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( 10:44 pm )

No more bets please...

This weekend has been rather bumpy. On Saturday my room was turned upside down so that my dad could fit a new posh networking socket behind my desk. And because my desk is full of shit... shit which happens to be heavy, it needed clearing in order for it to be moved. In the process I managed to Drop my £500 monitor on the floor. It cracked.... I cracked. Lets just say that my breakdown happened.... Or at least it was close to one. I screamed, I cried, I couldn't breathe, and I was like that for a few hours. Luckily the monitor still works, it just looks rather unique now :p

I woke up today and more or less walked straight out of the door to go to my aunty's for the day. I helped my cousin with a lot of his games workshop figures (painting them up and sticking fake grass effect to their bases). That was quite enjoyable.

I'm only in uni for an hour tomorrow. 3 - 4... Pointless really. But I need to pick up the notes and listen to the abominable snowman (that's what I call him because he has thick fluffy white hair) harp on about SQL.

( 1:16 am )

Ever been too tired to go to bed? I just cannot be arsed to get up and tuck myself into my warm cosey bed, despite being extremely shattered. Instead I just sit staring at a computer screen, completely bored outta my skull. I am chatting with one person, he's called Dave. I met him through a friend at uni... Well when I say met, I mean over the net... I'v not actually spoken to him in person. Although I have walked past him a couple of time and not had enough courage to go up to him and say hello. That's a shame really, because he seems really nice and I would probably get on really well with him.

This is my third entry, yet I still haven't told anybody about my blog. So technically I'm talking to myself... which is quite worrying. I don't really have any one to tell at the moment. No one is online. Except Gav... but we haven't spoken much lately (I'm not going to go into that). I don't know if I'm comfortable with people reading my thoughts and feelings, so it might take a me a few days to ponder the issue before I decide whether or not to inform people of its existence. But until then I will carry on talking to myself about more nonsense gibberish :)

Night Beck

( 2:40 pm )

Fridays are just like me; Fantastic! Ok, maybe not :p. The fact that I can stay in bed till wheneva is loverly (cept when I'm woken by my dads loud music). But then as soon as its 2pm I get a little bored and glum, which would explain why I'm sat here writing this. I don't have anything particularly important or exciting to say, I'm just saying anything for the fun of it :p
'Why is it dull after 2pm?' I hear you cry. Well that would be the fact that neighbours is over and there's nothing on the telly for the rest of the daytime. Steph and Max are all lovey again, and Izzy is being a conniving little bitch. Its great stuff! :D

This weekend was suppose to be full of fun and laughs, but as I expected, all those plans were put on hold till the new year. So as you would expect I'm sitting and moping round the house in a big sulk. I might have to paint something to stop myself going insane... Something dark and depressing I think, to match my beautiful mood :D

This blog nonsense is really annoying me actually. I cant work out half of the code used in the Template section and last night I felt quite murderous for it. I also need to know how to put those lovely comment boxes in that everyone else seems to use. All the help sections are hopeless and I'll probably end u scrapping the whole thing in under a week.
I'm currently taking bets on two counts:

1. How long this blog thing will last b4 I start letting is go old and dusty
2. How long until I have a stress related breakdown

Place your bets.....NOW!

( 11:12 pm )

I'm going to start off with a little introduction about myself. I don't really need one, because everyone knows who I am *waves at everyone*, but everything needs structure.
My name is Emily, I am 19 years old, I'm sad, I live in Sheffield and my main reason for having a blog is Cappsy's nagging ;)
So if you all feel like being suicidal, then please do read on...

I seem to be a troubled lass just lately, don't ask me why because I wouldn't be able to tell you. Small matters bring me down and people seem to be pissing me off even more than usual, including some of my close friends. I don't know how there pissing me off, I just always walk away from convos, and even other people's blogs feeling like killing somebody (don't worry, I wont :P).
One example of my moods would be when I walk into a room where my mum is. She tells me to pull my trousers up because by belly is sticking out, I scream a bit and shed a few tears, then walk out. Mind you, that hasn't happened since my dad told her to leave me alone for once.

Something a little more happy happy now... I had two networking tests during the day, and despite not revising at all I still managed to get 62% and 87.5%. I was well chuffed with that. Then my life went downhill again when I had to walk to the bus stop in my damn heels (dunno why I put them on), only for the bus not to turn up. So then I decided I was about to burst and took the opportunity to go the toilets... More uphillness, more walking, more damn cobble stones. I get there and wooooo, the toilets are closed for cleaning *grumbles a bit*. So then I walked back down the hill, back over the cobble stones and all the way to the trams so I could at least get half way home... *collapses*.

Well I hope you have enjoyed my first great big moan, they'll be plenty more to come :D
*waves*