MY LIFE IS BORING

Oh, yeah and I’m a liar. I said I would start blogging everyday and stuff, but then out internet crashed and I couldn’t, I felt really bad! When it started working again I barely got to go on and had not even enough time to talk to Brianna on Facebook.  I guess I shouldn’t be making excuses … But I would like to announce I have accomplished independance and not-caring as much, about little things like Lucy and Blondie talking amongst themselves not even caring to ackknwoledge me, well I still obviously need to work on it, but I’m getting there. Oh yes,and I would like to talk about a name change.

• Loosy

Okay, so, Loosy, is now Lucy. Just thought I’d say that. To clear everything up. Oh right, and Neil, the new girl, is now Nellie. That is all.

Also, I am sooo not over Arty. Not the least bit. I thought I was because over the summer I didn’t think about him, but I guess not … W.e. I’ll talk about it tomorrow. Tata. <3

UNTITLED

I’m feeling pretty lousy lately. I have given myself a terrible reputation, without meaning to. It’s not anything like; class whore, or, anything like that. No, no. It’s much worse. I’m a big mouth. I just said a little thing, like, ‘Lumbdy was just dating someone.’ And it got around and now I’m a big mouth aparently. Lumbdy’s mad at me, but it’s not the first time, so whatever. And everything is just .. not going right. I’m feeling a bit lame actually. And I shouldn’t say discluded. but I do. I just don’t want to do anything realls, especially blog. But I haven’t in a while so it is my duty (:)) Word count: 115. Tata. <3

OLDNESS

My computer sucks. There was suddenly no internet for three days, and we had to call a guy and we checked all the plugs and everything. And then my dad does his mysterious father magic and it works. It makes me feel extremely incompetent. So, it’s my grandma’s birthday today! Lucky nimber 64! I can’t believe how old she is! I don’t want to sound rude of disrespectful, but that’s really old! Growing old is a beautiful thing, makes me wonder why people try to cover it up and pretend their 20 when their really 47.  I seriously have nothing else to write … AmberApocolypse and I have been working on our VTN. Just last night we retrieved a file that we lost. It was fun. Tata. <3

HAPPY BIRTHDAY! …. :( ….. :)?

So as you can see I am not very excited for my sister’s sweet sixteen. Not because I am jealous and relatively negative, but because she is set on

<3 Left, Kyra. Middle, Amber. Last, Moi. <3

excluding me in everything she’s done! Like, going to Tim’s with her and Amber and Monica. And then her and Amber and Monica went to Amber’s. It’s not fair, but whatever. If she doesn’t want me there I won’t be there. Her birthday. I will pretend that doesn’t hurt.

Well today was school, and then I got home and watched some t.v and then I talked to Loosy on the phone for a bit. Then I went on the computer and talked to Blondie on FaceBook. Then I went to the library with Loosy and Blondie and then went to Dance class. Dance class was so much fun! We learnt cool moves and stuff and we’re learning our routine for our recital, that’s coming up. I’m kinda nervous for that but also really excited because it’s a big thing and could get my name known! One thing I was totally on end with though was that the classes were paid for by my grandma’s money. I was talking to her and mentioned the classes and she was surprised to hear that because she wanted me to take singing lessons, but she was okay with it. Then I mentioned that my parents were having a tough time paying for it because of my sister’s birthday coming up, and she said she could pay for it. So … I felt really bad for that but I’m not really one to turn away money. It was fun anyways and a really good workout. I’m actually excited for next time! Sorry this post couldn’t be any longer guys! My mums on here and she’ll be home any second. I’ve just been noticing I haven’t been getting as many views, so I would like to say that I will keep on posting daily for your enjoyment. One Mr. C-E convo first. We’re in English and he just walks up to my desk and crouches, and I can totally smell his revolting coffee breath and it seriously makes me so sick I want to barf on his ivory polo.

MOI: Bonjour …

MR. C-E: Oui, umm, est-que tu as de le papier mathe que je suis donne hier? (Translation: Yes, umm, do you have of the math sheet I have given you yesterday?)

Gives him a disgusted look. MOI: Yes-

MR. C-E: Quoi? (Translation: what?) (and I have when he does this when we’re not speaking French but it’s English, so I don’t have to!)

Rolls eyes. MOI: Oui. And for your information, Mr.C-E, it’s English. I can speak English in ELA!

MR.C-E: Oui …

MOI: WTF!?!?!

Remember to check my blog tomorrow for my next post! Tata. <3