Tuesday, September 26, 2006

I’M OFF SCHOOL.

AND I DON’T WANT TO BE.

I WANT DRAMA AND MEDIA AND TO BE WITH MY FRIENDS.

AND ALSO TO LEARN WHAT MY MATHS RESULTS ARE. 

WTF? WTF? WTF?

 

*so very bored*

Abs x 

 

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irrepressible?


 

Miss S and I are in cahoots to bring down the dictators of the world one by one by the might of free speech. In other words, we’re going to set up an Amnesty youth group in school. Because I’m ashamed we haven’t got one already.

Amnesty is one of two charities I send money to. The other is the Whales and Dolphins Conservation Society, cause I adopted Whisky the dolphin when I was 9 and GOSH HE’S SO CUTE but I think he’s dead now so never mind. :( Anyway in conclusion Amnesty rules and you should all go and give them money now.

 

- Abs x

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Saturday, September 23, 2006

YES!

He’s WALKING. He’s COHERENT. Thank fuck.

(Yes, the above link is to The Sun. Don’t care. Made me cry.) The Hamster’s going to be alright! YAHOO! *jumps for joy*

 

HE’S OKAY!

 

Abs x 

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Wednesday, September 20, 2006

Not the Hamster!

Seriously. As someone put it, “Why is it only celebrities I like who are horrifically injured?!” I mean, even if he survives, (and he BETTER do, or I’ll cry) there might be injuries or brain damage or something. We need more information now. He can’t be that bad, right? RIGHT?

I like Hammond. He’s amazing. He’s witty and short and generally he’s in good stuff.

 

NO DYING, HAMMOND. FOR REALS. Y’HEAR?!

 

Anyone religious enough to pray out there?

Abs x 

 

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Thursday, September 14, 2006

Lobsters? Puppies? What are you talking about?

I, of course, need something to blog about. I will try my best to upload a good blog entry tonight. For this, I shall merely say…

 

 

SOOOOPPPPHIEEEEEEE. THE LOBSTERS ARE BECOMING IRRITATING. Email me NOW, please.

JIIIIMMY. THAT GUY WHO SITS NEAR THE PUPPY, CAN WE KICK HIM INSTEAD, PLEASE? Also, do you need my chem to look over?

LOOO- hell to that, Loup? Good luck.

 

I send you all my LOVE.
 

Because, frankly, you deserve it.

- Abs x

 

EDIT: That’s everyone, yeah? Not just the ones specifically mentioned.

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Saturday, September 9, 2006

!

I have converted Jim to blog.com!

 

http://easilyamused.blog.com, for Muse related ramblings and the life of one of my best friends! Hooray!

 

Today was good. Made a campfire and tackled friends, etc. Good fun.

 

Yeah.

Abs x

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Friday, September 8, 2006

I’m on another planet with you…

WHY has no-one made one of those YouTube things to this song for the Doctor? It is PERFECT in almost every way and if I had the clips, the time, the patience or the skill I would do so.

Always flirt with death
I could kill but I don’t care about it
I can face your threats
Stand up tall and scream and shout about it


I think I’m on another world with you, with you.
I’m on another planet with you, with you.


You always get under my skin
I don’t find it irritating
You always play to win
I don’t need rehabilitating

Another girl, another planet
Another girl, another planet

Space travel’s in my blood
And there ain’t nothing I can do about it

Long journeys wear me out but
Oh no, I can’t live without it

I think I’m on another world with you
I’m on another planet with you


Another girl is loving you now

Another planet is holding you down

Another planet

 

SERIOUSLY SOMEONE EITHER SEND ME CLIPS OR DO THIS. I HAVE THE ENTIRE VIDEO CREATED IN MY BRAIN AND IT’S SOOOO GOOD.

Abs x

(THE GAME FTW.)

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Monday, September 4, 2006

RIP Crocodile Hunter.

Oh yes. You heard it right.

 

STEVE IRWIN IS DEAD.

 

it is the saddest thing ever, because he was clearly immortal and sold his soul to some deity in order to gain immortality. That sting ray had no respect for god or man, and will be punished

RIP, Steve Irwin. There will be a one minute silence at noon tomorrow, followed by a solemn sticking-of-heads-into-crocodiles.

The chants are as follows:

“Blimey Mate,
What A Beauty,
That’s A Really Big Croc,
Oh, Crikey,
It Has My Head,
Blimey,
I’m Alright,
Mate.
Blimey.”

 

*WAILS LOUDLY AND SOBS HYSTERICALLY INTO A TISSUE* 

 

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