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Oct. 14th, 2004 10:30 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
klenaAh, 'tis Formal Day ! Or Prom Day for all the American's reading this...which I've just realised is everyone except Donal and Lipstickcat. *Snorts* That amuses me.
Look, it's bloody 10:30! I was meant to be lying in today! But family leaving house + dreams about zombies surrounding my house and looking in my windows don't really allow you to get back to sleep.
*Sniffs* My fingers are cold again. Damn you circulation!!!
The past few days have been surreal. Last night I was in the shower, using a body scrub thing - hadn't even started to wash my hair - when Matt starts shouting at me that Jenni's here. 'Huh?!' So I climb out of the shower, pull a towel around me, open the door and there stands Jenni. So I ended up talking to her, my dad and her mum for 20 minutes before being able to climb back in the shower.
I have the beginnings of bruises on my right arm because Ashley and I started punching each other in study on Tuesday because we were slagging each other off. But I got the bitch back - I gave her a stinger on her thigh and my full handprint remained there for an rather impressive 35 minutes. Brendan and Philip thought this was very funny. So did I. ^_~
Argh. Have to get hair done at 2 and make sure I have all my crap for the formal and lose weight by 5:30. Damnit, how did that happen? Tried on my dress last night and it was tight. Bollocks, bastarding shite.
I feel better now. Why do girls wear high-heels? I can't quite manage walking in them. I'm not the graceful naturally either. Piss ^_^ Me + heels + alcohol = very amusing images, I'd imagine.
Top hat must be taken care off. Better not be stolen tonight. ^_^
Right. Breakfast and green tea. And art. And ZQL post. Hurrah?
Wish me luck and not too many drunken stumblings!
Look, it's bloody 10:30! I was meant to be lying in today! But family leaving house + dreams about zombies surrounding my house and looking in my windows don't really allow you to get back to sleep.
*Sniffs* My fingers are cold again. Damn you circulation!!!
The past few days have been surreal. Last night I was in the shower, using a body scrub thing - hadn't even started to wash my hair - when Matt starts shouting at me that Jenni's here. 'Huh?!' So I climb out of the shower, pull a towel around me, open the door and there stands Jenni. So I ended up talking to her, my dad and her mum for 20 minutes before being able to climb back in the shower.
I have the beginnings of bruises on my right arm because Ashley and I started punching each other in study on Tuesday because we were slagging each other off. But I got the bitch back - I gave her a stinger on her thigh and my full handprint remained there for an rather impressive 35 minutes. Brendan and Philip thought this was very funny. So did I. ^_~
Argh. Have to get hair done at 2 and make sure I have all my crap for the formal and lose weight by 5:30. Damnit, how did that happen? Tried on my dress last night and it was tight. Bollocks, bastarding shite.
I feel better now. Why do girls wear high-heels? I can't quite manage walking in them. I'm not the graceful naturally either. Piss ^_^ Me + heels + alcohol = very amusing images, I'd imagine.
Top hat must be taken care off. Better not be stolen tonight. ^_^
Right. Breakfast and green tea. And art. And ZQL post. Hurrah?
Wish me luck and not too many drunken stumblings!
