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Tuesday, 13 December 2011

POTATOES

that is all I have to say to you..........
except da fact Holly is "going out" with Alex.... :D
I know right..... Hilarious.....












CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
SMILES!!!!!!





Fraid theres gonna be lots o' pics

















































Lols




Vitaxx




Tuesday, 22 November 2011

God I'm depressed

I should probably have put the title as something like R.I.P Gina or something like that but I'm just to dam feeling awful to write anything like that. My gerbil died to day, her name was Gina and she was the joint best Gerbil ever. I don't know what killed her, my dad just pointed out she wasn't well and within 15mins she had a jumping fit, bitten me then died. I'm hopelessly crying right now, not even trying to be tough. And I feel sorry for her sis who has now got know one to groom her or play fight or do gerbil stuff with. Ans seeing as gina was the sort of leader I don't know how coco will cope. Uh but the worst thing is thatgerbils are supposed to live atleast 4 year years and Gina was only 2. *sniff* I need people to comfort me, I am now at the stage of blaming myself even though I know it wasn't my fault. I will put some photo's of Gina now. You look at then while a curl into a ball of self dispair.









*sniff*
On another note happy b-day Holly. But I'm afraid I now know it as Gina's deathday so don't be offend if I cry everytime you mention ur b-day.

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 |    R.I.P   |
                                                                              |   Gina     |
                                                                              |Loved by all |
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Thursday, 17 November 2011

Even more slightly confufling story. :D

Dum dum dum........ New story, I have no idea where I got it from.... and no idea where its going... anyway I hope we are all well..... good good, I told you fred you should go and see a doctor about that..... no it is NOT normal to have purple smoke rings drifting out of your head then tap dacing on your head, like I said go see doctor. Right anyway goood POTATOES!!!

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Monday mornings. Everyone hates them. Many famous, inspirational people have hated them to, such as Garfield… and…. Hmmm…. Shakespeare? No?  I’ll come back to you on that one.  But anyway, adults always criticize others getting up skills especially if they(the adults) have had years of experience of which leads to incontinence, I mean incompetence and they forget how hard it is to get up especially when you’re 12 and watched too much TV last night and have to go to school the next day. It’s even harder when it’s the end of the summer holidays and your bed has just had an extra comfy mattress installed which even gives little massages when it thinks you feel tense. It’s a well-known fact that beds are most comfy between the times of 6:30am – 8:00am (or after a tiring walk which you mum made you go on) Your probably thinking “6:30am-8:00am why on earth is it that time?” well I’ll tell you, it’s because that’s the average time people get out of bed and then get back in them, stupid, and 3 year old could of worked that out. Tut tut. 
And Steph was exactly like the description which I have just written so finely down (except she wasn’t Garfield/Shakespeare and doesn’t have a massaging bed) but sadly, her parents weren’t very nice people, by that I mean they were perfectly decent people to everyone else, and to Steph but through Steph’s eyes they were the most awful thing that had ever been and had many times had arguments in which she had commented that they were in league with certain historic figures such as Hitler, Starling and Tony Blair. Steph was also quite the politician who went against whoever and whatever her parents supported and Steph would also do a lot of research on the party/person that her parents were going to vote for and then have a massive argument about why the shouldn’t vote for them and she would always win. But then when they chose someone different the whole progress would start all over again until the poles had closed. This way Steph’s parents would hardly ever get to vote which made Steph’s face light up every time they failed to reach the town hall in time. And if they managed to there on time (by a few minutes or so) Steph would always have some devious plan to which mainly always consisted of her taking their identification or if all else failed, Steph would shout out what the voting slip said or make a comment on their choice such as “OH   DAD, WHY DID YOU VOTE TORY…….. AGAIN!!!! IF I WAS YOU I WOULD GO GREEN! MUCH MORE OF A HEALTHY CHOICE, DID YOU KNOW…..”Etc. etc.  She would keep going on about whichever party she favoured until her parents looked like they were going to explode with embarrassment. Luckily for the parents, Steph had got herself banned from many voting stations so had to stay at home in a strop until her parents, deep in conversation about who they voted for. Steph would then pounce as she recited a list of facts about all the parties and why she thought she should make her own party and then children would run the world and adults would be reduced to only doing the boring stuff and be paid with dollops of melted sugar which was actually quite a fair argument. This went on for quite a while until it got too much for Steph’s parents and she was sent to bed. On the way up the stairs she muttered something about when she runs the world, there will be a law that states that if you even consider to a child that they should go to bed let alone send them to bed you will be punished by being beaten by teddy bears for12 hours straight and if you are still alive by then you will be sent to bed. That to was also a reasonable argument.
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iT WouLD bE NicE Of yOu tO ComMEnT bUT YOu doN't hAVe To.

vItAXxXXxxxx

Friday, 11 November 2011

QUEEN!

WOW guess what......... I met the queen to day...... well when I say that I mean that I saw her. She came to visit the Turner Centre (local art gallery) They have an AMAZING car. A Bentley I do believe.  they drove right past me..... and then once again about 2hours later.
It was bloody freezing and my hands when completely white (I'm quite tanned) but it was worth it... I got to miss school, see the queen (and Philip) and get a fun flag to wave.
Here's some pics.







The queen...... In Margate...... *faint*

AND I'M ON TV!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOTTTTT

Sunday, 6 November 2011

Ta da (bet you wont click on this)

Well you'll never guess what.......... Ok you probably would but oh well. I now have 20 followers!!!
:D also as a bonus 112 countries have looked at my blog!!!!!!! I know right!!!!!!!
Well yeah I'm also really pleased because I have managed to upload a video to you tube!!!! Yeah I know all you computer bods (defiantly not you oz) think that's nothing your probably say "oh a video to you tube that's nothing, I hacked a secret government website and now terrorists know all about you" bla bla bla......... At least I happy aand haven't caused the death of people. All my video could to is make people happy.......... (It's of
my gerbils) It was supposed to have music but you tube said it was copy righted, so bluh them.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xh8cmqs3LVs&feature=channel_video_title

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xh8cmqs3LVs&feature=channel_video_title

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xh8cmqs3LVs&feature=channel_video_title

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xh8cmqs3LVs&feature=channel_video_title


video
yeah...... that's the video but it would be nice if you actually looked at it on you tube and left a comment or liked it or something. See y'all soon

Vitaxx

p.s. you  might have to wait a bit for the video to load/

Sunday, 30 October 2011

New Story.

Well..... How are we all? ......... gdgd..... good to see you got that wonky eye checked out..... just kidding        *awkward* so this is my new story, just the beginning of it but you know, there will be more (if I can be bothered)
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There once was a room. And in this room was a chair. And on this chair sat a girl, around the age of 7. Her arms were tied behind her back and a rope coiled round her and the chair. There was no TV, no music, no games, just walls and a 4 foot thick steel door. The girl was looking down. No sound was coming from her, no tears fell. There was no sign of boredom or in fact any emotions. You would of thought she was dead if it was for her torso moving as she breathed.

The door opened. Well it sort of juddered open. The girl looked up. If you had felt any sympathy for this girl it would all disappear when you looked into her eyes. Old eyes. Eyes that have seen too much. Eyes that haunt your nightmares. The rest of her face was distorted as well. Apart from the cute pigtails there was nothing comforting about her. A giant scar ran across her face, cutting through her lips giving her a scary look. As the door “opened” a man stepped in. A tall, bulky, typical American general. Two guards followed behind him, both with typical American guns, pointed straight ahead. They looked nervous; the general on the other hand was completely calm. He knew what he was doing, what he was dealing with. He knew to be careful.

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soooooo what ya think?????? golly johny thats rude, **** to u to.

Thats all folks and remember to set back the clocks and eat plenty of chocolate and scare loads of old people out of their money/sweets on Halloween!!

and I leave u with the happy note of....... *drumrole*
POTATOES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Vitaxxx

Friday, 21 October 2011

Heaven/Holidays

Right.... Heaven is "Tossing an Ewok in to a lake of liquid methane, on Saturn's moon Titan"
LOL!!!






on another subject..... Monty Python amazing!!!!!!!! Especially Life of Brian!!!!! WATCH!




and another subject.....







YEAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SOOO HAPPPYYY!!!! NO MORE SCHOOL 4 A WEEK!!!!!
:)

lol. Obviously it's the "halloween holidays" but still funny as.




HA LOL. I hope that happens to someone and I get it on video.......

HEE HEE















POTATOES!!!!!!!*



Vita xx


*and waffles just that special Ozzy.

Friday, 14 October 2011

Vita

Hilarious *wierd Jim carry laugh*

oh so whats funny hmmmm....... well I'll tell you..... come closer.... closer..... closer... you wanna know whats hilarious.. YOUR FACE!!!! lol.....
sorry...... *sits in corner*

lol



Vita.
Just thought you should know this is me!!!! (I don't normally dress like that but it was my cousins wedding(and my hairs not naturally curly))

Aren't I fit as.

Vitaxx

Tuesday, 11 October 2011

Skulduggery Pleasant Competition!

Right..... everyone around the world who is amazing/awesome/cool/clever/funny/good sense of humor/brilliant/fantastic etc etc will look at this link
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here it is again

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AND AGAIN!!!!
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thank you



p.s amazing cover!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Jacket

Monday, 3 October 2011

ADICTED (to doodle jump)

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HELP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I can't stop playing doodle jump!!!
!!!!!!
I resantly perchased a ipod touch 4gen!!!! :o and I got the doodle jump app!!!!! omg it's adictive!
If you don't know what it is here's a picture



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Also today I forgot about the auditions 4 a school short film so I told them I was ill.......
so if they ask I'm ill........ shhhhhhhhhh........




here's some random pictures!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!













lol!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!




oh one last thing ILOVE all you people from al over the world!!!!!!! :) you guys are A.M.A.Z.I.N.G


Gracias


p.s. does anyone know where Trinidad and Tobago is because thats just come up on my stats and I have no clue

Monday, 26 September 2011

Decided to put all the story on one post!!!!!!

I have decided to put all of the story on one post and keep adding to it when it feels right. This will make it easier to read but a little more tiring to read... :o
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“I swear on my life that I didn’t do it” said the man with the gun, standing beside the man lying on the ground with a bullet hole in his head, who was obviously dead. The man with the gun knew it was a bad idea to swear on your life (he had learnt that from past experiences). You should never swear on your own life. It’s OK to swear on, for example, you’re least favourite aunties’ life because you don’t really care about her. But on your own life which you do care about, is always a bad idea especially if the thing you’re swearing your life on is a bad idea to swear your life on. If for instance, you swore on your life that one day you would repay your best mates fiver. That’s OK. But swearing on your life that you didn’t kill someone when you did is a bad idea and well to be honest, killing someone is a bad idea, but if you ever do kill someone I would advise that you don’t swear on your life that you didn’t kill this certain somebody. This might be getting a little confusing so I think we should get on with the story.

Excuse me for a moment but I think I need to sit down for a little bit, that was all quite overwhelming….. Right, where was I? Oh yes, on with the story.

It all started many years ago in a galaxy far fa……… oh right the other story... gotcha. Well this story starts a few years ago when a man, named Steve, tripped over. Well I know what you’re thinking… oh he tripped over, very exciting, I think I’m going to have a heart attack* from the immense tension, but you see the problem was that he hadn’t just tripped over his feet, he had tripped over a person. Now you’re thinking, why is Steve going around tripping over people, and I’ll tell you, he hadn’t seen this person due to the fact this person was lying on the floor looking hopeless and not moving. So Steve decided to step over him, and well the person moved therefore Steve tripped over (the person). I am now going to continue this sorry in another tense than this one (I seem to have forgotten all the English lessons)

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Steve rubbed his head while thinking about the person who tripped him over. This was a very odd thing because Steve didn’t “do” multitasking even in the simplest forms (which is why he is always late but that doesn’t really matter). He turned to face the person who had now sat up and seemed to be looking around bewildered but not paying any attention to Steve. Steve was the sort of person who liked attention so was quite annoyed by this fact but more annoyed that man was not apologising. Steve coughed a light “excuse me, look at me, I’m over here” cough which was returned by silence. Oh how Steve hated silence almost as much as he hated Justin Bieber, rap, Brussels sprouts and walking. He mainly hated awkward silences in which he would normally panic and stick out his fist and shout “AWKWARD ROCK” which was often greeted by odd looks and people shuffling quickly away. But silence was bad enough so he stood up and started to walk away. He heard a murmur behind him and stopped, then turned around to face the person. The persons face looked distorted as if he was trying to say something and soon he spoke.

“HEY, don’t I know you?” The person spat as if he it was the first time he’d spoke in months.

“Ummmm……..” Was all Steve could say. He was shocked by the fact that the person had talked let alone said something like that! After all Steve had never been to Liverpool before.

“Hey” the person said a little less raspy this time “I know you”

“I really think you don’t” Steve hurried out of his mouth while planning his escape. The man looked dangerous. (Although Steve didn’t realise it but this was quite remarkable, two bits of multitasking within a minute).

“Wait….. You’re the guy who ran away with my ex-wife” The person said with sudden realisation. His head turned to glare at Steve. Steve, who was completely innocent, began stutter some words treading carefully backwards as the person stood up moved slowly towards Steve who by then had never been so worried in his life (except for the time he had accidentally put too much sugar in his boss’s tea and the boss had, had a hissy fit and started screaming)

“Um… I don’t recall running away with anyone’s wife” Steve nervously chuckled trying to put some light on the situation. It only made it worse.

“Don’t you try and laugh it all away” the person threatened “I’m deadly serious, and I can prove it to you” The man reached to a bag on the grown (which Steve hadn’t noticed before) and pulled out a gun. It wasn’t a very special gun but it was a gun all the same.

“Err…… yes….um….. Deadly serious” Steve was VERY nervous by now “but I do believe there has been some… well…. Misunderstanding…”

“Misunderstanding… BAH! I know who you are, your Steve Johnson, the guy who ran away with my wife, I mean ex-wife. Well I will never forget your name Steve Johnson”

“Well, actually my names Steve Thompson…”

“Meh…. Same thing”

“But you just said you would never forget the name”

“And I won’t, Steve Thompson, see I remembered”
“But you didn’t remember before”

“So you’re saying you admit to running away with my wife”

“What? No…. I mean….. Huh”

“I knew it” The person said completely ignoring Steve. “Now give me my wife back” He said raising the gun “or you’ll pay”

“Ah”

“What you’re saying you can’t give her back ‘cause then your defiantly gonna pay”

He raised the gun and pulled the trigger. Oddly, Steve had the song “Russian Roulette” By Rhianna in his head. The bit that stuck out the most was “so just pull the trigger”. Steve was desperately trying to get that thought out of his head. He did NOT want that the happen but sadly, I did.

There was a loud bang and the person released the trigger. At that moment in time Steve was thinking about how this was remarkably like an action film…. Although he didn’t feel like it was. When he heard the shot Steve thought that he saw his life flash before his eyes but he didn’t, it was actually the movie he watched last night. Then Steve thought he felt a sharp pain in his chest…. But well…

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH DAMMITTT STUPID BLANKS I SWEAR ON MY LIFE THAT I PUT BULLETS IN THE GUN AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH” The person screamed in anger. There is another semi-classic example of the phrase “I swear on my life” advisable not to say it, I inform you once again and most likely not for the last time!  

Steve looked down at where his had clutched his chest but felt no pain and gasped; the person had only fired blanks. Steve could jump for joy but, boys being boys, decided to try and stay “cool”. So far he wasn’t doing too well in that factor.

“Um… excuse me…” Steve was trying to think of a name to call the person. Seeing as he had a gun he settled on “Sir. I think there’s been a mistake…. Sir.  I’ve never run away with anyone’s wife let alone yours”

The person was not paying any attention to Steve. He was only interested in shouting insults at his gun.

“Excuse me Sir…. Umm… Sir” Steve sighed. Some more multi-tasking was going on inside his head, he was having a debate with himself wherever he should leg it out the alley or stay and see what happens. The majority voted to “leg it” but a tiny, tiny long forgotten part of his brain, the “adventure” part of his brain, voted to stay. The rest of the brain wasn’t happy about this.

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WOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH THAAATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTSSSS A LOOOOTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT OF WRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITINGGGGGG!!!!!!
Vita xx

Saturday, 24 September 2011

LOL More Amazingly Funny and Witty and All Things good Story!!!!

You loved my over bits of story and you'll love this!!!!!!!! Please comment on wether you think it's good or not.... Thxs so much!!!! Oh also I know some other people who haven't comment or followed my blog have read this cause someone not naming names *coughcatcough* Used the least favourite auntie joke. That's fine and all but I must warn you that all my work is copy righted and you have 1 strike until I do something *evilglare*
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“What you’re saying you can’t give her back ‘cause then your defiantly gonna pay”

He raised the gun and pulled the trigger. Oddly, Steve had the song “Russian Roulette” By Rhianna in his head. The bit that stuck out the most was “so just pull the trigger”. Steve was desperately trying to get that thought out of his head. He did NOT want that the happen but sadly, I did.

There was a loud bang and the person released the trigger. At that moment in time Steve was thinking about how this was remarkably like an action film…. Although he didn’t feel like it was. When he heard the shot Steve thought that he saw his life flash before his eyes but he didn’t, it was actually the movie he watched last night. Then Steve thought he felt a sharp pain in his chest…. But well…

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH DAMMITTT STUPID BLANKS I SWEAR ON MY LIFE THAT I PUT BULLETS IN THE GUN AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH” The person screamed in anger. There is another semi-classic example of the phrase “I swear on my life” advisable not to say it, I inform you once again and most likely not for the last time!  

Steve looked down at where his had clutched his chest but felt no pain and gasped; the person had only fired blanks. Steve could jump for joy but, boys being boys, decided to try and stay “cool”. So far he wasn’t doing too well in that factor.

“Um… excuse me…” Steve was trying to think of a name to call the person. Seeing as he had a gun he settled on “Sir. I think there’s been a mistake…. Sir.  I’ve never run away with anyone’s wife let alone yours”

The person was not paying any attention to Steve. He was only interested in shouting insults at his gun.

“Excuse me Sir…. Umm… Sir” Steve sighed. Some more multi-tasking was going on inside his head, he was having a debate with himself wherever he should leg it out the alley or stay and see what happens. The majority voted to “leg it” but a tiny, tiny long forgotten part of his brain, the “adventure” part of his brain, voted to stay. The rest of the brain wasn’t happy about this.
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Hee hee I love writing!!!!!
Thxs so much for looking at this and thanks for liking it!!!!!!!!!!!
Vitaxxxx

Saturday, 17 September 2011

Some more of my wonderfull story!!!!! :)

Sooo seeing how much you liked the last story your gonna love this (I hope).
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Steve rubbed his head while thinking about the person who tripped him over. This was a very odd thing because Steve didn’t “do” multitasking even in the simplest forms (which is why he is always late but that doesn’t really matter). He turned to face the person who had now sat up and seemed to be looking around bewildered but not paying any attention to Steve. Steve was the sort of person who liked attention so was quite annoyed by this fact but more annoyed that man was not apologising. Steve coughed a light “excuse me, look at me, I’m over here” cough which was returned by silence. Oh how Steve hated silence almost as much as he hated Justin Beiber, rap, Brussels sprouts and walking. He mainly hated awkward silences in which he would normally panic and stick out his fist and shout “AWKWARD ROCK” which was often greeted by odd looks and people shuffling quickly away. But silence was bad enough so he stood up and started to walk away. He heard a murmur behind him and stopped, then turned around to face the person. The persons face looked distorted as if he was trying to say something and soon he spoke.


“HEY, don’t I know you?” The person spat as if he it was the first time he’d spoke in months.


“Ummmm……..” Was all Steve could say. He was shocked by the fact that the person had talked let alone said something like that! After all Steve had never been to Liverpool before.


“Hey” the person said a little less raspy this time “I know you”


“I really think you don’t” Steve hurried out of his mouth while planning his escape. The man looked dangerous. (Although Steve didn’t realise it but this was quite remarkable, two bits of multitasking within a minute).


“Wait….. You’re the guy who ran away with my ex-wife” The person said with sudden realisation. His head turned to glare at Steve. Steve, who was completely innocent, began stutter some words treading carefully backwards as the person stood up moved slowly towards Steve who by then had never been so worried in his life (except for the time he had accidentally put too much sugar in his boss’s tea and the boss had, had a hissy fit and started screaming)


“Um… I don’t recall running away with anyone’s wife” Steve nervously chuckled trying to put some light on the situation. It only made it worse.


“Don’t you try and laugh it all away” the person threatened “I’m deadly serious, and I can prove it to you” The man reached to a bag on the grown (which Steve hadn’t noticed before) and pulled out a gun. It wasn’t a very special gun but it was a gun all the same.


“Err…… yes….um….. Deadly serious” Steve was VERY nervous by now “but I do believe there has been some… well…. Misunderstanding…”


“Misunderstanding… BAH! I know who you are, your Steve Johnson, the guy who ran away with my wife, I mean ex-wife. Well I will never forget your name Steve Johnson”


“Well, actually my names Steve Thompson…”


“Meh…. Same thing”


“But you just said you would never forget the name”


“And I won’t, Steve Thompson, see I remembered”
“But you didn’t remember before”


“So you’re saying you admit to running away with my wife”


“What? No…. I mean….. Huh”


“I knew it” The person said completely ignoring Steve. “Now give me my wife back” He said raising the gun “or you’ll pay”


“Ah”
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So amazing huh?????????
I'm just waiting for the right moment to include someone (not naming names *coughrosecough*) who thought it would be clever to use my name in a story she wrote which portrays me as a ugly person who she didn't like...... anyway that doesn't matter 'cause me story's amazing and funny and I am atually quite pretty (look at last post) and  I do not use idealised visions of myself in my story's because I have grown up from that sh*t and have moved onto slightly more mature writing...... sorry just had to let that out... don't pay any attention to it unless you care... which you probably don't but I understand!
Thanks for reading... hope you like it.


p.s 1000 VIEWS WOW YOU GUYS ARE AMAZING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT AND YOUR FROM ALL OVER THE WORLD WHICH IS EVEN MORE AMAZING!!!!!!!! :)))
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
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Friday, 16 September 2011

hmmmmmmmmmmmmm..........................

BORRREEEEDDDD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! hmmmm..... well I could go on 'bout how I got rejected but I won't so here's a picture of when me and my friends met Derek Landy the greatest guy ever (except for Bob. Bobs cool) anyway DErek gave me a hug!!!!! hee hee lol!! I had amazing socks on!
I'm the one on Dereks right, 1st one in!!!! (he liked me da most)




Also guess what this is....
A bit obvious but I've been fidlerling with my laptop and found out I can do many a creative thing!!!!  hee hee

Sunday, 11 September 2011

Intro of story I have been writting for quite a while!

Think Whatever you want to think about it (as long as it's good thinking!)
I wrote this while I was mainly half asleep so sorry for da spelling mistakes and all that.... :)
(it doesnt really have a title yet..... possibly "I Swear"......lol
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“I swear on my life that I didn’t do it” said the man with the gun, standing beside the man lying on the ground with a bullet hole in his head, who was obviously dead. The man with the gun knew it was a bad idea to swear on your life (he had learnt that from past experiences). You should never swear on your own life. It’s ok to swear on, for example, you’re least favourite aunties’ life because you don’t really care about her. But on your own life which you do care about, is always a bad idea especially if the thing you’re swearing your life on is a bad idea to swear your life on. If for instance, you swore on your life that one day you would repay your best mates fiver. That’s ok. But swearing on your life that you didn’t kill someone when you did is a bad idea and well to be honest, killing someone is a bad idea, but if you ever do kill someone I would advise that you don’t swear on your life that you didn’t kill this certain somebody. This might be getting a little confusing so I think we should get on with the story.

Excuse me for a moment but I think I need to sit down for a little bit, that was all quite overwhelming….. Right, where was I? Oh yes, on with the story.
It all started many years ago in a galaxy far fa……… oh right the other story... gottcha. Well this story starts a few years ago when a man, named Steve, tripped over. Well I know what you’re thinking… oh he tripped over, very exciting, I think I’m going to have a heart attack* from the immense tension, but you see the problem was that he hadn’t just tripped over his feet, he had tripped over a person. Now you’re thinking, why is Steve going around tripping over people, and I’ll tell you, he hadn’t seen this person due to the fact this person was lying on the floor looking hopeless and not moving. So Steve decided to step over him, and well the person moved therefore Steve tripped over (the person). I am now going to continue this sorry in another tense than this one (I seem to have forgotten al the English lessons)
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So....... whatcha think?????? I got 'bout another 700 words I could put on there but I'll save that for another day!!!!!

Friday, 9 September 2011

*sighs* History Homework so here's some history relaated stuff!!!!!

*yawn* boring history... ohh well here's some funny history stuff insted...
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Slightly offencive.......








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