I just feel like adding awesomeness to this page.

In the form of a few pictures of people i love very much =D

For example....

Most people who read my blog DO NOT KNOW this cool cat =D She is awesomesauce that is so awesome you'd need a whole new sauce bottle to contain it =D

Yeah im in a weird mood. But this girl can cheer me up like anything, i can talk to her about pretty much anything, and she deals with it, keeps my secrets, talks to me, makes me laugh and her confidence is amazing =)
shes the only one of my friend i feel really confident talking about guys to. She is the girl of my friends, and whether she means to or not, she flirts with and gets on with every guy she comes into contact with. She has this amazin ability to fit in anywhere, and i admire her ability to change the subject at the right time =P (Teehee.) The amount of random crap we talk about in Maths....One day, we will actually do the work.

That day is not today.

And it definitly aint gonna be soon =P

Two Words
Maths Baby =D


Talking of Guys im blates puttin this pic up...He wondered if i was in love with Matt cause i had two pics of him on this blog, so he's blates going up here. Im not gonna say much though- cause i could babble on for a loooooooooong time, so i'll stop before i start and i know its safe that way =P
Two words.

LOVE. HIM!




Im not even sure I need to put this girly up here...Its blatently obvious how much i love her, and the crazy times we've had are proof to that =) Escapage much..? =P
She can make me smile even when i want to crawl into a hole and never be seen again. She makes me enjoy school journeys when they used to be my version of hell. And the fact, rereading an old email we sent back and forth a few times, that she can argue with me even in an email.. How i have this much love for her and still be straight is amazing =D



Three words
Super Trooper Baby =D




This pic does two in one...cause im that cool and can do that =D

Sophiee is my babyyyy =D I LOVE HERRRR she can be talked to about many many things and can make me feel better sooo muchhhhhh and and and shes just too cool =D

Two Words
Battlefields baby =D

ELLIE!! OMGOODNESS =D
From 'interesting' fridays, mouth rapage, starbucks, lack of belts, Jesusette, red bull and caffine crashes, to cambridge, cops and robbers, sitting in the middle of the high street, singing as loudly as possible, random sexual activity beneath Roseanna =D....Need i say more?

Three words, very smiliar to other ones...
Super trooper baby =D

Bored. Babbling. Byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee =D

I may as well rant in the next 20minutes about how my friends seem to have something against me...

Theres a girl at our church...or who used to be anyway. I was so damn close to her last year, at soul survivor. Now, she wants nothing to do with me or roseanna because of her new friends.

She ignores us, she wont text back, she barely talks to us on msn, she ditches us whenever she can for her new friends at a different church...

Okay. Our church is bad. It needs alot of work, particularly where the youth are concerned...
But why are we being poked at for that?

She apologised 'if you felt like i was ignoring you' and wanted to meet up. This is fair enough. However I dont want to meet her on my own, because all it leads to is her trying to talk to me constantly about another friend of mine. And as much as i love him and could talk about him, about 3 hours of tryin to change the subject isnt so fun. So i have to wait, happily, until both Roseanna and I are free.

We're busy, thats the problem.

But shes given up.

Its like...I'll ask them to get in their good books...but on the few opportunities to meet that we have, she doesnt want to know.

MPH.

Sadie says shes not worth it. I dont want to believe that, and i wont. I want to be friends with this girl...

But i dont want to feel second best.

Im sick of that.

I dont know what to do about it.

Seeing as im not yet dead, i may as well use the 35 minutes before i can actually start work to annoy everyone else with my ramblings and complaints.

Im doin work experience this week and next, at Cambridge University. To be honest, i knew it was going to be make or break...They invited me here, and Dad takes me in every morning.

I dont usually get on with my Dad, but i think this is the best week we've had, and perhaps the one thing i love w/e for. I get on with him. We havent had any arguments, i havent killed anyone and he's been great.

The other thing i like about being here is the people. Theyre all lovely, and have a great relationship with each other, which thrives on them basically winding each other up at every opportunity. They all click together, and i was worried before i wouldnt be able to talk to them- but they're lovely. Added to the fact they have trouble winding up Dad, he gets all high and mighty, so they like that i can bring him back- always entertaining!!

But what i dont like about being here is the feeling of utter uselessness.
I didnt want to come here. When asked, i said diplomatically "Maybe, the school has a few good placements i'd like to look at first though." But because there wasnt anything that would look good on a CV, i was pushed (not forced, but not able to back out without discomfort) into coming here. The boss of the lab invited me to come.
I wish now that i had done what i wanted to - which is set up a placement in a secondary school, with either PE, English, or History.

because of all the health and safety, the amount of work they have on, and the fact they wont give me demeaning jobs because i'm my dads daughter, i sit and basically do nothing. Occasionally i'll have a minor job to do, eg sorting out the cupboards which have endless unnanmed crap in them. I enjoyed that tbh, my OCD went mad and i managed to order them and make them look all pretty.... But thats about the highlight of the week so far.

Im tired, I'm ill, im also struggling, and i have to sit all day and do nothing.

I cant go and do something, cause im interfereing. I cant read, because then im not working. I cant do nothing, cause then im not working. I just wnat oto go home tbh.

And plus, foreign students dont have work experience in their country. Its really difficult to try to explain to someone who barely speaks english what it is, and they all want to know why someone so young is here.


Oh, and for top notch engineers, they can be a little slow...There are various signs roudn the buidlings saying "Corridor."

Um...

No duh? =P


It sucks a bit cause i know so many of my friends are loving their experience. I just hope real work actually involves work.

But....
The media...?
They said so much about its death!!!

BBC news seems convinced we're all gonna die!!


SURELY they wouldnt lie to me..?

I was planning to write a nice blog post (Thanks by the way helen, it made me grin like a CHESHIRE CATT =D! -thats in capitals cause its cool-) about my experiences on work experience, which i may write later if im NOT ALREADY DEAD!!! -capitals for emphasis that time =P-


So i guess this is my last blog post before Swine Flu becomes an official Pandemic and we all dye agonising deaths because of some annoying pigs in mexico.

Well its been a good-

No wait...It hasnt really been a good life =P I've wanted to die for most of it.

Ummmm....I suppose i'll miss a few people...I wonder if you get day trips from hell to heaven? =D

You think im joking?! We're honestly gonna die!!!!

So yeah. Goodbye, cruel world!

Was fun =D

Went out

into town

Just like a normal wednesday

even though its saturday!!

Got starbucks

AND the new relentless =D

With a beautiful girly =D

Whose top kept falling down ahaaa.

What is it with my friends and me having to censor them..? =P

And there was singing

and sunbathing

and uncomfortable positionness

and stupid things to say! =D

But i love herrrrr

And and and

she is awesomesauce =D

WARNINGGGG RANDOM BABBLES AND COMPLAINTS AHEAD. I do them so well i think =D Almost an art form...babbling and complaining that is =P



I dont quite know what i've done wrong reccently.

Nothing seems to be going to plan at all.

Not only that, im suddenly found myself (I think - well, hope- often accidently) insulted a bit by some of my closest friends =/

"So what insults have you had then..?"
"Oh the usual ones really, ugly, fat, useless..."
"Ugly? Really?"
"Yeah ofcourse."
"Hmm. Well its okay, you're not THAT ugly."

Um...Thanks..?

Friend One..."We're goin on the field...Wanna come..?"
Me..."Oh okay..Where abouts, cause im not gonna come now but i might later..?"
Friend Two... "Oh yeah, like we want you there..."

Yay...Really, thanks....

And just so many other little comments that sting just a little bit.

Its like...One bee sting doesnt hurt that much right? But you get attacked by a swarm of them, and its like, Wait, What?! Ow!!!

I feel really distanced from them to be honest.

I just want to run away for a bit. Clear my head.

Which is ridiculous after two weeks off =P

But still. And now i have two weeks of work experience, with people who arent used to the art of tact...Arrghhhhhh.

I keep going through some of my favourite pictures =) Its really nice just to see a moment in which it was okay =) The pictures are sometimes chaos, i can remember specifically in one of them being ridiculously tired and grumpy..But its a memory =) When i was there with my friends.

Mehh. I guess this post is just random babbles to fill the time while my head calms down a bit...but i wanted to get it out. Sorry =) I'll put a warning at the top =P

Picture just to make me smile =P

It was a random chill out thing at Frankie and Bennies when we were all a bit run down.

After yesterdays 'Hmmmmmmmm' moment =P

Thankies lovelys =D Its awesomesauce of you =D




Im really tempted to start taking more time with my Blog posts, and add pictures =P cause okay, yesterdays were a bit squashed but now they look pretty on my blog =D Teehee. Random excitement.

I have work experience starting Monday. Two weeks with a guy i barely get on with (That would be my Dad). I should be okay. Im in one department and he's in another, but im still worrying about it.

ooooh Food =)

Byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee x

That there is a definite lack of posting reccently.

Im missing the expectancy of seeing Helens name pop up to tell me she's been writing. And the annoyingly short posts of Rachel. Finding out whats going on with Rosenna, or Ellie, or Sophie, or people that i dont know all that well, like Jasper and Jodie.

Ofc its not like theyre not posting =P Its just i have nothing better to do than to complain about it =)


New Paolo Nutini Album coming out =D I cant wait. I love him, his music proper calms me down and i can never remember the songs =P Endless amusement.


Hmmmmmm

Random blogging to fill the void =P And my own lack of blogging.


Oh and i have finally caved and gone onto myspace, purely so i could look at Rhis pics =) DailyBooth is next i think =D




Went to Wimpole Hall for a history trip yesterday!! The actual trip was rubbish, but the laughs i had with Bower and Matt and Rhi were well worth it =D

Picsss =D
ALL THE PICS ARE RHIANNONSSS THEY ARE NOT MIIINEEEEEE SAY YAY TO HER AWESOMENESS =D xxx

Matty is a girl =D



Rhi is just too cool for school



Me and the lovely Mattyyyy



Apparently i had jsut poked him in the eye. I HAVE NO MEMORY OF THIS!!!


Smile all, its not that bad =D xxx

I HATE THE SUN!!

ARGHHHH

I love it really. It just sucks somewhat that i have to cover up.

Anyone says I-told-you-so and theyre in trouble =/

But apart from that its nice to sit outside, or be able to be sent for a run in PD. =)

Saaaaaaaalllgoooooooooooood =)

Mcfly just do the backing.

I challenge you to watch it and not smile or dance or do something positive ;-)

Where im in the middle of who i am, who i could be, and where i want to go.


There is a part of me, who sits at church listening to endless preaching at a brick wall. I dont let it in. It doesnt mean anything to me.

And i know as i sit there, what im doing is rubbish, and i could easily run to the front in front of everyone and just sit infront of the cross and cry.

But i cant bring myself to do it. I wont let me. I refuse.

Because i dont want to put my dependancy on someone else, whether unfailible or not. I dont want to go back to the expectancy of being perfect. Whether they mean to or not, thats what i get when i do so. I cant handle it. I believe in God, but I cant always trust in him. I guess its a design fault.

Im also at the point in which i could easily go back to self harming. Because i've ratialionized it to the point in which i know it makes me feel better, im not going to kill myself so why shouldnt i..?

But then i saw the reaction yesterday to my latest slip up...

I spent an hour in tears.

I dont know if i can handle that....And to be honest, i never want to give Mike a reason to dump me...So as 'bad' as it is, i cant go back to it...

Well i could, but it wouldnt be worth it. Not at all.

So im kind of in the middle. Im not good enough for my friends, i do not deserve the amazing boyfriend that i have, and yet any attempt to lower myself further seems to be prevented.

Hmmm....

I spent three hours today looking up the causes and reasons for s/h so that i can try to work out if theres a way to help, or at least make it better known somehow...

Then i went to see a Zac Effron Movie.


WILL THE SELF HARMING NEVER STOP?!



Teehee =P

Brain.
Overload.
Too.
Many.
Thoughts.
At.
Once.
DAMNED ANGLIA RUSKIN!!!


<3

Kinda funny that three is the number in my post today, but also the number me and Roseanna shout every time we pass a certain house =)

So three of my i-love-you-and-need-you lot are back =D I have the most stunning Roseanna, the lack of talking Mikus, and the little brother Mullinsss =D Woop Woop!

I feel even better already =P

Whats annoying though, is that i miss mike more now because i know hes around and i cant see him.

And my earlier post saying i missed him but was okay without him..?

Lies. I was just being cool =P

bored, babbling, bye =)

Am playing around with blog, so it might look terrible. Alot. But still =)

How do you do the conclusion of to be continued?

OHH!!

And now, for the conclusion of the hurt-ness....

Yeahh so i got a reply.

It was a bit...

Ehhhh.

To be honest.

I knew whatever she wrote I wouldnt be happy with, because she really really annoyed me.

But not once in her email did she apologise and take back what she said.

She apologised for hurting me...(Which was the single sorry in the email)...But she didnt once say she didnt mean what she said, or that...I dunno. I just feel a bit like she went 'Oooh ive been caught. Now how can i make it better but still seem like i'm never wrong..?'

I dont know. I always found her a bit patronising, but its bugged me.

The email matched the length of mine, but basically said very very little.
It explained the situation of what happened after this emotional rollercoaster (Like my attempt to call it something else? Skillzzz =P) but still managed to say not much more than what i'd figured out on my own.

This bit made me laugh.
I think from what you have said that you have behaved in your response to ------- in exactly the way you should have done and you contacted the right people to help him. Much of what you say you are dealing with is more than anyone would expect from a 15 year old. I think we are all maturing all the time and you after all are only 15 and I am still trying to figure out how to help people when they are distressed.

Yeah, in the earlier email she said we were like five year olds. GRRRRRRR*!!!!!!


I dont know what to expect from things at the moment now.

I dont really want to go to ignite...Id much rather spend the time with Michael. Before someone picks up on the whole 'boyfriend over church event/God/Church' thing, im tempted to keep away from church for a while even before this, and at least then i wouldnt be wasting a day.


ARGH.

To confused at what im thinking. I dont know if im blowing it out of proportion or reacting accordingly, but to be completly honest, Im that confused about it, i'm just waiting for one persons opinion on it, because i value her opinions muchly and need herrrrrrrrr.

Grrrrrrrrrrrrr*.




*uff.

Um.

Grrr.

*snore* (NOT REALLY JKS =D)

Arghhhhhhhhhh!

No longer angry. No longer furious. Just hurt.

I was sat with Rach when we were facebooking. She got an email from a leader at our church about the bowling night we had.

It was filled with snide remarks about how myself and my friends dealt with a problem.

In the most basic, no details way of writing, one of our friends put us on a major emotional rollercoaster, and it was the first time we properly saw them since.

The people who knew what was going on wanted to punch him. When one of us needed to go to the bathroom, we ended up staying there, hiding i guess. I refused to let my temper be the better of me, so i stayed there.

Im fifteen. I cant deal with huge emotional stress in the way my youth leader apparently wants me to, because she went on to tell Rachel how immature we were, acted like five year olds, and we were obviously the reason why her daughter didnt want to come when we act like we do.

Firstly, i know her daughter, she's lovely. I dont know her that well, but she's close to some of the other people at bowling, so its more likely she doesnt want to go for other reasons im not going to post on a blog.

Secondly, she had none of the stress from dealing with it, however old she is. She then made no attempt to explain it to us, and had no business saying what she said.

The reason im so annoyed though is probably because though she wasnt my favourite youthleader, she was someone i trusted, and she pretended to understand what we meant when we explained how she felt. She then went behind our backs.

Im sick of the double faces people keep pulling. Im sick of the Church not making any effort to help out when something major happens. Im sick of having to be careful who i talk to.


GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR*!!!!!!!!!

It hurt quite alot more than i thought it would.

So i replied to her email.

I was calm, i explained why i was upset.

And have yet recieved no response.

So.

To be continued....








*Uff

Theres a scene in the musical wicked, which is one of my favourites.

After being tricked by Glinda into wearing a hat that will ruin her already non-existant social life at a dance, Elphaba dances in the way she wants to, pretending nothing is unusual about that at all.
The guy comments on her lack of caring for what people think.

Glinda turns round and says no, of course she cares. She just pretends like she doesnt.

Its the turning point in the musical that Glinda sunddenly feels for Elphaba after all her meanness =P

But i keep thinking about this.

So much of what we see is what we are told to see.

For example, people who are amazingly stunning, jaw-droppingly gorgeous, have said about how little confidence they have. How they hate the way they look.

But i guess I'm the same. Until my reccent burst of confidence, if i could change the way i look, i would have done in an instant. But when people find out i have no confidence, hate who i am, its not what they are used to seeing.

Im 'bubbly' apparently. I have a pretty good front to cover my insecurities, and like i said in my old blog, when i get scared, alot of the time i'll become loud or bouncy. Sometimes its genuine happiness, like sunday at bowling with Ellie and roseanns =D but its also something you wouldnt expect.

Now i was looking at why im like this. My family doesnt have amazing self esteem, my friends are beutiful but dont realise, and bullies allways manage to find insecurities.

But thats on a more personal level. I also want to know why SO MANY people are effected by this.

I havent read the book, i confess, Mirror Mirror is one that Rachel has described to me, so that i know what its about and what it made her think about...

But according to Rachel, this book talks about high confidence, and low confidence, are frowned upon in society and with people.

Too much confidence is arrogance, and therefore not something to encourage. People are so paranoid about appearing arrogant that they talk themselves down.

Then you have low confidence, in which cases you get depression, body dismorphia and other problems that people just dont know how to deal with.

We're told to find an even balance, but its really not that easy.

So we pretend we dont care what people think of us. We pretend to have the confidence to be able to do whatever, hear whatever.

Sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me, right?

Wrong.

Words hurt and stick so much more, because they make you doubt yourself. What you know, what you do, who you are.

What effect does that have on our confidence?

Where should our confiendence be?

Can we get to that?


Bored.. babbling. bye =P xx

As im pretty sure its easy to see from this blog, and from my last, the term LOVE confuses me a heck of alot.

I wrote about, but never published on my old blog about the concept of the different types of Love, and what it meant to different people.

Most of it was my thoughts after watching the Rob Bell DVD, on how the Songs of Solomon contained three different types that out language just doesnt account for, the love of friends, the lust side of love, and the long term commitment type of love.

I think these arent made clear in our society.

For example, how many times have we said "Ohhh i love that *insert random object here*".
Its materialistic love.

And then you have the idea that people arent told theyre loved, and therefore cant comprehend it- but is saying i love you wrong in that sense?

Because it used to be a pet hate of mine, i dont bother with it anymore but i know a friend of mine does, in that people say i love you too much and it really reduces its meaning.

But when we say i love you to a guy of the opposite sex, we say it too quickly now, and it doesnt mean as much as it might have once.

It reminds me of when i was forced to watch an episode of Gossip girl, and the scene is between a couple called Dan and Serena. They sit on a bench and Dan wants to explain to her that he loves her- but as luck would have it (=P) the wind blows her papers off the bench, and a random guy helps them collect them. Serena says thank you, he's a life saver, she loves him...And dan doesnt know what to say, because his explaination of what he wants to say doesnt really measure up after its been used so casually. It means alot to him.

So when i say i love you, i say it with different levels of affection and meaning. But how exactly do you convey that? I mean, i love Roseanna as family, the deepest friendship love i have is for roseanna. I love ellie, and i love sophie, and i love Rachel....

But i also love Michael, and i havent told him what i mean when i say it, because we say it alot, but at first when i said it, i meant it friendship-wise.
but now, i mean it in the full sense of the word, as my boyfriend and someone i dont think i could do without.

But I say i love you to people i dont know that well, so they can see people care for them.


Hmmm =P

Bored. Babbling. Byee =)

I have been thinking.

Terrible right? Hurts way too much =P

I've actually been thinking about quite alot of really quite random things, which is what i will be blogging about quite alot in the future =D

Im not perfect, because really, who is? We strive for this image of perfection and confidence, but we can never really say who or what is perfect, because though overused, beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Im sure there are many people who decided Jesus was wrong and terrible, especially the jewish leaders, and alot of words are used about him, but never perfect. Because perfect in todays world is different.

After watching thirty seconds of a random show i know all the guys watched, it mentioned different role models over the last fifty years or so. Our generations was Katie Price, or Jordan.

I know for a FACT i am not the only one who does not want to be like her, who does not want that type of perfection.

But to be honest, i never said i wanted perfection.

I always said i wanted to be fixed. And maybe that IS what i've become. Ive learnt, maybe not how to deal with my problems, but how to not go to a razor every excuse i can find.

I dont think i look beautiful, and often i will say that i dont look good, i have to disgusting a face, am too skinny, have no boobs and therefore look crap, but i can feel comfortable with me more often than not.

And to be honest, perfection is within people, because i believe perfection is personal, but unobtainable.

My perfection, is not being broken and feeling worth something. I can get to this. It may change in the future, but still. Where is perfection for anyone else?

I feel like i havent written in ages. Not that anyone would notice, cause my blog isnt the most interesting of blogs, but Im writing for my own amusement, and therefore, i shall BLOG.

(Have decided that i like that word, so deal with it =D)

So the holiday has come about =) Two weeks of freedom. Technically I'm on day one, because its my first day off that i wouldnt usually have, but its day three =)

So Roseanna has left today for Chichister, or somewhere that sounds alot like that =) Miss her already, which is weird cause i wouldnt usually miss someone so quickly =) And its not like I'm not going to be texting her...But still. No Roseanna is never a good thing :'(

Sophie has gone to Spain, apn =) But she comes back soon and we're meeting up =) Im going to see a chick Flick. Oh gawwd =/ Ahaa. Should be fun =) Espesh as i think its probably the first out-of-school-and-house gathering we've done =)

And yeahhh, Mikes gone to Austria on the ski trip ='(
I miss him, sure as, but im actually liking a little time just meee =) I have a select few of my uber-closeys still around, so i've just chilled =) And i have plans to chill. Ive partially sorted out my head already, im hoping it will stay sorted =D Well. Until He's back. When i shall steal him =D

Love this song =D Recommended massivly, im thinking its my tuneage of this hol =D
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nMgaoIgM0PU

Ohhh managed to get rid of all my old books =D Amazingly theraputic. Everything sorted and away, and i have abit more space for everything =P I have filled three bookshelves with the stuff im keeping though, but not the point =D

Going for food. Madly in love with everyone =D xxxxxx

Honestly =D

Guys, stop worrying =P

Tis all gooooooood =)

Just a quick reasoning...

I want my blog to be as open as is possible, as honest as able and i promised myself i'd never delete a post.

It came to light that some adults were reading it that were prone to telling my parents.

I want it to be open, but the rule is, it stays hidden =P

Love you all x

Random memories that keep coming back to me =D

Its great, like Jasper was saying, for the Nostalgia, like listening to the Spice Girls, its a part of the past thats now just past.

I miss my closeness with some of my friends from last year, the guys in particular. Theyve changed so much, and so have I, but i miss when it was us lot every break and lunch =)

I miss the battlefields trip. I miss the whole weekend of laughing, forgetting the problems back at home.

Im trying to be happy now =D Im the happiest i've been in the last five years or so, which is boys fault =P (Rachels name for him, not mine =P) but im also a bit confused at why my head still wants me to do things...If i cant hurt, then i dont want to eat for a while...if i dont eat i feel guilty...so i eat or harm and feel even more guilty.
Im not anorexic or anything like that, i just dont eat until i feel the pain, then i can eat.
Its wierd the way my head works.

Ahhaaa even science i miss. Sitting with Sammy, or sitting with the guys. It was all fun, all so carefree =P

Bored. Babbling. Bye.

I realised earlier, that i know some of the strongest, most amazing people you could ever wish to meet.

And whether I'm close to them or not, it doesnt even matter.

For example, look at Roseanna. She's had so much trouble in her life, is fighting so many battles but still...She stands proud, she looks out for those who she cares about and will defend them at any cost. She puts everyone before herself, and is so honest to so many people. She is the glittery shiny highly sought after bow-y ribbon-y stuff that only special people get if they're very very lucky.

Another one? Okay, look at Rachel. Her childhood was terrible, so many things she shouldn't have had to deal with...And yet she does. She looks out for other people now, she saves people, helps people. She struggles, but she lives on.

Not difficult to mention Laura in here. I have never met someone that i can say fully shows Love. But that is Laura. She is love. She just has to smile, even through the crap she deals with back at home, even though i want to run all the way to the small town she lives in that id never heard of to find her and save her, she's a beautiful, amazing girl. Shes someone i dont have to Lie around, someone i can try to help and feel such a love for her =) She keeps on goin long after i would have become too scared. I am in awe of her to be honest, shes an inspiration.

Toddy goes up here as well, despite the fact i dont know him well, he died for petes sake, but he turned his life around completly in the name of God. His testimony is amazing.

Even Emily, despite the fact I'm not close to her, her impact on our church was amazing, she loved and loved and saved. I thank her for everything, even though her impact wasnt on my life.

I could EASILY babble on and on and on about people who i am proud to know, but im gonna stop now =)

Bored, babbling, bye =)

Check out the Afters, i am in love with their album =D

Theres some amazing songs on the album, and tacky as it is, Myspace Girl is blates my favourite =P Makes me smile every time.


Grr for the crappyness of youtube reccently =( They've pulled out of some random contract so now music isnt allowed on the site. GRR!!!

Done with the randomness =) Loveage always =P