fnib fnnnnnib fnib.

And he saw that it was good.


Ni!


NI!

feel the pain of the word Ni!!!!!


mwhaha. I have a muddy bottom. and am feeling daring and anti social enough to not capitalise my "i"'s. (ok, so i did the first one proper like) heeh heeh I feel sneakily naughty.
For those of you who are silly, or are boring, or don't know what i've been doing (ok, maybe i'll use proper "I"'s again), here is a simply formated brief description:

Lucie came over from France- Her brother, Pierre is staying with Ben, who had a brief 'thing' with my sister.
Ben is a tiny bit annoying. Lucie and Pierre are jolly nice. Ben's parents keep getting them to do stuff with us. They decided we might like to go on a coach to Tenby. Fun. Ben 'Borrowed' a motor boat.

I climbed through our downstairs toilet window. Which is tiny. seeing me, you wouldn't think it were possible! but having forgotten my key, I accepted the challenge I gave myself to find a way in. (although I knew my mum was about to come home.) fun.

Got 1st, 2nd and 3rd (in two compititions) in our local village show thing. Which is poppsy to do. they are soooo unsophisticated. Our neighbouring village (we're right inbetween) which we attend more frequently and with more effort, is faaaaaaar better and the competition there is quite good! I'd be lucky to have one of my photo's next to one of the winners, let alone get a prize there.

Ok ok ok. I suppose results should have a brief mention. AS: A -art, A- geog B- Drama C- Biol. I am happy, je suis content. Biol I can resit like a billion times which is good cos I knew it was bad. (-:=

Hooray.

Tomorrow. I have a super tiring day planned. Me and Lucie are going to:


make scones like my mum does, and welsh cakes (yummmy)

and..

try and get the video player to work so Lucie can see my video of About a Boy.

and...

I might go for a horse ride.


Hooray! thats it!!! I'm looking forward. 's gonna be the funnest ever man.
My bunny's soooo utterly cute. his big floppy ears, and large large gorgeous eyes. (-:=
Anyway. I have been playing lots of things tonight with Lucie, Pierre, Ben and Bryony and Edward. Heh. (heh with a captial "h") heh heh eh hehe heh. my sister gets so annoyed with Ben sometimes! she was trying to run away from him on the horse .. but he ran! and wouldn't go! which I sympathise with him, cos he doesn't know the area... anyway. funny stuff! I'm going to finish now. As someone has just said good morning to me... hmm. Au revoir!!! (-:=

HOme SweEet HoMe!!! HOOOORRRAAAAYYYYY
I love home. Drove all night last night, arrived back at this sacred place 5am. I drove from Hull, to Boston, Linconshire; then to Spalding, then to Leicester. (Said: Lei-ces-ter) Then my mum drove from there to home. We saw friends, right practically on the coast, and had lots and lots of pizza, and got soaked in their paddling pool (all except bryony who complained when she got a drop on her). And then we went to see my cousin in her new house briefly.
Sun sun sun sunsusnsusnsusnsns sun!!!!!!!!!! hooray!!!! hooray hooray it's the honey pot parade! im going to cut the lawn today. And Maybe, Maybe maybe even go down to the lake- and - - - swim!!
Anyway. can't think of the stuff I build up in my head to say here.

Have fun people. (!) yay. and listen to good music the world over and a half. confuse people and expand your comfort zones and...however that ends. (see Emily's blog). (probably). hehe. bye bye bye bye eyb eby bye (-:=

Phewph. Back to being good now, The rest of the family came up, which is good cos I can fight andtalk and go for walks and ice skate for 2 1/2 hours. Funeral was quite good. as funerals go. being quick. see you

Mind numbing, back shiveringly, head-thumping-on-floor boredom and fed-up-ness. Dear me, grandma is driving me round the bend !!! completely!!!!!!! ARGHFGHGHGH!!!!! but I contain myself, imagine myself doing similar things when I'm old, and keeping quiet. "Oh I do like what they've done with that fence, they don't just have poles of same sizes you know, but of different sizes, some tall, some short, 'ts to stop caravans parking there you know -Yes third exit on this roundabout- terrible things caravans, although we had ours for how many years was it..? Must have been -I say, Left here!-" And so she continues, it was acctually the 2nd exit we wanted, but that slipped notice, so I have to quickly dodge into the exit which I have almost passed. Then I am warned of corners, speed limits, junctions, lights, anything, except for when she's talking about fences for 1/2 hour.

This may not seem too bad, but it's not a very good example. It's not her fault, I know she's old and her husband has just died (which she's fine about) (-but I do see her point of view on that, he was beginning to suffer more, and it was a nice way, and I don't think she really liked him that much anyway) but she is driving me potty the way she is quite sexist, and nasty about some things, and racist, and impossible. urgh. How long can I survive with no *what's the word...damn, forgotten it.* people my age, anyway. We are apparently coming back next wednesday perhaps, stopping off in Boston, lincs (where I was born by the way) to see friends, and where my cousin has newly moved to.

In the meantime, I miss Judo and Climbing, and friends, and the shop/working, rabbit, family (other than my mum, cos she's here) and having things to do.

Although! I will be going Ice skating tomorrow I think!!!!! HOORAY!! j'aime bien.

This is not exactly riveting to read I'm sure, but bare with me, or don't, 's up to you. hope to be happier soon, a bientot.

(P.S. I know I have it in me to create a good mood, I could just look on the better side, and make myself happier, but that would be trating the symptoms rather than the cause, so I can't be bothered. I just need exercise and less bloddy food. (People seem to take pleasure in feeding me.. " Potatoes dear? Cabbage? Lamb? Gravy? Spinach? Carrots? have some potato salad won't you? finish this of won't you dear" do I have a choice I ask myself, and as soon as we've finished lunch, dinner's in like, 2 minutes. urgh. grrr.)

about last weds or thurs:
Home from London last saturday, did various things meanwhile, and now I'm suddenly in Hull. This is because Grandad died, at 80, in the best possible way as my auntie described it today. Which, after a while thinking I came to agree with. (to an extent..) He has worked very nearly every single day of his married life (50 years) on his farm, liked chocolate buisuits and Jemma (the dog) and other things, so on monday he helped all day on the farm (his son, my Uncle now runs it) And came home for a rest, and didn't wake up. So he must have been fairly satisfied. (-:= He also had Parkinsons disease, same thing my grandma on the other side died of )-:= and my mum said he wasn't the same person as he used to be, which I can understand. I like to remember when he and grandma came down to our house all 6 hours driving from Hull to mid Wales, and being little I was jumping up and down holding his hands, thats my favourite thought of him. He was cool. Hasn't quite sunk in properly though, It's like normal, as if he's down at the farm.
Funeral on Monday, me and my mum are obviously already here, and my dad, b & e are coming up on sunday.
Being doing tons of driving, Hull's a pretty busy city.. rather...well, city-ish really. And drove all the way up (minus Motorways) from home which was about 3, maybe 2 hours.
Acctually got my ears pierced. Took a bit of getting round to, cost £12.99, but it'll do, they look strange on me...not normal.

I opened Grandma's post this morning. It's some job, there was lots and lots of cards, everyone liked Grandad. He was a gentleman completely.

Not much to say that is unrelated. I brought my guitar, and have begun tuning it to Grandma's grand Piano.. heh. I've been looking over my theory book, but the signs sections so dull I got bored. I'm writing this on my laptop, which is cronicaly slow, windows 95 and about 0.003 kb of ram. grr.

I'm not going to write more... I know I'll end up saying things I don't want to about Grandma. She's being rather blunt.. All her stored up tension and any feelings at all have congregated in her neck, and so she sent us down to buy some frozen peas, creams, and nothing is more important. Anyway. signing off.