin', You're Feeling Fine, And The Birds Are Singing In The Trees

Right well, this lovely weather, it's lovely. I like it. The only problem occours though, when I run out of clothes that arn't skinny jeans and dark colours. For the next few days, all of my summer clothes are in the wash, for I didn't think of this moment when I wore them last week, and I'm gonna have to go out today in black skinnies. fml. :L

Also, at this moment I'd like to mention how the nature of consumerism and the socially accepted norm is wrong and should be abolished.
Women can't take their tops off in public, if we do we get odd looks. People are like 'why are you wondering round in your bra you strange woman!' And I reply, 'Where is your bra, you fat, moobed up, disgusting man!'
No, I don't really, 'cause I'm nice etc. but it's the concept that matters.

Why is it okay for us to wear bikini tops outside with no top, but not just our bras?!

Bullshit!

Also, the nature of consumerism inside us is eating us all. We should all stop it and it'd all be fine.

That's what I think (Y)

X

Night Terrors.

I woke up screaming, shaking and dreading everything. Maybe I'll just never sleep again. I slept for half an hour maybe, I had the most beautiful dreams. There is no sweetness in the dreaming. There is never any sweetness in the fucking dreaming.

A child can play make believe for hours, they can be anyone or anything they like. The magic fades, and we're stuck with our boring old lives. We must never get boring.

I dreamt of perfection. It didn't look how I would have imagined but I recognised it immediately. It was magnificent, mesmerising and truly beautiful. I don't remember much else. Well, the devil's in the details.

And I woke up screaming because it's just out of reach. I'm in the matrix, I'm just plugged in, in a fucking glass cage and just can't quite break out into the real world.

I'll keep screaming. Just keep screaming. You're so guilty it's disgusting.
X

So stop looking so damn depressed and sing with all your heart that the queen is dead!

I think I’m in love with Frank Turner.

His album, ‘Love Ire and Songs’ downloaded today, and I have literally listened to it on repeat all day! :$

‘A teacher of mine once told me that life was just a list of disappointments and defeats, and you could only do your best. And I said: well that’s a fucking cop out, you’re just washed up and you’re tired, and when I get to your age, well, I won’t be such a coward’

So, If only for a little while, I could insist on the impossible, I’d like to say, Mr Frank Turner, you have made my day today; now get in my bed.

:) x

We're All Such Products

I do love this world etc. etc. This needs to be stated first, and kept in mind throughout, as this is going to be a bit of a bitch. Brace one's self...

I hate society. I find it almost impossible not to spend money. I always held that I wasn't a materialistic person. Who am I kidding? Of course I am. I want clothes! More and more clothes! When did I need clothes to define who I am? It's inescapable though, I mean even to make a statement that you don't define yourself with clothes, you need clothes. And things like perfume, I also want to define myself by scent, so that's another 40quid just to smell like something that isn't how I smell. I don't need any of it. My phone getting topped up all the time, to text random crap to people. And how I'd love to let it all go, and break out, but how I love more, to dress in my high street fashion, and smell pretty and have all the things that I want. The first, that's what I really want, the latter I only want because society tells me I should. That and I get distracted by shiny things.
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A story for no one in particular...honest

Once there was a boy, who had no name and did not exist. One day he decided his lack of existence was unjustified, for lots of other people got to exist, and he felt him and Daniel Cowman were being discriminated against. He began to yell and shout, and push people over in the street, but in most part he was ignored.
He began a different approach, and went on a hunt for a guitar which did not exist. It took 7 shops, but he found it eventually and immediately commenced in singing songs of love and mutual respect on street corners. The existing people were amazed and quickly called Winston, a wise old peacock who ran the apothecary on the corner. They sat cross legged on the floor in front of him, mesmerised by the music, till eventually they decided that the boy and Daniel Cowman would be allowed to exist and Winston made it so, with his magical powers. Regina was a little pissed, but she got over it.
The End
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My day with Derek.

Derek was given to me today, he's an invisible guardian unicorn who fills my head with happy thoughts all day, how cool is that! :O

Well, I thought I'd describe a day spent in the company of an invisible unicorn, as many people, I'm sure, are unfamiliar with the concept.

I started with a slight lay in, a good start I thought. I then had a shower, where both the shampoo and conditioner ran out at the same time, but I still had enough to wash my hair with; this is always a sign that your day will be great, and is a very rare occurrence! I then got to go shopping for baby clothes, for everyone has babies at this time of year, so newborns are popping up everywhere and as are birthday's. After a productive shopping trip I came home and made cake, cake that worked very well, it rose perfectly, I hardly made any mess, and I never burnt myself once. Today was already one of the best days ever.
While the cake was cooling I decided to go to co-op to get some soup, for I had cravings for tomato soup, and we had run dry of soup last week; now, Ladies and Gentlemen, I must say, if you're going to spend hardly any money on soup, spend hardly any money on soup in ASDA. ASDA smartprice tomato soup, is lovely, despite it's lack of anything real in it, it is 17p for a normal sized tin, in Co-op however, cheap soup, is 'healthy living' soup, so it's probably got less real things in it than smartprice, and it is also about 20 odd p more expensive, for a smaller tin too! And, to top that off, it tastes like shit. So, I warn you of 'Co-op Healthy Living Tomato Soup' for future reference :)
I did however get a chocolate muffin, which was lovely, and fully made up for the lack of nice soup.
I'm going for my second ever lesson on the Organ later.
I'm also going to see a 3 day old baby, and give him some adorable dungaree's with dinosaurs on I bought earlier.

I feel this day shall continue to be good.
I thank you for Derek; he's super cool.

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If you read this...

Comment, just an anonymous one, just once, Saying 'Yes!' or maybe 'I love you two! <3' or something a long those lines, we just wanna see once and for all how many people roughly do read this, and as our hit counter has been tampered with, this shall do.

I love you all, X

'I'm going to be Frank'

'That's okay, but can I still be Garth?'

I.
Love.
Garth.
Algar.


That is all.

X

We Leave The Sound On 'Cause Silence Is Harder

I like silence, there’s something magical about it, strangely, horribly, mangled. When you’re in a room with no sound. Nothing. Your brain starts to make up sounds, tries to give you something to focus on, but you can’t, ‘cause it’s not really there. Silence is hard, silence is beautiful, silence is the most monstrous thing in the solar system. There’s so much of it, start in your house; the door is closed, there’s no music, no people outside, no talking. Further afield, the woods for instance, you can just stand and listen, but there’s nothing to hear, maybe the odd crack of a branch by a bird far off in the distance, the snap that shoots through your body, shocking it back to reality, to where you physically are, because mentally, you’re miles away, somewhere up in space. Floating. No one’s there, no one talks to you, no one talks about you. There’s only you and these lights, beautiful massive firey balls of light, reflecting colours of red and blue and yellows. The beautiful colours that make up this existence of ours, they’re just ever so slightly more astounding in the silence. One day they’re all going to implode on each other, sucking each other in, ripping the universe apart. Will that be silent? Or will it be obstreperous? A noise so loud it rips apart worlds. Will it happen in a second, or over an infinite amount of time. Will it be like a momentary snatch in the air at a fly, or a plate smashing onto the floor, obliterating into a thousand shards. I guess we’ll never know.

I Can Dance And Win At Games

Like Backgammon and life...



Us>Clergy!
We win motherfuckers!
We had Raspberry Ribena. From a shop.
Hell Yes!
WIN!
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We've Got All The Time In The World Tonight!

Except, we haven't I'm afraid. This is because something terrible has happened; something which must be corrected immediately! Now, I bid you, please try not to get too upset, but you must know, this is a very serious matter; The Clergy have struck again.
As most of you will have probably noticed, recently there have been advertisements around, promoting Raspberry Ribena, a wonderful thought you think, however, why is it, whenever I go into a shop, such as the Co-op, ASDA, or the corner shop, they do not have it, and not only that, there isn't even a space for it! There is only one thing it could have been, and yes, I will state it again, The Clergy. They have obviously gone round and stolen all of the Ribena from the shops. They don't like Raspberry ribena, you see, because they believe Raspberry's are having a secret rebellion against God.
This though, Ladies and Gentlemen, is not going to hold us back! We are going to go on a crusade to find Raspberry Ribena, and we ask you to send us luck and happy thoughts, for we shall need it!

Love love x

Leave Your Damage Behind And Gone.

Lets just get one thing straight, we are fucking awesome. We are terrified of everything but stopped by nothing. We can do anything. Truly invincible. Not only can we do anything but we can do it well, with grace where it's needed and honesty and fucking conviction. We are amazing. We don't need anyone or anything just watch us go, nothing can stop us, we'll see the world, we'll knock them dead. This entire living shit, we rock at it. And we always will.
Love
X

I added Snake! :O

This. Is. Genius! :O

I may be slightly obsessed, but this is a good thing I think. Sit back, relax, have a flick through our blog, play Snake! :D I might add Space Invaders too if you're lucky.

Neave btw, is a genius website, I only use it for it's games, but if you have old school, red and blue 3D Glasses etc. there's a fuck load of awesome shit you can do on it :P Check it outttt...Here!

Love love xxx

Ps. It's now at the bottom, 'cause apparently it looked odd at the top and it won't fit in the sidebar :L have fun x

Say what you like about this world...

I really like it. Genuinely. I have love for this planet and every person on it. And yeah there's bad. But there is good. A lot of it. And I love it.
X

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7am

Tomorrow's only a kettle whistle away.

We've had an interesting night! It began at midnight on msn, which led to the amazing idea of walking! The walking took us to a pretty little play park where we had a massive chatting session, followed by an awesome play-time! We spun round and round on the round about and slid down the slide and climbed the monkey bars, and slid down the fireman's pole(almost).
After our play session, it became startlingly obvious that ice cream was necessary to continue in our night. Alas, the freezer was lacking in ice cream, and so we began our expedition to the 24hour asda, along a very long road where we found pretty daisies :)
24hours it is not! The bastard's closed the bloody shop for the bank holiday. We were in disarray and sat quietly begging outside for salvation. This continued for around 4 hours when some lovely marine men pointed out that McDonald's had opened and we could go and warm up in there. We headed off quickly desperate for some heat for the night's waiting had left us cold and dreary. We got tea, and finally at 7:45 we returned to ASDA to continue our wait, so we could be the first visitors there. We were first in and said 'Good Morning!' To the wonderful Mike, who let us in :) We then proceeded to buy Caffeine and Cake, as we decided it was far too chilly for Ice Cream, and we had no spoons.
We then walked all the way home in the rain, which was quite refreshing tbh, where we sat, dried off, changed and drunk a fuck load of tea while watching a fuck load of Scrubs.

Last night was a good night. :)
x

Lamppost Crime Fighting...

He's so good, the crime comes to him!
X

A story for Luke :)

Once there was a boy called Luke. One day whilst visiting his local supermarket he ran into a porpoise. Him and the porpoise both went simultaneously for the last tub of Phish Food Ben 'N' Jerry's Ice cream. They stared into each others eyes for a long time, both with a hand firmly grasping the cold tub. It occurred to the porpoise then. he could share the ice cream and so he brought Luke back to his small home at the bottom of the ocean.

On the way home, the two collided with a rushing badger, who was apologising profusely saying he was in a desperate need for some Ben 'N' Jerry's. Why we have some here, replied the porpoise with a wide grin on his face, and so the badger joined them on their way home.

They made it home and the porpoise ran to get three spoons. The three sat out in the garden eating ice cream and sharing stories about love and mutual respect. Unfortunately whilst out in the garden the porpoise's home was robbed by a crazed seahorse recently escaped from prison.

This however, was a blessing in disguise. The porpoise, left with nothing, went home that night with the badger, and the two fell in love and had several mutant babies. Luke visited every Tuesday and Thursday afternoon bringing ice cream with him to commemorate their meeting.
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I do believe I love Neil Gaiman...

The "I Believe" speech from Neil Gaiman's "American Gods".

I can believe things that are true and I can believe things that aren't true and I can believe things where nobody knows if they're true or not. I can believe in Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny and Marilyn Monroe and the Beatles and Elvis and Mister Ed. Listen–I believe that people are perfectible, that knowledge is infinite, that the world is run by secret banking cartels and is visited by aliens on a regular basis, nice ones who look like wrinkledy lemurs and bad ones who mutilate cattle and want our water and our women. I believe that the future sucks and I believe that the future rocks and I believe that one day White Buffalo Woman is going to come back and kick everyone's ass. I believe that all men are just overgrown boys with deep problems communicating and that the decline of good sex in America is coincident with the decline in drive-in movie theaters from state to state. I believe that all politicians are unprincipled crooks and I still believe that they are better than the alternative. I believe that California is going to sink into the sea when the big one comes, while Florida is going to dissolve into madness and alligators and toxic waste. I believe that antibacterial soap is destroying our resistance to dirt and disease so that one day we'll all be wiped out by the common cold like the Martians in War of The Worlds. I believe that the greatest poets of the last century were Edith Sitwell and Don Marquis, that jade is dried dragon sperm, and that thousands of years ago in a former life I was a one-armed Siberian shaman. I believe that mankind's destiny lies in the stars. I believe that candy really did taste better when I was a kid, that it's aerodynamically impossible for a bumblebee to fly, that light is a wave and a particle, that there's a cat in a box somewhere who's alive and dead at the same time (although if they don't ever open the box to feed it it'll eventually just be two different kinds of dead), and that there are stars in the universe billions of years older than the universe itself. I believe in a personal god who cares about me and worries and oversees everything I do. I believe in an impersonal god who set the universe in motion and went off to hang with her girlfriends and doesn't even know that I'm alive. I believe in an empty and godless universe of causal chaos, background noise, and sheer blind luck. I believe that anyone who says that sex is overrated just hasn't done it properly. I believe that anyone who claims to know what's going on will lie about the little things too. I believe in absolute honesty and sensible social lies too. I believe in a woman's right to choose, a baby's right to live, that while all human life is sacred there's nothing wrong with the death penalty if you can trust the legal system implicitly, and that no one but a moron would ever trust the legal system. I believe that life is a game, that life is a cruel joke, and that life is what happens when you're alive and that you might as well lie back and enjoy it.

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LOL!

I apologise for the last blog post. I have since slept, and on reading it, find it is not particularly in fitting with the general mood of this blog. I will leave it there, 'cause it's still apiece of writing at the end of the day :P But still yeah, won't happen again :) Writing when I haven't slept for three says does not go well for me
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INSOMNIAAAA (Yelled like how in the Feeder song of the same name yeahhh?)

Huh? Who knew the title could be that long.
Anyway if this continues I'm going to end up blowing up all the credit card companies and we don't want that, do we? Although that does mean I get to bed Helena Bonham Carter right? :) Every cloud has a gorgeous woman lining it etc. etc.

I love Republica - Ready to go. It's like my favourite song atm. That and God called in sick today - AFI. And I want a mohawk - AFI. And Your so last summer - Taking Back sunday. Rightt no, that's not what I'm here for. I'm so very sleepy. But I shall write a bedtime story, thus putting myself to sleep. Here goes :)

His eyes opened to darkness. A cool breeze enveloped him, causing his arm to sting unexpectedly. The pain showed on his face. They watched him move cautiously, every action slow, unsure. Occasionally he would groan in pain, when open wounds dragged across the cold concrete. It's difficult to recognise a fumbling confused body under the orange street light on such a dark night. His form seemed tiny to the two watching in a mute interest, the jeans clinging to the skin, but the hoodie hanging off his shoulders as if disguising a skeleton; The mass of black hair covering his face entirely, taking his humanity with it. His audience felt excited and scared by his presence. A loud cry of pain, and their mute wonder is broken.
"We should help him" says one.
"No" replies the other.
The cries become louder. Standing is beyond this broken child and defeated he falls back to the ground.
"We need to do something"
The two girls stare with awe. They admire his vulnerability: The evidence of their entrapment, all their hard work. The other, she approaches him, a smile forming on her empty face. A smile which lacks all the qualities a smile should have. Her eyes look white. Her delicate hand with long piercing nails sweeps the hair away from the boy's face. She strokes his face, her fingertips barely touching him. She finds his collar bone and traces it's shape. Her touch is so soft he can't help but shiver. She sits on his hip, still holding the same empty smile. He looks up disorientated. He can't quite focus on her, his eyes dart from side to side. She laughs. She is still stroking his clavicle. She begins to bite her bottom lip. The first, she watches with an anticipating gleam in her also white eyes. Her fingers leave the bone, they palpitate slowly as they travel down his chest. Her touch confuses him, he flinches, he wants to struggle but he just can't bring himself to move. She applies pressure, pushing in on his waist, her nails digging in to his back, her hands under his hoodie, under his top. The skin breaks, the back bleeds.
The boy startles upright, their faces inches apart. Her nails still digging deeper into his back, blood trickling onto the city floor. She leans forward and bites the bottom lip of the boy, lightly but he feels the pain, like an electric shock screaming through his body. He grabs her, clenching a handful of her white blonde hair, forcing her towards him like a child with a toy. He kisses her, he's afraid to let go. He knows this is all there is. She is all he has, he thinks he will die here today. She has him enchanted. And so they kiss and he pulls at her clothes in a sick desperation of a boy out of control.
She stands, leaving him to fall to the floor. The one who watches shouts "Is he dead?"
"No" is the reply once more. And the girls leave, never once looking back. Eventually the boy stirs, crouching memories of blonde hair and hate and magic.
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I would be lying if I didn't tell you the truth...

In the special year of 1994 something amazing happened and then this girl was born and she was really pretty and wonderful. She grew up, meeting lots of important people on the way. 13 years later the girl met this other girl, then about a year after that the other girl realised that the girl was so special and wonderful that she deserved all the happy things in the world. But the world wasn't happy, and the girl didn't get what she deserved. So the two girls made their own world, where nothing could hurt them ever again.
Their world was perfect and beautiful. No one was bad or angry or scared. But as they lived in their world the real world started to fall apart and things went wrong. It occurred to them then that without their world, they couldn't be happy because reality was too fucked up. The fear of losing their world left them to mistrust its certainty and this was the only thing that could break their world.
They decided that this couldn't happen. They knew their world was real, it was as real and certain as rainbows, love, friendship, and unicorns(the world denies them too much!) They fought against reality and everything that it stood for, but not in a violent, horrible way; what they did was close the door and laugh so much they cried, danced, ate, hoped, smiled and loved 'cause they knew that nothing could hold their world together stronger, not even Mega-GlueTM. From that day forward life was good in their world, and even though fro time to time they had to go back to reality, they managed it, 'cause they knew they had the most magnificent and glorious world to go back to.

No matter what.

xx

Human of the year, you won.

Arrrgh! Exams :S

At least Regina says I win :) That's pretty cool, although she's really talking about Carl Projaceterinski(excuse my spelling, that's kinda phonetically done :L)

Anyway, what I'm really here to say, is good luck to everyone doing exams or any sort. We're probably gonna need it! xD

Love love xx

Hey Man,

Let's all agree. Let's stop fucking twats. If he's a cunt no one fucks him. Then eventually all the dickish genes'll die out, and maybe our children's children's children will get fucked over a little less than we do.
This is all
X

P.S. Fuck Tom instead. Tom's lovely =)

I apologise...

Some time ago, you may remember a blog written in despair about the lack of diet Irn Bru. Well I have now been proved wrong in my claims. See I went to my co-op to buy some full fat Irn-Bru, but unfortunately there was none. An offer had been on that day and every last bottle had been sold. Non perturbed, I headed to the second nearest co-op to me, I place I rarely go, in hope of finding some Irn-Bru there. And that I did. Not only Irn Bru, but Diet Irn Bru, bottles and bottles of it
SCORE!
X

Kenneth for PM.

There was once a hedgehog called Kenneth. Kenneth lived a quiet life in a forest, with lots of his little animal friends. One day he decided he'd had enough of the quiet wood and wanted to go on an adventure; most of his friends thought him odd, and begged him not to go, offering him cheese on sticks and shiney objects to tempt him to stay - they were scared of the big world. Kenneth did not succumb to their temptations though and set off on what would be the adventure of a life time, he was certain. On his journey he met many dangerous foes, but Kenneth was able to defeat these with help from the friends he made on his way; these included Steve the woodlouse and Morgan the rabbit. Every night they would sit around a tiny (but completely safe and in conjuncture to every environmental agency rule) fire, and sing songs and laugh and tell each other stories. Kenneth knew he had made the right decision leaving the wood and hoped he would be able to carry on his adventure for a long time to come.

One day while Kenneth and friends were just trundling along the road, they noticed a fuck load of flyers and billboards around telling Human Beings who they should vote for in their election, which they had read about in The Times a few days earlier (So they all now fully understood the political process.)After a good few lengthy discussions amongst themselves they decided that Kenneth should run for Prime Minister. To start up the process they went to visit Winston, the wise old Peacock from the Apothecary around the corner; who knew lots about the politics, having worked as an advisor for Churchill in World War 2. Winston, Kenneth, Steve and Morgan set about raising awareness of their party, and pretty soon, Kenneth was up on the podium giving speeches to millions of viewers nationwide next to Gordon Brown, Nick Clegg, and David Cameron. Kenneth had such wonderful charm and charisma, he could win over any audience, he became a house hold name, badges(and other small trinkets) were made with his name on them, his party became the most popular; and therefore, when the elections came about there could be no confusion as to who would win.

Kenneth won with a landslide victory. He appointed Steve as his Chancellor of the Exchequer, Morgan as his Deputy Prime Minister, and Winston for his advisor on all important issues (including cake making, for this was one of his specialities.) The woodland animals who were Kenneth's old time friends filled in other vacancies that had to be filled, and the government was no longer fucked up or confusing. Under Kenneth everything went smoothly, he made a law that said 'Every Thursday everyone must say hello to a stranger' which made lots of people happy. It made Kenneth happy that he could make others happy. Everything was good from then on.

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We Keep On Paying Those Freaks On The TV...

Who Say That They'll Save Us, But Want To Enslave Us.

I don't really understand politics.

But I do know that I'll be pissed if the Tories win.

I'm trying to understand a thing on BBC right now, and it's mostly coloured blue, I don't understand much, but I can guess this is a bad thing.

Well done England, you've fucked it up again.

x

So You Wanna Be A Rock 'N' Roll Star?

Well listen now to what I say
Just get an electric guitar and take some time.
Learn how to play.
Just learn how to play

Little Things Make Up A Memory

I love running into the wind. I get hyper like a child. I feel invincible, all that pressure and I'm still running, nothing can stop me. I love the way it hits my face and my skin, and my hoodie starts falling off my shoulders, and my bag hits against my hip. I know I look a state. And people stare. Sometimes it makes me eyes water, but I don't mind. 'Cause I just love the feeling. Nothing can hurt me. Just give me the weather, and I can be happy. Like the rain, and we think it spoils the sunshine. And we get all wet. But it smells so clean, and fresh. And if you're lucky... And your not scared to look up in the middle of the street. You'll see a rainbow.
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I'm a professional cynic, but my heart's not in it.

I think we've been quite cynical over the course of us 'owning' this blog, I figured out how to add a hit counter (win!) and turns out in 4ish days we've been visited over 150 times, admittedly, I couldn't figure out how to find our IP. addresses, so whenever we log on to check up on it, it still logs us two, but we've not been on 150 times. So, what I'm saying is, there are genuinely people reading this crap! That kinda makes me happy, I hope it's made you lot happy. If it has, you could be nice and comment once in a while to prove that you exist and this isn't just for us two and this other dude who we know checks it every so often, just to make sure he's not mentioned. This time, yes you were, don't get all pissed at us now :)

On another note, this right here ... http://hyperboleandahalf.blogspot.com/2010/04/alot-is-better-than-you-at-everything.html

Is a beautiful blog by a woman I completely agree with, I might have to start using some of her techniques, rather than just getting annoyed with how illiterate this country is becoming, she rather makes me chuckle, and made my day with her 'About' pages.

Go check her out:)

In a non-stalkery way.

Love love xx

So You Don't Wanna Hear About My Good Day?

Well tough shitt, cause it was so fucking awesome that if you don't actually read this then your life will never reach it's full potential. Sucks to be you. Not you. Him, over there. You know who you are!

22nd April 2010 - KOKO, Camden, London, UK

We saw Amanda Fucking Palmer live!!!!!!! But that's still to come. Let's begin at the beginning. First we got into a car driven by a good man :) Then we got into London and walked round Camden Market which was insanely cool and had lots of pretty clothes and pictures of Jim Morrison which scary vender people tried to force upon us. So we walked quickly away with our heads down, and after lots of walking we lifted up our heads again and saw Bob Geldof :o He was on the phone and sounded mad so we left him be. We decided after seeing Geldof our Camden experience was complete and we joined the already forming queue of beautiful people for AMANDA! Whilst waiting patiently and laughing at passing bus adverts a lovely man with a pirates hat gave us small elephants because he was also a good man and because he had a pocket watch. Soon some scary looking fat men came out but they were probably also good men so we didn't worry and they put x's on our hands and let us go inside which is good because it was windy and cold. When we got inside we saw that there was a massive fucking miror ball of epic proportions attached to the ceiling. This is why KOKO is a good place.

I'm taking a new paragraph here because this is the super exciting bit!!!!! A band called Bitter ruin played first, and we had never heard them but they had beautiful voices and were lovely and good people. After them Amanda came out looking super sexy with little clothes and we were amazed and then Robots In Disguise played a little 4 song acoustic set and they were really funny and good and they made us happy even though all we could think about Dee was she's had Noel inside of her! We rose above this because we are mature. After Robots Melissa Auf Der Maur played a small acoustic set and we'd never heard her solo music before but it was good and she was awesome and I really liked her voice too and she sung in French which is always a bonus :) Oh did I mention that between Robots and Melissa Auf Der Maur we saw Amanda again getting slowly sexier as she got ready :P Then after Melissa Auf Der Maur we waited a little while and then Amanda came on stage! She opened with Sex Changes which was epic and every song she played was just amazing! We were completely transfixed by the amazingness of her skills and the beauty of her entire presence.

Then when she finished we stood in a long queue of people and it moved very slowly but that's ok because there was lots of happy people. At the end Amanda and Neil were sat looking really pretty and cool and they signed all our stuff and just looked amazing. Amanda's make up was like a work of art it was just insane.
It was a completely WOW night for all the time she was on stage. Every song was brilliant and full of real genuine energy and it was a perfect night. Right at the end when we were honouring the great Malcolm McLaren she stage dived and we also may have perhaps groped AmandaFuckingPalmer, which was a highlight to our day :)It was so much better than we could ever have imagined an Amanda Palmer gig to be and we've imagined being at an Amanda Palmer gig lots.

Basically in conclusion WE FUCKING LOVE THAT WOMAN. She's so cool!!!!!
X
(Don't forget how jealous you are :P)

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!

I'm. So. Excited!

:D

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Dear Tall People At Gigs.

Stand at the fucking back alright! I understand I am very short, but so are a lot of other people in the world, and I just think it would be a lot nicer of you to let us shorter people see something at a gig for once. When you're in front of us, don't constantly stand on the spot and thrust, you end up thrusting us, it's not too nice, don't lean over to sing to your friend, leave her alone, she's watching the band play, not interested in you. When you're behind us, don't stand so close that we can feel your breathing in our hair, it's fucking disgusting alright! I understand gigs are intimate spaces, but there's still enough room for you to not be breathing on my face thanks. Also, don't take pictures above our heads, not only pointing out how short we are in comparison to you, but also, if you can't stop the camera hitting my head, just don't put it there, I'd like to leave the gig not concussed cheers.

Dear Drunk People At Gigs,

Okay, you're fun for a while, but after that stop. Also, don't wave around a poster in your hand so it hits everyone in the near vicinity. You're a dick.

Love and kisses

x

'Pure love and outstanding courage'

I love Harry Potter, it's wonderful. The children can't act, and it's all a bit cheesy, but who ever said that's a bad thing ;D

I don't really have much more to add, I just thought I'd share the wonderful phrase that I used for the title with you :)

On another note, Doctor Who! <3 I really do love Matt Smith. I'm still undecided about Amy Pond, there was no build up of their relationship, and it seems like she's best friends ever with him, when really she's hardly known him at all, it just seems like they've missed out a chunk of relationship build up.

We also decided the Daleks are obviously taking a note out of the Power Ranger's book, it could be a spin off series - 'Dalek Rangers' I'm onto a win here, I can tell ;) I'm gonna submit it to Moffat :P

Love love
x

I Want

Freddie from skins in my bed. And I want it now. He's very pretty =)

Also Rich Fulcher in Skins, blows my fucking mind! It's almost like he's acting or something :o

All I've done since I woke up is watch Skins :$ I should probably get a life :P

Anyway Freddie from Skins jesus that's a pretty boy. So much prettier than Tony. And he skates. Yeahh. Plus he's called Luke, and there is no one unattractive called Luke :)
LOVE! (L)
X

Cake Or Death?!

Is a predicament faced by many people in life. I personally have faced it seven and a half times! A lot of cake...Or Death!

Once a badger named Isaac was making a cake for his close family and friends. It was going to be a cake of epic proportion, filled with fairy dust and barbie's shoes. He quickly remembered he didn't know how to make a cake and set off to consult Winston, a wise peacock who ran the apothecary on the corner. Winston was often consulted on matters of such importance.

Isaac knocked on the door four times as this was the special knock for Winston and all cake related problems. Winston flew to the door in immense joy, as Winston enjoyed visitors. Isaac told Winston all about his cake idea and after some persuasion in the form of midget gems and interpretive dance Winston agreed to help. They rushed back to Isaac's home skipping and singing Queen songs loudly.

Winston thought it a better idea to swap Isaac's preferred barbie shoes, with pieces of lego, as he knew from previous experiences that this added a much nicer texture to the piece. They worked all day, every day for 3 and a half years to get the cake perfect, and finally, whilst on the verge of giving up, they had a break through...Maybe, if they put it in the oven, it might cook! Now, the oven hadn't been used for 3 and a half years at this point, so was slightly rusty, but soon got itself going again, and proceeded to bake the cake to perfection; light and fluffy, and golden on top.

Icing was next on the agenda. They put lots of icing sugar in a bowl and mixed it all together, making a big mess, but that was part of the fun of cooking. They then decorated it with more than a thousand hundred and thousands and chocolate buttons, which kept sliding off, but that was fine, because it was going to be eaten anyway. Isaac's family and friends all came round for afternoon tea, and had the wonderful cake and laughed about how it had taken 3 and a half years, but how it was all worth it because it made them very very happy like when people touch them in their special place. They gave the left over cake to passing wallabies, and everyone was happy for ever.

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Dear Mr Russell Howard

I am writing to ask you to please be in my pants.
Yours Sincerely(or love and kisses, if that's too formal)
X

Regina said...

Love is a dangerous pastime
Caught between madness and gladness of flight
Nothing is wrong and nothing is right
Falling asleep in your arms every night

But Love's such a strange situation
Full of frustration and anger and fear
Everything's tears
Nobody hears
Nobody's here, and nobody hears...

I want to sing to you my love
My only love and happiness
Don't be so blue so blue my love
Take off your shoes take off my dress
I want to sing to you my love
My only love and happiness
Don't be so blue so blue my love
This too shall pass, this too shall pass...

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It will be mine...Oh yes, it will be mine.

We want a licorice sweetie dispenser, like from the Mirth Mobile, in Wayne's World? It'll be like amazingggg! But, we'll put in strawberry laces to avoid any messy copyright issues, and licorice kinda sucks anyway.

But yeahh, if anyone finds out where you can purchase such a thing, comment!


x!

2 slices of pizza, sitting on a plate...

...unwanted by society.

This is an outrage!

That is all.

x

Come And Open Up Your Folding Chair Next To Me

Cause it's almost summer time!!!
And its not insanely freezing outside, although admittedly still a bit cold. And there is lots and lots of sunshine and daffodils and candyfloss clouds!

On that subject...We have candy floss! Sugar clouds!! FTW!

I'm making a bution to the contri apparently. How exciting!

Hey, remember that month when I only ate boxes of tangerines...tan ger ines...So Cheap And Juicy!

:D x

Curiouser and curiouser!

We saw Alice in Wonderland on Friday.
We love Tim Burton. We love Lewis Carroll. We love Johnny Depp. We love Helena Bonham Carter. It was one hell of an amazing film. We recommend it to anyone. Go. Now. Drop what you're doing and go! :)

Okay, We're done here. Here's my favourite poem in the world;

`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"

He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.

And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!

One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.

"And, has thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!'
He chortled in his joy.

`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

Lewis Carroll.

The Pictures In His Mind Awoke And Began To Breed...

They started off beneath the knowledge tree
And they chopped it down to make white picket fence
And marching along the railroad tracks
They smiled real wide for the camera lens
As they made it past the enemy lines
Just to become enslaved in the assembly lines

Blue lips, blue veins
Blue, the color of our planet
From far, far away
Blue; The most human colour.


I Love Regina Spektor =]

Well, fuck me sideways and call me Tracy...

It's March already! :O

The title is one of our mates favourite phrases of all time, and I felt it put across my shock well.

February... We saw Lost Prophets! We had half term... Not much else happened tbh :P We got at least 3 days stolen by the God of Calendar. Dick.

February kinda sucked tbh :P Not much happened. Completely excluding the 10th from this. ;D

Hope March is betterrrrrr :)

It should be, we're hopefully gonna see Alice In Wonderland this Friday, we've been waiting for this film since it was still in it's 'maybe' stages of being made. I Actually Can't Wait!!!!! XD

Love love

x

I'll Turn Off The Tv..

It's killing us we never speak.
There's a radio in the corner, its dying to make a scene.
Lets get old, old fashioned, put the break on these fast fast wheels.

I hope I could survive without electricity. I hope we'd talk about things, tell each other stories and elaborate tales of love and mystery. I really hope if we had no electricity we'd dance and sing loudly into the small hours and annoy the neighbours. We wouldn't be cold because we'd wrap up in hats and scarves and drink tea. We'd look at each other with love, and nothing else. It would be beautiful.

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'This may be the reason why Keith cannot be killed by conventional weapons.''

We watched Wayne's World 2 yesterday :) It was pretty damn awesome tbh.

Gotta love Wayne's World (Party Time! Excellent! (Y))

So yeah, It's February, a rip off of a month if you ask me. Does anyone think about the fact that phone companies diddle you out of a couple of days worth of free texts? No one notices these things, But I have!

Today is however, Pancake Day, and that's pretty damn awesome. Although, I do feel ever so slightly sick right now, but what is pancake day without just a little bit of nausea in there somewhere eh?!

That's pretty much all I had to say right now. We've not forgotten your existence Blog! Don't worry! I think we should give our Blog a name, I mean like a proper one, 'The Revolution's Never Coming!' is a little long winded I feel. What do people feel about Henry? How about Oscar? Ollie? I don't know :( Help me decide!

Also, Hi to Bengi! She's now following us, if she ever reads this, I'm sure she'll be over the moon to realise she's made it into one of our rambling posts. Hope you're well and all that jazz! Who knows, this little bit of odd conversation might get to you on a really shitty day, and just make you feel just a little bit better. I hope so, even if you're not having a shitty day, I hope this brightens it just a little bit more!

Love love

x

PS. Someone beautiful and lovely brought me skittles on Friday after school 'cause of my craving for them. How immense is that! I pretty much have a skittle fairy :)

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Red And Yellow, And Pink And Green...

Do you remember that song? The one we all sung in Juniors and Infants, about the colours of the rainbow? Pure love tbh :)

Well, skittles are what I really came here to talk to you about. 'Cause they're amazing, and I havn't had them in YEARS! I'm currently thinking up a plan to get some on the way to school tomorrow, I however, don't pass a shop, which kinda sucks XD So yeahh, if anyone eats skittles tomorrow, you better think of me, and my almost definite lack of skittles. Just remember to Taste The Rainbow!

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(I'm gonna put two posts in one :O)

I Wanna Be Atrocity!

OMG! Yesterday we TOTALLY saw Lostprophets live :) It was Just like WOW! And we were really super near the front and everything, and as it got like to the encore, we only had like 2 people infront of us before the barrier and we were all squished together in a massive crowd, but we were all dancing, and jumping, and being jumped on etc. and it was fucking amazing! This band called Hexes were first support, but they were a bit shitt tbh, but then Kids In Glass Houses came on, and they were lovely, and good, and we danced along to their stuff lots :) and then we waited for ever, and got distracted by pretty men with lots of hair, and condoms being hit around the room, and then it all went dark and Lostprophets came on in all their beautiful Welsh Glory, and it was fucking astounding! Mr Watkins has beautiful wrists and he knows it. So yeahh, that was all amazing, and then at the end we went round to the stage door, and waiting in the freeeeezing cold, like literally, I think I got hypothermia xD, eventually KIGH came out, but they ignored us as they walked past us and we went Hiiii! And we thought that very rude:P Then the blonde dude, the one with illuminous hair, from LP came out and he said hi, and I got a mug shot of him, but we didn't get a picture with him, 'cause we couldn't be arsed tbh, and we wanted Ian :P So we waited a bit longer and they never Fucking Came Out! :O And we had to leave at about quarter to midnight, to try and catch the last ferry(train)home. We virtually ran, and we were all achey and hurt like fuck, but we made it, and there were lots of young people with good hair, and lots of drunk middle aged men on the ferry, but we didn't care, 'cause we'd JUST SEEN LOSTPROPHETS!
When we got over there we went to get a drink from the kababy, as it's the only shop open at that time xD and there were some lovely happy drunk men, who we didn;t mind as much, 'cause we had a lovely conversation with them XD But then we had to walk all the way home, which wasn't too easy tbh, but we managed it eventually, and when we got in we drunk tea, and put on Lostprophets and went WOW! And were generally astounded. Then we went sleep for College called in the morning, which I feel was unfair, but ahh well, we didn';t care, 'cause We'd Just Seen LOST FUCKING PROPHETS!!!!

:D

I love you all.

xxxxx

Somebody Get My Mum...

Okay we couldn't think of a lyric, so the title of the next song that came on, I decided I would put as the title. Suppose it could have been a better song :S

xD x


Matee! It's February! We just done a month! xD

So, the first month of two thousand and ten.
It was called January
We had our first lots of things of the year. Which was fun for us, not so fun for everyone else. But never mind :D
We watched lots of Disney Films
We saw Where The Wild Things Are in the cinema, and it was lovely and beautiful (but terrifying)
We went shopping and bought sexy clothes.
We went to...ROCKY HORROR SHOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And It Was Spectacular and Astoundingly Fabulous!
Then it was one of our Birthdays and we ate cake and raved :)
Good month!

Now Its February the first and its all magical and wonderful because it two thousand and ten. Two thousand and ten!
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Here's A Letter For You

Dear Newspaper
I would like to share with you all my complete shock in the calmness of the population considering the circumstances. Russell Howard (a good man) tells me that people are disgusted by lack of rubbish collections. Looking at the world it is easy to believe a good man. It is much easier to believe a good man, than a bad man.

Yesterday I watched in terror, as everything in the world began to break apart. The sky ripped in two like paper, continued to fracture showing more crevices. Behind it I thought I saw Hell. This froze me inside. Isn’t it funny, Hell is so hot, but I have never felt so cold as they day the sky died. I looked around and watched life get pulled apart around me. Every atom of every thing was disintegrating, breaking, dissolving. Houses seemed to shatter, like ornaments dropped from mantel pieces. It happened so fast. Everything accelerated, small sections of beauty flying through the air like electric impulses. The world blurred as it was torn apart. Trees. I remember the trees. So tall and majestic, they swirled then demolished right in front of my eyes. They didn't even leave dust, just space and Hell and it was closing in on me, suffocating me, squeezing me so tight I thought my ribs would snap, my skull would crunch and mutilate my brain, leave me the way everything else was and I was scared. Waves of water, washed over the destruction, cleansing it of everything that was once good. Gravity was lost in the trauma, the water flowed in every direction, drowning anything that was left. The water screamed, it almost laughed as it watched the earth powerlessly falling. Then for a moment everything was red. A red so intense I could taste it, smell it. So agonizingly bright it burnt not my skin, for I was no longer with body. It burnt my mind. My world which I loved, the extinguishing of my planet, the carnage and the murder.

Today I looked around, and there was no evidence that this even happened. Does no one care that the world ended?
X

The Ultimate Combination

I've come to the conclusion Hugs and Tea improve life greatly.

x

PS. Toffee is also an intrinsic ingredient.

I've Been To The Year 3000...

I hate to admit it, but I have a feeling Busted never actually went to the year 3000! I know right, shocking! But I have been studying their journal of what they saw, and it's not looking good.

'Boy bands, and another one, and another one, and another one...' Boy bands sadly started to die out in the early 2000s, they are generally what people class as 90s pop, which is never actually 90s pop. It's 2010 now, and there are few boy bands around, there's the occasional shitt one, such as 'JLS' or some other boy band... but no way near enough, I feel by 2015 they'll all be gone, and sadly I don't feel they will have a revival by the year 3000.

'Everybody bought our 7th Album' The spilt up, it was a terrible state of affairs, but now Charie has Fightstar and James had that pop-punk band for a little bit, and Matt had his solo career, and I feel they're not gonna get back together to create another 4 albums. This small fact saddens me. But tis life.

'It had outsold Michael Jackson' Now I don't think I need to point out...he's kinda dead. And I doubt he's gonna be bringing out much more in the way of albums.

In conclusion, Busted lied to me. I feel like part of my youth has been taken away from me. I need my faith in childhood and pop boy bands reaffirmed...as none exist anymore, I have no how idea about how to go about doing this. I'll figure it out somehow I'm sure :)(I listened to the Avril Lavigne album Let's Go, and my faith was restored in early 2000s pop. All is well. :D)

In other news; John and Terry, they work for Brainiac, but they don't do much, the just kinda sit around drinking tea and pressing a button occasionally. You see, 'Terry's only into fighting' and the conversations between him and John usually go something like:
Terry: Put the kettle on John,
John: I did it last time!
Terry: I know but...
John: Ohh okayy! Just once more! It's your turn next time!
And therefor John always ends up making the tea. There's a moral in this for all of us; Don't fight! 'Cause otherwise you can't make tea!

I love you all :)

x

Hello, Welcome To My Show.

I don't have a show. Sorry. Tbh, I just wanted to say Hi, but that's only half of the lyric.

How're you today? You're looking lovely.

It's now 13 days into this year, and everyone's got exams :/ That kinda sucks, but they'll all be over with soon, and we can do the bare minimum right up to the summer when we all get The Fear! and start revising wayy too late to actually help ourselves properly. It'll all be good :)

On the 23rd we're gonna go see The Rocky Horror Picture Show in Southampton, it's gonna be electric! We're both gonna go as Magenta, 'cause tbh, it's the easiest outfit. I bought the sexiest boots alive, but I don't know if they're gonna arrive on time :S I love Rocky Horror, genuinely amazing :D

It's all snowy in England, wtf is that about?! Mental. Love it though, it's all beautiful and makes the world look like magic.

I'm pretty much just updating you on shit you already probably know about tbh. Deal with it yeahh? :)I got given pieces of paper that you get after you do a Piano exam today, they tell you your marks etc etc, guess what? I passed :D Wheyyy, what's even more amazing, is I passed with 101 marks, when 100 is the barrier. Made me well happy when I found out. It amazes me Ahha xD

I don't think there's anything else 'worth' saying tbh. I love you all. You are all beautiful, every single one :)

X

Memories Full Of Fun =]

Fucked Up When Its All Done!!!!!!! XD

Its been this year for 8 days! That's a week, then a day. WOW! Is everyone else still on their New Year high, or is it just us? Fuck it, I don't care! It snowed this year. Right at the beginning. How cool is that? Also it rained, it got super cold and icy, the sun shone, we had a full moon :) It's so lovely

I love you all :)
X

'I'm more of an action transvestite'

Okay, I lie. But, Eddie Izzard, I have deep love for that man, but what I have deeper love for, is his jacket, the one he wears in Sexie for the first half. I have googled and googled all over the place, and have come up with nothing! Not even a blog about someone really wanting that jacket! So I thought I should set this major wrong doing right! Hopefully, one day someone else, just as vain and jacket loving as I will watch his DVD, explode their spleen laughing, and then set about googling to find out where the fuck that jacket's from! It's insane, and it upsets me.

On the upside, I did find a website that sells T-shirts with some of his jokes on it, such as the squirrel 'Did I leave the gas on...No, no, I'm a fucking squirrel!'joke and many a cake or death T-shirt. Take a look - http://www.zazzle.co.uk/eddie+izzard+tshirts

Also, Ecnalubma is a word! Well, it's put on one of them 'dictionary' websites like www.unwords.com and urban dictionary etc etc, Ecnalumba i you're interested is what you see on the front of Ambulance's. It's an Izzard joke again. If you havn't watched him. Well you should!

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Snow, Snow, Snow, Snow

It Won't Be Long Before We'll All Be There With Snowww!

Earlier we were talking online, and I was sent this beautiful piece of literature.

'We all stood and stared at the sky at 4oclock, with such anticipation we felt like children, but once again the sky rained instead. The dissapointment resounded through the streets, but only for a second. Then it was replaced with laughter. After all, first rain of 2010 :)'

How gorgeous is that?! Then we got on with our usual shenanigans etc etc, and one had to leave, sadness ensued, then a good few hours later, what should happen, but SNOW!

:D

I'm on a major high tbh!
It's absolutely beautiful outside.
This world is beautiful.
I love it.

Enjoy it.
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Okay, like a day has past ftr :) And, the ground is covered proper white, and really thick, you can see everyone's foot prints, and the sky is white and really low like a blanket and there's still a really light snow fall which is getting spun around in circles by the wind :). It's really cold, but were all wrapped up in layers, and hats and scarves. Were really very happy :)

And also were failing at building an igloo :D And were also drinking tea lots, to warm us up after playing in the snow :D Its bloody Fantastic
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Damn...No appropriate lyrics for a title :/

Bit of a depressing start to what was going to be a happy post, but never mind, It'll all change from here on in!
It's been 2010 for 4 fantastically wonderful days now. Were all back at school and college and work and the like.
This is blatantly the decade where people speak in ways that no one can understand, and phrase things in the most absurd way ever. Like why?
But right its also the decade of sexy clear skies and beautiful moons. Okay so that wont last, but I swear the sky got more beautiful on New Years. It amazes me. You can actually see stars and stuff, and its proper bright blue in the morning, when its cold and frosty and you breathe like a dragon. The mornings are pretty :) Worth getting out of bed for.
Lots of things are happening this year, it's quite epic really. The effect that this year will have on the rest of our lives is slightly terrifying, but also quite amazing. Makes it seem like its actually got a point :)
I have goals this year. Don't epic fail at exams is one of them, but its got a bit lost in the most important aims of 2010. Meet Trash McSweeney, meet Amanda Palmer. Meet Brian Molko? But that's never going to happen :/ That's ok though. If I get the first two it'll be the best year I've ever had :P
Happy New Year once again :)
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