Ooh, I'm cross today! Very, very cross.... That is the emotion I've had since my P.E lesson today.
We were playing netball as we have been for a few weeks now, in the same teams. That part's great becasue my team are all very nice people and we NEVER argue. We're called the Spam Fritters - I chose the name!
The bad part of this was today, we lost ALL our matches in the tournament. We were also the team that had all their players, and every other team had about 4/7 players or less, so they started 3 GOALS UP!!! I'm really, really off as we should have got points for attendance, and for not using dirty language like the rest of them. Ok, I did say "Spit on all of you!" in a temper, but that can't really count.
Grrrrr.......why can't we play hockey - at least we're allowesd to swear if we get bashed in the head by a hockey stick!

I can't believe half term is over......Wah!
I'd so enjoyed getting up when I feel liked, enjoying the fact that there were no (English) teachers around me, and not having to go around with my shirt tucked up to my armpits. Ok, I don't, but that's what everyone assumes. Mind you, they're the ones with heavy gunkified make-up clogging up their eyes, so I can't blame them if they get it wrong!
It's really annoying being an outcast at school. I mean, the popular kids don't want anyhting to do with you, the nicer populars talk to you but really don't do anything about it, with the exception of my netball team (you're great!) - and the (that are also referred to as rebels, the naughty kids, the bottom of the test lot because they couldn't be bothered to pick up the paper...etc), well you don't really want to know what they say....sniffle.
That's why all my friends at school (apart from ice_cold_ben, thanks for your comment!) are either unpopular, outcasts, too smart or just losers. Hi to them though if they actually read this blog.... .
The annnoying thing is that the teachers don't allow you to regularly meet up anywhere. They're always saying - go on the field (where all the rebels hang around-no thanks! ) or on the playground (where all the populars hang around and we get kicked with footballs - ahh !)
Anyway, see you all later - I think. I do you know!

I finally got time to write today - OK, I have had all week, but I don't really care - what's the fun in life if you can't have a slight exagerration? (I don't think that's spelt right!)
I've been a bit naughty and let my homework sit there - but it's half term and I've had drama rehersals all week, ready for a show. It's going to be my first show on stage, but it's not like there's a huge main part that I've got to play - it's a collection of different sketches and songs. Laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
Even in a blog my singing is crap! Like I said, if like me you've got a voice that's a cross between Celia Imrie with a sore throat and a tube of helium on the verge of deflating, then you know that singing isn't your strong point. That's why I face paint at performances. The only thing I say is "Would you like a skull, a butterfly or a dog on your face, blahdiblahdiblah....etc?"
Before I go, i'm picking the photos with Custard up today, so they are nearly here! I mean it this time.......

Het, what's up (the sky, the ceiling, my mood, etc. - not the weather though, it's too cloudy today)?
I'm a very confused person today, and I'll tell you why. I'm very confused because I have no idea what day or what time the clocks go back. Does anybody know, and please could they tell me?
I know they've got to go back at somepoint, because I know that I'll have to change the date on my Animal Crossing game, which means I'll have more time to annoy the residents. There seems to be a lot of squirrels in my DS game at the moment, so I just like standing beside them and making them angry for "invading their personal space"!
Don't worry if you are totally clueless to what I'm talking about. I doubt even I know.D
Going back to the issue of money on yesterday's blog, I'll tell you for a fact that I saved up for my DS myself, pound by pound. It took me several months, but I feel like I earnt it. It makes me feel better than my friends, who say they've got every games console under the sun (you know, DS, Gamecube, GBA, Playstations 1, 2, 3...etc). Oh, the power of money!

Yes, I'm back.
I've been out shopping most of today and it ROCKED. It was so cool to have some spending money, and somewhere to spend it! I managed to find this really cool Punkyfish jumper. The thing is, I love Punkyfish, but it's so darn expensive that you just can't buy anything. Not with my pocket money anway, which is why I looked in the charity shop. They're great for picking up cheap, really cool clothes in good condition, so I managed to pick up a couple of 80's style skirts too. That's two total in my skirt drawer now, so yay.
But before I got them, I had a look in Claire's. In AmandaBlondy's opinion, the best shop in the world, but I think it's good too.
I am so gonna sound like a misery guts, but I just felt it was a bit wrong. There were girls aged about 8 or 9 with heavy make up on and designer clothes, wandering around the shopping centre where I was. I mean, when I was little, I never did that. My parents tought me the meaning of money.
Don't yell abusive comments at me if you disagree, but, where on earth do they get the money for that?
That was what was on my mind today, so tell me what you think!

Yodelayhihoo! Yes, I've finally come up with a new way to start the folie blog.
Half term's going pretty well for me - I've basically slobbed out i.e. ate loads of hobnobs flapjacks (mmm...), painted some props for my drama group and talked in a high pitched voice to my canary all week so far. I've had to do homework...stupid homework...but it's not like I've been given loads, so I'm alright about that.
Please read my poems if you haven't already, at least some people like them - my English teacher doesn't !
Need more chocolate raisins.....mmmmmmm.

Do you know (no, you won't!) that I had another strange dream that I could actually remember? It was so crazy. Me and my friend AmandaBlondy were in this haunted house, and we had to keep running away from everything coz it was creepy. Then we had to get out because our other friends had been murdered, so we had to cross this flume with live snakes in it, into a river with more live snakes that tried to strangle us. We got out ok, and then everyone that wasn't dead tried to get me in this strange dark room and I started screaming! I woke up then, but that's a taster for the kind of dreams I have, so I'll keep you posted.

Before I go, please could you visit my friend AmandaBlondy's blog for me? She's new, so no one knows about her yet. It's amazingamanda.blog.co.uk . Thanks!

Hi! (what a boring way to start a blog...)
After a slight technical hitch this morning which left me logged on here all day (not that that's a bad thing!)I thought I'd better write something good!
It's called Robot:

I'm asleep,
drifting, drifting...
My mind opens to you as you peer into my head,
armed with your scalpels and shotguns
- Just in case you find something you shouldn't.
You delve in excitedly, but with slight concern...
Then shouting, slicing, hacking away.
Now it's a rush,
A mad, hectic rush.
Then you grab, and grab again.
Now my head is a deflated balloon
As you hold the treasure in your hands
- My memories,
my feelings,
my thoughts,
my emotions.
I am a robot,
for I am nothing.
I wake up.
Have I been dreaming or has my head
in its plastic box,
longed to normal again?

Ok, that was a bit strange - but so am I, so let me know what you think.D

Hello everyone again!
I must really find a new way of saying "Hello" to everyone as I start my blog...hmmmm....not enough vocab in brain, repeat, repeat, ERROR!
Sorry, that was my crazy mind just thinking out loud. You know, I find it really hard to type on keyboards, or play the piano for that matter. I have the right hands to do it ok, "piano hands" apparently, which are long and thin, but they have a mind of their own! I go to play one chord on the piano, or to type in the word "have", and suddenly the computer screen is full of "aaahve"s and the piano jerks out stranger sounds than an alien trying to sing the national anthem! Not that I know the words to it...honestly, I don't!
When you see English teams in sports singing it, I really can't understand what they're saying.
That brings me to the title of this blog: dreams. Usually I can't remember my dreams, (I doubt most people can if they've been talking to a canary all day) but today I remembered some of it. It was really strange - it was about me and a couple of people in my year standing outside our Food Tech. room, listening to some random people singing opera for some contest or other...I don't even like opera! But, I've had others - more on that next time...

It's a random title today and I don't know why....
Yay, it Sunday and half term, so I really can't be bothered to do anything. I do usually, but what's the point in having a life when you do nothing but work? (Unless of course it's a very important job!)
Besides, I (kind of) helped my Dad bring a new sofa and two chairs into our house (that's work!), as our old ones are just too big. Trust me, it's almost as big as my hair! Don't worry, at least I can have somewhere to sit now - I was always the one made to sit on the footstool whilst everyone else in my family sat on the sofa...Wah!
That reminds me of a discussion my classmates had during Maths the other week - and before you ask, we WERE doing our work ( ).
Someone said: "Do you call your footstool a pouffe or a poofay?" Not how they're spelt - it's just how they were pronounced. I used to have a pouffAY when I was little, but now it has changed to just "Footstool" and man, how boring is that? What do you think?? Please, blog people - give me your views!!!

Well, hello there everyone who is nice enough to visit this strange and abnormal blog of mine...
Anyone want to guess what i'm doing tonight? Well, I'll tell you. Not doing my homework, that's for sure. It IS a Saturday after all - I may try and do well at school but 1 - it's half term, and 2 - I haven't eveen got that much, so I'm going to sit around all evening, blog, and then listen to Virgin Radio and hear all those funky tunes from long ago...long ago to me, anway. Hey, I didn't say they were bad!D It's the tunes nowadays which need a bit more thought put into them before they're released. I mean: dum dum dum dum dum is the rhythm that never changes.... . Just to prove I'm not offending people, I said dum to sound the rhythm - not DUMB, which you might think is wrong. I'm not saying anything coz everyone has their own opinion - so I think Mike Oldfield ROCKS!!!!

Hi again!
I watched Torchwood last night, just like I said I would, and man, it was scary! Honestly, I had to hide my eyes from BBC3 yesterday. It was all about cannibals in somepart of Wales who felt like they had to slaughter everyone who passed by their village and ate them, stored their fat and bottled their organs......eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeewww!
I felt a bit better when I saw Torchwood declassified and saw the mangled, flesh-free bodies were actually medical plastic skeletons dipped in red paint, but I'm getting the impression from people that I'm quite gullible. And yes, I do know the joke about "They've taken gullible out the dictionary - didn't you know?" so don't try that one on me.D
At least then I could stomach eating my chocolate raisins -horror films should not be accompanied with sweets, or fruits!

Hello again!
Is anyone going to be watching Torchwood tonight?
My family watches Doctor Who, and I'm like, c'est pas mal, but I saw Torchwood the last fortnight ago and I love it! It's so weird, and slightly gory...I haven't had the experience of watching many gory films - the goriest film I've seen is Ghost - and the only bit of that is where Carl gets a piece of glass in his heart...eeew! The only Horror films I've seen are Rocky Horror, of course, and some black and white 1920's film called Nosferatu which sent me to sleep as soon as it started....
Torchwood is so sci-fi! It's just so cool..now you know what I'll be watching this evening. Now to get some chocolate raisins to go with it..Sainsbury's are the best - trust me on that!

I just have an announcement. I am addicted to chocolate raisins! Mmmmmmmmmm...................................yum.
Don't you? Unless of course you're allergic to them. C'MON! as the c'mons say, tell me your food addictions! I wonder if they do clinics that help fight the chocolatey fruity urges? Oh well, I love them. But not as much as my Custard, though I wouldn't eat him. The photos are nearly on their way to the internet! Wait and see....
!!!

I'm nearly out of here! Finally, half term is almost here!D A whole week to....do homework. Pah! At least Custard will happily listen to me reciting German verbs (not). I'm so useless at vocab, in French, German and English! Whenever I go to say an insult, the only thing I can say is "Je suis tres maladroit", "Mein bein tut weh", or just "Hi, what's going on in my simple vocabulary life??"
Someone please help me and give me some useful (but nice) phrases!
Please!!

Yo.
I'm shortly going to my drama club, so I've got to be quick and write something random!
Here goes.........
I love the book Fluke! Ha! I just thought of that. I'm not usually keen on dogs - they smell, they eat loads and bark a lot, hence why I own a canary that does none of those. Anyway, Fluke sounds so adorable! If you're older than me, you've probably read it. Please let me know your thoughts on it
I just cried and cried at the end, and when his other doggy friend got crushed by a mountain of cars...... Poor little thing never had anything good going for him!
I'm getting the Rocky Hoz pictures developed soon, so watch this space. Not literally, or you'll be sat here a very very long time.....

Hello again everybody!
I've just finished my English homework and I found a whole collection of poems in my room! Yay!
So, I decided to show one that I made up last year when we were doing about animals at school. Yet again, I did something different!:

The Jaguar Poem

The light from above illuminates my world of green,
Dancong on the leaves if you know what I mean.
An army of ants rushes under my feet,
There's a rotting stench in the air and it doesn't smell sweet.
My velvety paws carry me by,
While my amber eyes see birds soaring up high.
they coo softly, in bright shades of red,
Whilst everyone else still lies in bed.
Apart from me, i'm up and about,
The ground shakes and rumbles as I stand still and shout -
"Is anyone awake? I'm bored out here!
What is it that you've got to fear?"
I find out just then as it hits me,
A tropical shower drenching completely
My pride, and fur, all matted and wet
- that was a day I'll never forget!

There you go. I like that one.

I've seen lots of people's poems on blogs, so I thought I'd tell you a poem I made up too:

Tears are dripping off my nose,
I'm blinded and everything's blurred.
I'm like a moth, searching for light - I can't see,
I would speak but I can't say a word.

I feel like i've been hollowed out
With an ice-cream scoop that's taken my feelings.
I feel like I belong with the rubbish
- All the junk and the potato peelings.

My happiness is as small as an atom,
There's a raincloud over my head,
My heart has split - I feel like nothing,
- I'd be better off DEAD.

MMM...happy.
I did make that up myself last year in my English lesson - so please don't steal it, just share it with others!
Thanks!

Helloooo.
As those few people who read my blog know, my parents had a ROCKY HORROR birthday party yesterday! It ROCKed and ROCKed, and ROCKed again!!!
Nearly everyone was dressed up - and we all looked so cool! My dad was dressed up as Frankenfurter - everyone says he has the legs for it!
My Colombia costume was so shiny - it was great to wear the outfit and watch strangers stare through the windows...Ok, that didn't happen, but we did get funny looks on the way to and from the party!
Wow.............it was cool. If you ever need a theme for a birthday party - I'd pick a ROCKY HORROR one! There was all the guests doing the Time Warp, Sweet Transvestite....and the Love Shack. Ok, the latter was just me and my sister's friend's mum (who's really cool!), but you get the picture.
It was too bad in a way that no boys of my age could actually come into the party room...I'd have just loved to show off my (lack of) good dancing in a great costume, but what the heck.
Byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

I'm soooooooooooooooo excited about today!!!
My parents are having a joint Rocky Horror birthday party - and it's today!!!! I'm going as Colombia, and I've got my costume and everything! I've got a gold sequin waistcoat and hat, a sparkly boob tube top and stripy shorts. Yahooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!
Sorry for shouting but everyone is so hectic, we've had to rush around and get things ready, and my mum has been cooking all the time.
But, at least we'll all have a ROCKing time!!! Ok, that was bad....

Oh, thankyou to everyone who left a comment! I'm just so happy when people leave them!!!! Thanks!

I jus want to say that I love the C'mons!!!!
You know, those dolls off the Corsa advert. They're so sweet!!!
My favourites are Moo and White, but as I'm not the offical owner of any photos of them - I can't put them on my blog....
I just looooooooooooooooooove crazy adverts!!!
Why don't they show the flipping advert any more? C'MON, c'mon people, please give us some more adverts!

Yes, it's taken me all week to book a computer in the school library - but I got there! Yea-ha!D I just want to say that I love random phrases. An example of this is my sister repeatedly quoting from Rentaghost (whenever she can't think of anything) - Have A Chair! PING!. Oh, how random phrases can get.....
Soz - I wandered off trying to think of another phrase...
I know!I've played Pokemon Sapphire - I'm not a big fan, in fact I hate it, but the characters alaways finish on phrases like "Fwohohohohohoho...." and "Mufufufufufufufufufufufufu....." - IT'S CRAZY!!!! Random phrases rock!
C U Soon..

Hello. I've another story about Custard my canary. As soon as I upload some pictures you can see him, but here is yesterday's story.
I change Custard's cage every Saturday (I've been told once a week is plenty) and I make it all nice and tidy for him - it looks SPOTLESS. Then, come yesterday, he flings his seeds all about everywhere and the cage is a MESS. A COMPLETE MESS! He's so messy........but adorable so I love him, even if he does mess up his "house" and most of my room with seeds.
Bye for now.......

I just want to say that I suck at music . I play the clarinet but I can't even count in time....wah!
Everyone else who is like me, I feel so sorry for you....music should be fun. I'm a pessimist, but I'm not proud of it. Oh well..........