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31/3/2004, Eat my shorts!
Well, I fixed all my layout stuff! I'm glad, too. It looks better now. Well, not this page, but all the layouts I'm going to put on here are changed. Thanks Elinor! I viewed your source and copied your style sheet! Lololol.
Oooops! Today will be short because dinner is waiting for me....
LOLOLOLOL I left my flute on the bus today, and I panicked because I thought no one would see it but mops did and Elinor had it, so I'm glad. I thought I might go mad.
Maddie.

30/3/2004, Guaranteed to jack you up.
Barracuda are the fish of the sea... and there are plenty of them. Didn't go to school AGAIN today. It was athletics! BOOOORING. Lol. That's six days in a row I haven't been to school, including the weekend. No, five. But, FIVE! I'm going to be so behind. I'm really worried about Maths... I'm gonna fail. I feeeeeeeeel it. Okay, no, I don't, but a girl can worry!
Did absolutely NIENTE today except go on the Internet until Mum got home from work, then we trekked to the paint store to look at paint colours, AGAIN, for my room. This is where the dilemma is:
I want one wall painted a dark, emeraldy green, and the three other walls painted a light shade of green, like, a minty colour. Okay, maybe not EMERALD, but a nice, jade, darkISH green. So, we go to the paint store and the lady there chats to my Mum, and my Mum tells her what I want. So, the green I want is WAAAAYYYYYYY too dark. WHAT?!?! It's just for one wall, and it's not that dark. It's what I want- it's my room! Mum's telling the lady all about how there's not much light in my room, and it's small, yada yada yada... so my dreams are going down the toilet... so Mum goes on her merry way, and they both tell me what I REALLY want (yeah, right.) and so we got this sample paint to try on a wall, it's a REALLY light green, so I might use it on the other walls, not the big one, but then I told Mum that, and she said 'Oh, no, jesus, I'd use that as the feature wall." So then I'm thinking she's crazy, because the colour is nearly white!!! So then we argue because I can't have what I want and she's all annoyed. Then finally we get home and I'm all annoyed, because I can't have the colours I want because MY MUM is afraid of colour. Seriously. You should hear her. "Oh, I can't go in there, the colour makes me all dizzy." "Oooooo it's GHASTLY." Ugh, goddamnit. But I think I'll get my way. Yay! I admit, I usually do in these cases. I wear her down to the ground.
Anyhoo, I'm SOOO tired, yet it's only 8:47... HEY! MY COMPUTER CLOCK IS WRONG! It keeps doing that, I set it at a time, then it slowly creeps back really slowly.. HOW ANNOYING.
Maddie.

29/3/2004, Apple?
Aye aye aye! Mondays are jinxed. Last Monday I was real sick, this Monday, well, you'll just have to read on and see!!!
So it started out like any other day, had a shower. I headed out to the laundry where I decided to iron my jeans. Mum talked to me when the iron was heating up, and I reached out for it, not looking, and burnt three of my fingers to a crisp. Yep. I screamed like HELL because my skin was sizzling on the hotplate thingo, yikes. There was all this steam and stuff. I burnt the finger pads, you know on the other side of your finger, where your nail is? Turn your finger over and that padding bit that's really soft? I burnt that. Soooooooo after hysterics because I was in so much pain, I finally flopped down in the kitched, shivering and feeling really sick because of the shock of burning myself, and my Mum decided that I couldn't go to school, even though I've missed too much formy liking, by the time I get back to school (Wednesday!) I will be very, very behind. Eeek! But what kind of idiot just puts their hand on the hotplate? (Elnor! It was like in Fright Night when he puts the cross on Evil's head! It was just like that, expect my fingers and our iron.)
Anyhoo, so there's no hope for me to play the flute with my bandaged hands, so.... I DON'T HAVE TO GO TO THE CONCERT TONIGHT! That's the only good thing that's come of today.
Anyhoo, so now I'm joining communities at LiveJournal. Doing what I suck at: making friends. *SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC*
But I have to say if you like The Faculty this is a wicked Live Journal Community for it: Jacked Up.
I'm off now, to do some more soul searching.
Maddie.

28/3/2004, That is one big pile of shit.
Shivermetimbers! Lol. Well, I've made quite a few layouts, but I wanted to use this one first because I love it! I am SHITTING myself because Prisoner of Askaban is not that far away (don't you DARE burst my bubble, I'm warning you!!!) and I'm sooooo looking forward to it. Thankyou SOOOOOOO much Elinor, for those pics you gave me the link to. Isn't Draco gorgeous?! Jesus. I was drooling on my keyboard! Lol.
I've had the weirdest weekend. Totally surreal. This morning, Mum and I were doing all this gardening before it got too hot, so we were down the back of the garden, and she was showing me how to prune the rosemary bush back. So I'm standing there, and I look down at my legs for a moment, and then I freak out. There's a whopping great huntsman ON MY LEG. CRAWLING UP MY BARE LEG! (I was wearing shorts) I had a heart attack and started doing "the dance". (For those of you who don't know what "the dance" is, it's what you do when you get the heebie jeebies. You start hopping around and waving your legs and arms in the air, like when my sister gets in freezing water at the beach, or when you have a huge hairy spider on your leg!) Anyhoo, so I screamed and ran off crying, after I had flicked it off. Don't laugh at me for crying! You wouldn't like it if a huge spider decided that it liked YOUR leg! Anyhoo, so my mum was SOOO glad that it wasn't her, because my Mum has a phobia of spiders, she can't even talk about them. But CHRIST!!! So, I'm staying FAR away from that plant.
Eeeeek! Have a sectional tomorrow lunchtime. I haven't practiced Chicago, because I lost my music, and I haven't photocopied it again. SOOOOO I'll have to face Miss George, which I'm very scared about because she was mad in band, but she didn't have the time to tell us all off.
Wow, I've written a lot for me! There was somethine else I was going to say, but I can't remember. Hang on... nope. It's gone.
Maddie.