Showing posts with label Sick. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sick. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 27, 2010

I am a rabbit hearted girl, frozen in the light

Doing the letters thing again lol.

Dear Mr Mad Skills,
You are fairly awesome at the cup game, but I am much more awesomer, and this made me grin ear to ear like a mad thing. Ok, rephrase that, like myself; a loon on loon tablets.
I would very much like to see you again, but I am unsure if this is because I'm all 'has a slight crush on you and is a retard' or because you are genuinely nice to be around. Hmm, strokes beard.
In the future, please try to be less good-looking and funny, k?
Cheers,
<3lovestruck

Dear Illness,
You make me want to crawl into a hole and die.
Feel free to do this without me.
kthxbai

Dear Cindy,
I wish I could take this moment to say something heartfelt and encouraging, but I do believe I am much too tired for that. I love you? This at least is true, if very general.
We'll make it, ok? We will, I swear.
ifyougiveupilldie
<3gliTter

Dear Wifey,
Today we moved from our shithole of a year eleven sitting spot into the common room.
Your common room. For the whole of recess and most of lunch I expected you to come around the corner and shoo us out of your senior floor, back out into the cold with the other youngins, where we belong.
Truly this can't be real...
missingyoualready
<3wife

Dear Jelly,
See the letter directed at wifey.
And ad the following...
MY CAFE>YOUR CAFE
yournotvergoodcompetitionanymore:P
<3jelly

Dear BBLemu,
Your song is pretty, a little unbalanced and pitchy, but very pretty.
But not as pretty as you, or your smile, or your heart.
I love you, I miss you, and I'm jealous of your amazing TER in advance.
youwillkickmybutt
<3buBbles

Dear Hamster,
You smell of broccoli and poo.
And yet I am still your friend!
Lol, I'm not very nice am i XP.
I missed you when you were being a hermit, it is good to see you and to know that I will see you tomorrow also, even if it is at Stabberfail. (I have changed it yet again, thoughts? We could always swap between stabberfoyle and aberfail?)
Loveyoumuchly,
<3LJ

Dear Last first day of school,
You suck, and all the sitting on the floor in assembly made my back hurt.
I am glad that you are finished.
I am now very tired, but overall you were not too terrible.
gollyyeartwelveisscarywhenyoulookatitinonebiglump
<3yourwhingingsufferer

Dear Bossman,
Please do not be angry with me when I tell you the dates I cannot work.
You can either deal with it and say 'OK' or get screwed, I will quit.
I do not want to quit, so option a?
Sounds good,
<3failwaitress

Dear Florence,
Congrats on your hottest one hundred achievements, they are well deserved.
I am indeed a rabbit hearted girl, I feel we should be friends because of this.
Meetyouatthecoffeeshop
<3yournewbff

Thursday, October 8, 2009

vanity, insecurity, don't you forget about me

this is gay.

I'm sick, so I'm dead tired.

But because I'm sick I can't sleep.

this is not even funny.

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

if i could go back and do it again

i feel like writing,but not my story.
so here we go...


Damn that freaking nokia tone....
'where are you, phone?'
'where the crap are you???'
fumble,fumble,fumble
clink,tap,bang

'there you are.'
'nguuuuhh'.

vision blurs as the back of my hand smudges yesterdays mascara.
or maybe the day before....
who gives a crap.

'Are you coming to school today?
Cos I don't know if I'm gonna bother sticking around if you're not.
I won't survive english without you :P.
You'll always be mine,
I love you, don't forget it.
Robbie'

'
Okay okay, so he gives a crap'.
sniffle,sniffle,cough

bleeuurrgghhh...

god i feel like crap.

Hey,
Pay no mind, I am in bed drowning in my own snot.
not pretty, even english is preferable to looking at me right now.
and hearing me, god.
even home group would be better.
just.
love you too,
Alice'


Smack, phone on desk.

beep,beep,beep
vnnn,vnnn,vnnnn

'ngguuuhhhhhhhhhh!!!!'

'feel better!
and you would never be worse than english.
its not possible'

you're sweet, but im still snotty.

nguuuhh...sleeeeeeppp.





hmmm, i love it when you play with my hair.
its so nice.
do I smell chicken and sweet corn soup?

hang on, what??

'hey beautiful'
'hello you healthy bastard'

'well, its nice to see you too!'
'no its not, I look awful. And I don't even need to see me to know that I look awful.'

'you look beautiful. as always.'
'don't give me that shit' but I can't help but smile.

'shut up snotty, and drink.'
'but that m'eans I have to sit up!'

'oh shush and be grateful. some poor chinese woman at the golden dragon slaved over reheating that for at least four and a half minutes'
'oh hardy har. mmm, tastes like at least five minutes, you're spoiling me'

'only the best for my girl'
I smile,and relax into you as you hand me a tissue.



wanna know something sad?
I got keep writing that for a ridiculously long time.

Just call me Rosie Greeneyes.