tag:thebleedingmind.blog.co.uk,2009-11-21:/"See, we aren't the 'voice of a generation' or any of those nice marketable cliches, we are part of a generation, part of a growing mood and most of the future. But then the Squares downstairs keep complaining about the noise grooving off my portable and what can you do except turn it up even louder and shut their dreary grumblings out and onto the floor!" - The Cappuccino Kid.MokoFeed2009-11-21T20:59:51+01:00tag:thebleedingmind.blog.co.uk,2009-10-27:/2009/10/27/mad-love-7253672/Sianny2009-10-27T15:14:43+01:002009-10-27T15:15:47+01:00 <p> It's happened to me, it's probably happened to you, and if it hasn't yet, rest assured someday it will. At some point you will meet that one special person who will put their fist through your heart. Forgive the gory allusion, but if you've ever been in mad love, you know what I'm taking about. Mad love is when you fall so passionately for a person (particularly the <em>wrong</em> person) that nothing else in the world matters. You find yourself thinking about your heartthrob constantly, creating fantasy scenarios that bring you together and trying your damnedest to make those scenarios happen in real life. You believe that you have finally found that one magical being who suddenly brings a sense of meaning to your existence and you will persue them with all the fervor of Wile E. Coyote after a Roadrunner dinner - with, I might add, about as much success.</p> <p> We've all done it. We've all selected the wrong partners, all gotten hurt, and hopefully all moved on wiser for the experience. But there are those who, even in the face of constant disappointment, continue to believe that the intensity of their desire will be rewarded by an eventual jackpot of affection. And if that's the slot machine you're playing, friend, you'd better leave the casino 'cause that one don't pay out. Advice to someone in the throes of mad love is pretty meaningless, because any capacity they once had for rational thought has long since split for Aruba. Despite the setbacks and heartaches, the pursuer tunes out their inner voice of sanity and is more willing to swallow the tears, paint on a smile, and once again resume the chase.</p> <p><strong>- Paul Dini</strong> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://thebleedingmind.blog.co.uk/2009/10/27/mad-love-7253672/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:thebleedingmind.blog.co.uk,2009-09-18:/2009/09/18/transcript-d-6992900/Sianny2009-09-18T21:10:10+02:002009-10-27T15:19:53+01:00 <p>my good friend emma and i like to share the occasional phone call. not very often, as i prefer talking in person or texting, but we do sometimes indulge ourselves a long couple of hour chitchat on t'old dog and bone. and when we do so, hilarity ensues.<br> take for instance this little snippet of a recent conversation:</p> <p>emma: "did you see that james may on the moon programme last night?"<br> sian: "no but i heard about it. wasn't he like going to the moon or something?"<br> e: "...yes. anyway, you know those spinny g-force things they test astronauts in?"<br> s: "yeah, they're awesome."<br> e: "i get to go in one of them if i get in at nasa."<br> s:"seriously? WOW. you have to send me a postcard."<br> e: "i'm not entirely sure nasa has a giftshop."<br> s: "course they do. but if they're sold out, you could make one, i just want the picture of your face whilst on that thing."<br> e: "fair enough, that <em>would</em> be pretty funny."<br> s: "i'll frame it."<br> e: "but then you won't be able to see the writing on the back."<br> s: "it's okay, they'll have invented cloning by then."<br> e: "cloning?"<br> s: "yeah, so i can have the original picture side up and then the copy in another frame so i can read the back."<br> e: "...OR you could photocopy it, that technology's already been invented."<br> s: "...oh, yeah, i <em>could</em> do that. *both dissolve in laughter* i guess it would be pretty hard trying to feed a tablet to a piece of paper."<br> e: "a tablet? is that how cloning works?"<br> s: "i dunno, they haven't worked it out yet, have they?"<br> e: "i think they have actually."<br> s: "really? well this is an interesting development. how do you know?"<br> e: "well they cloned that sheep."<br> s: "what, from a sheep?"<br> e: "...yes. it was called dolly, remember?"<br> s: "oh, yes! i think i do. that albino thing, yeah?"<br> e: "...er, no."<br> s: "well what was that then?"<br> e: "i have no idea..."<br> s: "huh."</p> <p>good times. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://thebleedingmind.blog.co.uk/2009/09/18/transcript-d-6992900/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:thebleedingmind.blog.co.uk,2009-09-18:/2009/09/18/mother-dearest-you-do-worry-me-so-6992814/Sianny2009-09-18T20:55:03+02:002009-09-18T20:55:03+02:00 <p>mother's stopped drinking coffee now, and started on the peppermint tea. which means the cupboards stink of polos. i asked her why the big change - as it now means i start the day with a certain uninvited minty freshness in my coffee.</p> <p>"mum, why does my coffe taste of mint?"<br> "oh sorry, i've started drinking peppermint tea."<br> "no shit. why?"<br> "well, i normally have a coffee in my breaktimes, but i work with kids and they don't always like the smell of coffee."<br> "you work at the grove, and you're worried about what <em>you</em> smell like?"<br> "what's your point?"<br> "most of the kids there smell of piss."<br> "well, not all of them."<br> "..."<br> "okay, a lot of them, but <em>i</em> don't wanna smell of piss!"<br> "you don't, you smell of coffee."<br> "..shut up!"</p> <p>oh, comedy japes. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://thebleedingmind.blog.co.uk/2009/09/18/mother-dearest-you-do-worry-me-so-6992814/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:thebleedingmind.blog.co.uk,2009-09-14:/2009/09/14/update-6964510/Sianny2009-09-14T23:37:19+02:002009-09-14T23:37:19+02:00 <p>shit's going good at the moment, would you adam and eve it. therapy's having an effect, i'm feeling pretty good energy wise, i've got a new guitar, i'm not too far behind on my school work, and i'm getting good grades in the bits i have done, which is reassuring. i'm enjoying spending time with my friends again, and am really glad to be able to call rex a friend again, 'cause she's a total hoot and, well, pretty darn awesome really. speaking of which, the ebullient miss kelly and i are off to see the horrors in december! yes, really! i genuinely can't express how excited i am to be being in the same room as five such incredible people as themselves. methinks it'll be a night to remember. oh, all of that and this dress now fits me. <a href="http://www.blog.co.uk/media/photo/birthday_dress/3896764" title="birthday dress"><img src="http://data5.blog.de/media/764/3896764_2ced5b29ff_s.jpg" alt="birthday dress"></a> i bought it off t'internet at my birthday, but it was a bit too small, so now it fits i wear it round the house all the time, purely becasue it makes me smile. sad or what?<br> ooh, while i'm here, i need some more film for my polaroid - anyone know where i can get any cheap?<br> well that's about it really for what's been a-going on round here, so i better get some sleep, got a lot of work to do tomorrow. see you cats on the walk x </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://thebleedingmind.blog.co.uk/2009/09/14/update-6964510/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:thebleedingmind.blog.co.uk,2009-07-13:/2009/07/13/passing-the-time-6505409/Sianny2009-07-13T16:28:01+02:002009-07-13T16:28:01+02:00 <p>-just robbed this off cee, totally the best quiz i've ever done <img src="/img/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif" alt=":D" class="middle" border="0">-</p> <p>1. YOUR SPY NAME: (middle name and current street name)<br> Leanne Ash</p> <p>2. YOUR MOVIE STAR NAME: (grandfather/grandmother on your mom"s side, your favorite candy)<br> June Fruitella</p> <p>3. YOUR RAP NAME: (first initial of first name, first three or four letters of your middle name)<br> S-Lea</p> <p>4. YOUR GAMER TAG: (a favorite color, a favorite animal)<br> Black Cat</p> <p>5. YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME: (middle name, city where you were born)<br> Leanne Ronkswood</p> <p>6. YOUR STAR WARS NAME: (first 3 letters of your last name, last 3 letters of mother"s maiden name, first 3 letters of your pet"s name)<br> Grestygeo</p> <p>7. JEDI NAME: (middle name spelled backwards, your mom"s name spelled backwards)<br> Ennaeluol</p> <p>8. PORN STAR NAME: (first pet"s name, the street you grew up on)<br> Ollie Challenger</p> <p>9. SUPERHERO NAME: ("The", your favorite color, the automobile your parent drives)<br> The Black Mercedes</p> <p>10. YOUR ACTION HERO NAME: (first name of a main character in the last movie/book you read, last food you ate)<br> Ignatius Apple </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://thebleedingmind.blog.co.uk/2009/07/13/passing-the-time-6505409/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:thebleedingmind.blog.co.uk,2009-06-13:/2009/06/13/shock-horror-6294927/Sianny2009-06-13T12:14:39+02:002009-06-13T12:14:39+02:00 <p>after seeing little boots' 'new in town' on nme this morning, it's been stuck in my head and i actually like it. love it, almost. i've had her myspace up on a different tab all morning with it on repeat.</p> <p>the first time i heard her i wrote her off as another shite pop act who'd had a crash course on using synths and therefore apparently makes her an 80's revival musical genius. but i actually really like this song, not so sure about the rest of her stuff, but i'll be off to buy the new in town seven inch this weekend. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://thebleedingmind.blog.co.uk/2009/06/13/shock-horror-6294927/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:thebleedingmind.blog.co.uk,2009-06-11:/2009/06/11/repenting-repenting-6283035/Sianny2009-06-11T12:46:16+02:002009-06-11T12:46:16+02:00 <p>ahh, apologising feels good.</p> <p>i've had a few nagging weights on my shoulders recently because of things that have happened between me and certain friends, and it's been driving me insane.</p> <p>so. the other night i decided that i'd apologise to the people i'd wronged. a bit like that jesus thing where you sit in the wooden box and tell the priest what you've done wrong and then he slaps you and tells you that the almighty will appreciate your honesty and your soul is saved. or am i thinking about karma? oh, i don't know. but all that religious stuff aside, i think there might be something behind it. because since i have, and everyone's like 'accepted my apologies' and all that, which they've been really great about by the way, i've felt so much better. because like, there's no animosity, i'm not isolating people i care about by not talking to them about things. it's good.</p> <p>i would thoroughly recommend it. for the soul and that. <img src="/img/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif" alt=":D" class="middle" border="0"> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://thebleedingmind.blog.co.uk/2009/06/11/repenting-repenting-6283035/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:thebleedingmind.blog.co.uk,2009-06-08:/2009/06/08/wow-that-was-actually-quite-deep-6266091/Sianny2009-06-08T23:53:05+02:002009-08-28T00:55:17+02:00 <p><em>right, so, because of this whole m.e situation, i'm having to have cognitive behavioural therapy, which is supposed to change the way you interpret and think about things, and noticing how certain thoughts can affect your energy levels and helping yourself through changing them. the psychologist i see is really lovely, although he does make me cry almost every time i see him because i don't like talking about the condition and everything. he (and practically everyone else in my life) keeps telling me that bottling things up the way i do, and blocking out particular subjects and people is having an adverse effect on me. he wants me to talk to someone when there's something wrong, not ignore it and pretend i'm okay. </p> <p>well, i'm not very good at talking about myself, especially important things, so i'm doing it through a quiz. interviews are easier than monologues. i think i'll be better at it if i'm asked questions directly and can answer them directly, rather than just talk inanely about stuff. so here goes.</em></p> <p><u>TEN things you wish you could say to TEN different people right now:</u></p> <p>1.<br> i'm senselessly and unwillingly in love with you. and it fucking hurts. because i know you don't love me anymore, you don't look at me the same, you don't say my name that way or crave me like you used to. but i can't tell you because you're with her. and it kills me.</p> <p>2.<br> i know you're trying your best, and i appreciate it, but you're not always right and being stubborn about that isn't going to help anyone</p> <p>3.<br> you infuriate me sometimes</p> <p>4.<br> please don't die.</p> <p>5.<br> i hope you know by now that i never said what she told you i did, and that you know me well enough to know that i wouldn't. i really really miss you.</p> <p>6.<br> seriously, what's wrong with you? i've never done anything to you and yet you do this to me? i know what you're going through, i am as well, and it's fucking hard, but you don't see me doing that to other people, do you?</p> <p>7.<br> i like you, but not like that</p> <p>8.<br> i admire you</p> <p>9.<br> thank you.</p> <p>10.<br> just fuck off.</p> <p><u>NINE things about yourself:</u></p> <p>1.<br> i come over as confident and self assured, but i'm actually very shy and in-secure about a lot of things - just good at hiding it</p> <p>2.<br> i'm tired of being teenage.</p> <p>3.<br> i love books. especially comparing sociological novels from different time periods, which i guess makes me a geek. but i'd rather live in the world that my favourite authors create than this ruthless, sadistic one.</p> <p>4.<br> i'm completely obsessed with music. krautrock, psychedelia, post-punk, motown, rock'n'roll, psychobilly, art/noise rock. i love it, but no one else i know does so i can't talk about it.</p> <p>5.<br> i feel distant from my friends because i've not long been in their group but am never at school with them and don't have the energy to go out with them so i feel like a gate-crasher when i do go to school</p> <p>6.<br> i don't like talking or thinking about my feelings so i'm always doing something else to take my mind off it. making paper cranes and playing solitaire (with cards, not computer) are the latest.</p> <p>7.<br> i did something really stupid over christmas to get back at a friend for something she did in return to something she was told i said but i actually didn't, and i really regret reacting to it, because now she doesn't like me. but i really miss her.</p> <p>8.<br> i hate how i look in everything i wear, there's always one part that looks hideous. i stopped wearing make-up when i realised it couldn't change my face</p> <p>9.<br> i really love ballet. i desperately want to get better so i can return to my classes.</p> <p><u>EIGHT ways to win your heart:</u></p> <p>1.<br> don't make false promises. and keep the one's you do.</p> <p>2.<br> DON'T cheat on me. the one thing i hate in this world more than anything else is infidelity. i don't understand it</p> <p>3.<br> don't pick me up and drop me down at your convenience</p> <p>4.<br> don't lie to me. don't tell me you love me unless you do.</p> <p>5.<br> enjoy my company. fuck off if you don't.</p> <p>6.<br> hug me regularly without trying to feel me up.</p> <p>7.<br> don't EVER send me chocolates, teddy bears, heart shaped cushions or cheesy cards</p> <p>8.<br> don't try and be something you're not when you're with me. pretending to be manly won't impress me, neither will pretending you're sensitive. the only way i'll be impressed by you is if you're genuine, and not scared to be so.</p> <p><u>SEVEN things that cross your mind a lot:</u></p> <p>1.<br> the future.</p> <p>2.<br> my career</p> <p>3.<br> friends</p> <p>4.<br> the things i regret</p> <p>5.<br> certain people who i wish were still in my life</p> <p>6.<br> what my friends think of me</p> <p>7.<br> if i'll get better and what will happen if i don't</p> <p><u>SIX things you do before you go to bed:</u></p> <p>1.<br> check my phone for messages</p> <p>2.<br> brush my teeth</p> <p>3.<br> change into some old clothes and slip under the duvet before i can see my reflection</p> <p>4.<br> read my book</p> <p>5.<br> ponder things</p> <p>6.<br> twenty five sit ups. it tires me out, but makes up for the exercise i can no longer do</p> <p><u>FIVE people who mean a lot.</u></p> <p>1.<br> family</p> <p>2.<br> school friends</p> <p>3.<br> other friends</p> <p>4.<br> that cancer on my brain who i still stupidly love</p> <p>5.<br> reflexologist - she's wise, and is almost my second therapist</p> <p><u>FOUR things you’re wearing right now.</u></p> <p>1.<br> nude tshirt with lace at the top</p> <p>2.<br> black lace skirt</p> <p>3.<br> opaque black tights</p> <p>4.<br> ...underwear</p> <p><u>THREE songs that currently describe your life.</u></p> <p>1.<br> weirdo - charlatans -- i don't really fit in anywhere, but i guess a lot of people think that.</p> <p>2.<br> waiting - new model army -- it seems that that has become the story of my life - waiting.</p> <p>3.<br> i don't have a god - robots in disguise -- i've decided that it's just not feasible. if there were some higher power that was just, well, things would be very different to how they are now</p> <p><u>TWO things you want to do before you die:</u></p> <p>1.<br> learn to actually tell people how i feel about them and not let them slip through my fingers</p> <p>2.<br> play rosemary in the evil seed by joanne harris if it's adapted into a film, and play mrs lovett in sweeney todd, either on stage or in a remake</p> <p><u>ONE confession:</u></p> <p>1.<br> i've never been that deeply honest about most of this stuff </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://thebleedingmind.blog.co.uk/2009/06/08/wow-that-was-actually-quite-deep-6266091/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:thebleedingmind.blog.co.uk,2009-06-08:/2009/06/08/a-beautiful-life-6264511/Sianny2009-06-08T18:44:56+02:002009-07-13T16:29:45+02:00 <p>i'm currently in love with this blog 'Una Bella Vita' (a beautiful life) by an american girl called betsey.</p> <p>it's full of breathtaking photography, great movie stills and beautiful, poetic quotes. my favourite one being:</p> <p><strong>"i will have poetry in my life, and adventures, and love. love above all. no, not the artful postures of love, not playful and poetical games of love for the amusement of an evening. but love that overthrows life. unbiddable, ungovernable, like a riot in the heart and nothing to be done, come ruin or rapture."</p> <p>-shakespeare in love</strong><br> ^ that's just beautious.</p> <p>if like me, you could do with some beauty in your life, check it out.<br> <a href="http://www.peacelovebellavita.blogspot.com">www.peacelovebellavita.blogspot.com</a> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://thebleedingmind.blog.co.uk/2009/06/08/a-beautiful-life-6264511/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:thebleedingmind.blog.co.uk,2009-05-21:/2009/05/21/i-m-tired-of-thinking-of-relevant-titles-now-6153997/Sianny2009-05-21T19:42:16+02:002009-05-21T19:42:16+02:00 <p>i techniclly stole this one off elinor. (A)</p> <p>If my life were a movie this is what my soundtrack will be.</p> <p>To do this basically you have to put your ipod/itunes/any music thing on shuffle and see what it comes up with. Each time you get a song you type it next to a part of your life but you have to do it in order (if that makes ANY sense.)</p> <p>Opening Credits : only in 3's - the breeders<br> Waking Up Scene : love is just the great pretender - animal nightlife<br> Getting Ready Scene : the puerto rican fence climber - the monochrome set<br> Car Driving Scene : king of england - hot puppies<br> High School Flashback Scene : the ballroom blitz - sweet<br> Nostalgic Scene : ant invasion - adam and the ants<br> Angry Scene: license to confuse - sebadoh<br> Agony, Painful Scene: going underground - the jam<br> Break-up Scene : great expectations - new model army<br> Sad, Breakdown Scene : i was a doledad's toy boy - the style council<br> Nightclub/Dance Scene : date with the night - yeah yeah yeahs<br> Buddy/Sidekick Scene: she drives me crazy - fine young cannibals<br> Life's OK: for the longest time - the undertones/billy joel<br> Dreaming of Someone Scene: bitter sweet - new model army<br> Contemplation Scene: life at a top people's health farm - the style council<br> Love Scene: you're tender and you're tired - manic street preachers<br> Kissing Scene: hear that sound - inxs<br> Relaxing Scene: scarlet fields - the horrors<br> Action/Fight Scene: spit on a stranger - pavement<br> Victory Scene : melody lee - the damned<br> Closing Credits: time passes... - paul weller</p> <p>hahah, some of those were genius. others... not so much. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://thebleedingmind.blog.co.uk/2009/05/21/i-m-tired-of-thinking-of-relevant-titles-now-6153997/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:thebleedingmind.blog.co.uk,2009-05-21:/2009/05/21/rooftops-i-guess-6153838/Sianny2009-05-21T19:09:24+02:002009-05-21T19:09:24+02:00 <p>stole this one off cee actually, these music quizzes can be quite entertaining. the title will become relevant at the end.</p> <p>If someone says 'Is this okay?' what do you say?<br> pink</p> <p>How would you describe yourself?<br> rain king</p> <p>What do you like in a guy/girl?<br> in love, cancer?</p> <p>How do you feel today?<br> i don't have a god</p> <p>What is your life's purpose?<br> teenage kicks</p> <p>What's your motto?<br> dirty boots</p> <p>What do your friends think of you?<br> come on/let's go</p> <p>What do you think of your parents?<br> wild world</p> <p>What do you think about often?<br> breakaway</p> <p>What is 2 + 2?<br> full moon</p> <p>What do you think of your best friend?<br> my perfect cousin</p> <p>What do you think of the person you like?<br> you're tender and you're tired</p> <p>What is your life story?<br> waiting</p> <p>What do you want to be when you grow up?<br> no no no</p> <p>What do you think of when you see the person you like?<br> have you ever had it blue?</p> <p>What will you dance to at your wedding?<br> excellent choice</p> <p>What will they play at your funeral?<br> the kill</p> <p>What is your hobby/interest?<br> phenomena</p> <p>What is your biggest fear?<br> green eyeliner</p> <p>What is your biggest secret?<br> if you're into it</p> <p>What do you think of your friends?<br> the everlasting</p> <p>What will you post this as?<br> rooftops</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://thebleedingmind.blog.co.uk/2009/05/21/rooftops-i-guess-6153838/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:thebleedingmind.blog.co.uk,2009-05-21:/2009/05/21/part-troix-6153817/Sianny2009-05-21T19:06:13+02:002009-06-04T10:49:00+02:00 <p>i'm bored. dangerously bored.</p> <p>Who last called you babe or baby?<br> lily. she's my lesbian lover. <img src="/img/smilies/icon_wink.gif" alt=";)" class="middle" border="0"></p> <p>Have you ever felt worthless?<br> many a time</p> <p>Do you take compliments well?<br> no, i laugh, tell them to fuck off, then ponder if they were joking and how mean that would be yet how they could not be joking, and seriously complimenting ME, then sort of spiral down into a pit of self-loathing</p> <p>Does your ex hate you?<br> one does</p> <p>What's the last picture you received on your cell phone?<br> err, i haven't had one since i got my new phone</p> <p>Are you interested in anyone right now?<br> *sighs* i dont know.</p> <p>Are you good at persuading?<br> yes, i can bend people's arms back. <img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"> </p> <p>Do you know anyone that drinks?<br> yes</p> <p>Do you get along with girls?<br> a select few. most are bitchy and pathetic</p> <p>How do you feel when someone kisses you on the forehead?<br> well it depends if i knew them... and who they were and the context</p> <p>Do you find it hard to trust others?<br> depends who they are and what i'm trusting them with</p> <p>What is something your friends make fun of you for?<br> err, emma makes fun of how dangerous i am with knives? oh, and my fucked up laugh</p> <p>What's your current annoyance?<br> m.e</p> <p>Are you keeping a secret right now?<br> yes. it's a biggie</p> <p>Do you know anyone whose name starts with a Z?<br> yes, unfortunately</p> <p>Would you ever get a tattoo?<br> in theory yes, but in practice i'm scared of needles</p> <p>Who was the last person you kissed?<br> none of your fucking business</p> <p>Do you know a guy named David?<br> many</p> <p>Do you think the concept of phone sex is stupid?<br> very </p> <p>What makes you happy at this moment?<br> not a fat lot. apart from i made up with an old friend last night who i haven't spoken to in a year</p> <p>Does your ex have a boyfriend or girlfriend?<br> probably, he's a slut</p> <p>Do you like competition?<br> depends if i'm good at the task in hand </p> <p>When is the last time you went to a mall?<br> considering i've never been to america, never.</p> <p>Will tomorrow be better than today?<br> it should be, i get to see everyone <img src="/img/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif" alt=":D" class="middle" border="0"> </p> <p>Can you live without your cell phone?<br> i guess, i've never tried</p> <p>Do you open up to a lot of people?<br> no one, never. not even my psychologist.</p> <p>Would you ever tattoo a boy's/girl's name on you?<br> hell no, that's so tacky </p> <p>Explain your relationship status:<br> singular</p> <p>Where did you get the top you are wearing?<br> culture</p> <p>Who was the last person to compliment you?<br> i dunno, once i've gone through that whole self loathing spiral i forget where it all started <img src="/img/smilies/graylaugh.gif" alt=":))" class="middle" border="0"> </p> <p>Everyone deserves a second chance, right?<br> depends who they are and what they did</p> <p>Who was the last person you sent a text to?<br> kate</p> <p>Has anyone ever told you you were beautiful?<br> yes. another one i didn't take well</p> <p>Would you rather hang with a bunch of girls or boys?<br> depends what girls and what boys they were</p> <p>How are you feeling RIGHT now?<br> happy my new 45 arrived, but pissed it's like bent and overall i'm pretty tired</p> <p>Last time you cried?<br> oh christ, about an hour ago</p> <p>Who was the last person you shot a dirty look at?<br> my head of year</p> <p>Is there someone that makes you happy every time you speak with them?<br> there are many. i call them my friends</p> <p>Do you want to see someone this particular moment?<br> cath, i have a surprise for her. and i owe her a hug.</p> <p>Where is the person you want to kiss right now?<br> do you think i electronically tag people or something? what a fucked up question</p> <p>Are you mad at someone right now?<br> a wee bit</p> <p>Ever been told "it's not you, it's me"?<br> luckily, no</p> <p>How does it feel to be heartbroken?<br> pretty darn awful</p> <p>Can you honestly say you're okay right now?<br> hell no</p> <p>You just drank 15 shots, what would you be doing?<br> laughing, being more outgoing than i am sober probably</p> <p>Do you think you've changed over the past year?<br> hmm, yeah just a bit.</p> <p>What was the last thing you hid?<br> err, i don't generally hide things</p> <p>Who was the last person to call you & what's a fact about them?<br> tim, he's english and is one half of a german electro rap band</p> <p>Do you flip your pillow to the cold side?<br> pillows have a cold side?</p> <p>Do you sleep with one leg out from under the covers?<br> i don't know, i'm asleep</p> <p>Would you ever live with any of your friends?<br> hell to the yeah, they make laugh when i don't even want to smile</p> <p> <small> <a href="http://thebleedingmind.blog.co.uk/2009/05/21/part-troix-6153817/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:thebleedingmind.blog.co.uk,2009-05-21:/2009/05/21/thank-you-cath-part-deux-6153771/Sianny2009-05-21T18:58:47+02:002009-05-21T18:58:47+02:00 <p>hehehe. more inane pointless quizzes that my dearest catherine has now got me hooked on. grr.</p> <p>boredom is a hideous thing.</p> <p>Every answer has to begin with the first letter of your name. It's not as easy as it sounds.</p> <p>1. What is your name?</p> <p>sian </p> <p>2. A four letter word?</p> <p>saga</p> <p>3. A boy's name?</p> <p>sam </p> <p>4. A girl's name?</p> <p>serendipity (ha)</p> <p>5. An occupation?</p> <p>seamstress</p> <p>6. A colour?</p> <p>salmon</p> <p>7. Something to wear?</p> <p>skirt</p> <p>8. Food?</p> <p>soup</p> <p>9. Something in you're bathroom?</p> <p>spunk. (couldn't resist<img src="/img/smilies/graylaugh.gif" alt=":))" class="middle" border="0">) err, shampoo probably</p> <p>10. A place?</p> <p>shoreditch</p> <p>11. A reason for being late?</p> <p>slipped on ice? </p> <p>12. Something you shout?</p> <p>"shit off!"</p> <p>13. A movie title?</p> <p>sweeney todd</p> <p>14. A drink?</p> <p>smirnoff ice</p> <p>15. A musical group?</p> <p>sonic youth</p> <p>16. Something in the room you are in?</p> <p>shoes. lots of shoes</p> <p>17. Something you love to do?</p> <p>sarcasm </p> <p>18. Something you did today?</p> <p>screamed</p> <p>19. Awesome word?</p> <p>schwester</p> <p>20. An animal?</p> <p>squirrel?</p> <p>21. Something you want?</p> <p>snakes, extinction of </p> <p>22. Something you abide by?</p> <p>secrecy</p> <p>24. Describe yourself?</p> <p>satirical</p> <p>25. Something special of your choice?</p> <p>space dust? </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://thebleedingmind.blog.co.uk/2009/05/21/thank-you-cath-part-deux-6153771/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:thebleedingmind.blog.co.uk,2009-05-21:/2009/05/21/thank-you-cath-6151740/Sianny2009-05-21T11:55:11+02:002009-07-26T18:00:09+02:00 <p>right. so i have two pieces of english coursework that i probably should have done a few weeks ago. what do i do about it? i do all of the pointless yet addictive quizzes cath has on her blog to put it off of course! </p> <p>so here goes with the first one:</p> <p>The 'What' Quiz (yes, I know, a stupid name )</p> <p>What's on your desk/table?<br> jesus, what ISN'T on my desk? okay, ready? on my desk atm: ipod speakers<br> complete with ipod, the lush times, a few school books, five empty parcels, a pen<br> knife, ralph lauren blue, a water bottle, my big ass dj headphones, a broken<br> calculator, blue tack, wizard of oz makeup bag containing only some jewellery pliers(?),<br> a shit load of ribbons, the snap cup i just made for cath, numerous peace cranes,<br> a few albums (daydream nation, do rabbits wonder?, pod, international superhits,<br> primary colours, its blitz, the birthday party hits, fever to tell, terror twilight, under the crooked moon), a few corsages, a cameo brooch, disney princess bracelet, some<br> wrapping paper left from my birthday, and a present which i havent opened yet! (that's<br> a new discovery), oh and some bubble wrap, assorted wires, and the nme awards<br> issue hidden underneath all that junk along with many other things which i won't even<br> attempt to discover.</p> <p>What's in your school bag?<br> err, my english book, ict coursework (all three pages of it), various notes and small<br> pieces of paper swimming along at the bottom, a beret(?), and half a pencil(the end<br> with the rubber. which is usefull).</p> <p>What's in your handbag/non-school bag?<br> another beret, two pairs of gloves, ballet shoes(?), a scarf, the strange case of dr<br> jekyll and mr hyde, sunglasses, rubber elf ears, a bracelet, lush temple balm(?), various tickets, keys, assorted pills and a packet of crayons.</p> <p>What is on your floor?<br> everything. aside from all my furniture: too many wires, my bag, school bag, three<br> pairs of shoes, hair dryer, a record case, a washbag and holdall still packed from<br> my holiday two weeks ago, a guitar and probably every issue of nme from the<br> last few months.</p> <p>What's in your pockets?<br> i don't have any pockets</p> <p>What's in your cd player?<br> i don't have a cd player. although suicide's debut's in my record player if that counts?</p> <p>What is your most played track?<br> license to confuse - sebadoh </p> <p>What does your hand smell like?<br> prit stick</p> <p>What are you reading at the moment?<br> the adventures of sherlock holmes - arthur conan doyle</p> <p>What is the last thing you touched?<br> besides the keyboard, prit stick</p> <p>What was the last thing you ate?<br> err, i don't think i've had anything to eat today</p> <p>What was the last thing you drank?<br> water</p> <p>Look up. What is the first thing that catches your eye?<br> a stephen king book on the arm of my sofa that someone lent me and i haven't got round to reading yet</p> <p>What are you doing at the same time as this?<br> making cath a snap cup</p> <p>What should you be doing right now?<br> probably some english coursework</p> <p>What are you going to do after you've finished this quiz?<br> check if the post woman's been yet - i've been waiting for a new single to come for<br> aaages</p> <p>What are you going to say when this quiz has ended?<br> i wonder how many of these quizzes cath has that i do to postone doing my<br> coursework? </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://thebleedingmind.blog.co.uk/2009/05/21/thank-you-cath-6151740/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:thebleedingmind.blog.co.uk,2009-05-21:/2009/05/21/death-by-dale-6151409/Sianny2009-05-21T10:52:20+02:002009-05-21T10:52:20+02:00 <p>being ill is so depressing. i actually watched supermarket sweep this morning. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://thebleedingmind.blog.co.uk/2009/05/21/death-by-dale-6151409/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:thebleedingmind.blog.co.uk,2009-03-13:/2009/03/13/i-should-probably-get-out-more-5751193/Sianny2009-03-13T17:45:15+01:002009-03-13T17:45:15+01:00 <p>you know those little pompoms with googley eyes and sticky ribbons attatched to their feet?</p> <p>they're fun. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://thebleedingmind.blog.co.uk/2009/03/13/i-should-probably-get-out-more-5751193/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:thebleedingmind.blog.co.uk,2009-01-27:/2009/01/27/ahh-bums-5459496/Sianny2009-01-27T20:44:52+01:002009-01-27T20:44:52+01:00 <p>Ahh, the joys of english coursework.</p> <p>I've been working on this for like two days, and to quote Frankie Boyle: I'm so bored, I think my heart just stopped.</p> <p>Get this: I've got to write an argumentative letter in response to an article a guy wrote about tramps.</p> <p>Wow. I don't think there has <em>ever</em> been a more boring coursework assignment. Saying that, my last chemistry coursework was a case study on water. That was pretty mind-numbing.</p> <p>I can't wait til in two years time I can be doing drama and psychology every day at college instead of this boring shite.</p> <p>Ahh well, c'est la vie I spose. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://thebleedingmind.blog.co.uk/2009/01/27/ahh-bums-5459496/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:thebleedingmind.blog.co.uk,2009-01-13:/2009/01/13/breakdown-5371955/Sianny2009-01-13T18:27:55+01:002009-01-13T18:34:50+01:00 <p>I am just so fed up with people at the moment.</p> <p>I think I must be like a thirty year old trapped in a fourteen year old's body. I find most people my age immature narrow-minded fuckers and it's really pissing me off.</p> <p>I hate all this bullshit about 'social status'. Me and my best mate were having a rant about it the other day. Anyone who isn't popular, (i.e. doesn't give a fuck about education, hate their parents, constantly in detention, easy) is regarded as completely faceless and worthless.</p> <p>For example, one of my friends, Gee, who by the way is stunningly pretty and the nicest person I've ever encountered, had this picture on her bebo profile. It was one day ages ago when me and her had had a sleepover, and got a bit excited with her makeup. I put a line of glittery blue eyeliner on her eyelids and put on red lipstick. (We both have to wear exactly that when we do dance shows because of the stage lighting and all that jazz.) Thing is, she really pulled it off, so the taking the piss out of it really backfired. Anyhoo, we took some photos of us looking 'sexy' and she put a few of them in her album on bebo.</p> <p>Then this bitchy, popular, scene girl, who quite frankly is as trashy as it gets, took it upon herself to tell Gee what she thought of it. She left a comment saying, and I quote: 'You look like a sixty year old wannabe hooker slapping all that shit on your face. Ugly.' Except it was all spelt so appallingly it was hard to read.</p> <p>What. The. Fuck? That made me so unbeliavabely angry. I felt like going round and punching her into the ground. But I restrained myself (God knows why).</p> <p>I left a reply to it though, basically telling her to fuck off and keep her (wrong) opinion to herself.</p> <p>She took offense to that, and confronted me about how <em>no one</em> tells her to fuck off. So I said <em>no one</em> insults Gee like that for no reason.</p> <p>Do you know what her excuse was?</p> <p>PMS.</p> <p>My God, I could have killed her.</p> <p>However, in the end, I made her apologise, and I apologised for telling her to fuck off and calling her a slut.</p> <p>Eleven months on, and one of her friends saw the argument underneath the photo, and got involved, calling all my friends who had also stuck up for Gee, 'ugly', 'stupid nerds' ad other things I refuse to repeat. I had a go at her too, because Gee is too lovely and shy to say anything herself. I did so without actually insulting the girl, just telling her it had all been cleared up ages ago and she had no need to say any of that or even get involved.</p> <p>She told me it was unacceptable for 'someone like me' to even talk to 'someone like her'. Now I'm not at all intimidated by popularity, so I (rather foolishly, in retrospect) put her straight.</p> <p>It all resulted in her calling her calling me a 'stupid nerd' (which is rather self contradictory) and a 'pathetic cunt'. How exactly <em>I</em> was being pathetic, I'm not sure. It also resulted in both girls searching for me around school for the week or so before the christmas holidays to try and kill me. Now <em>that</em> is pathetic.</p> <p>Thing is, I think I mentioned before, I've got this chronic fatigue, and have had for nearly ten months now. I saw a psychiatrist about it a while ago, because aparently my energy levels are linked to my mind. He said that if I'm overly stressed, upset or worried, then it can affect me physically.</p> <p>It has.</p> <p>Well, that and the fact that my best friend randomly stopped talking to me over something completely trivial and has practically erased me from her life. I'm lucky I've had Gee and Em and some other friends who have been an amazing support.</p> <p>But all this has led to me having multiple emotional breakdowns, (one in front of a guy I really like), becoming depressed, and basically a complete mess. I cry over everything at the moment. And surprise surprise, it's all left me incredibely weak. </p> <p>So weak in fact, that I haven't been able to go back to school since the christmas holidays. I'm having work sent home so I don't fall behind on my GCSE's, because I can't cope with school. Mentally, or physically.</p> <p>I could just really do without this at the moment to be honest. I'm such a wreck as it is. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://thebleedingmind.blog.co.uk/2009/01/13/breakdown-5371955/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:thebleedingmind.blog.co.uk,2009-01-04:/2009/01/04/nana-nana-nana-nana-nana-nana-nana-nana-badwan-5320886/Sianny2009-01-04T16:03:45+01:002009-01-04T16:03:45+01:00 <p>Hello playmates, Ming here. Ming,mong mango. Bingo bango bongo. Hahah, that's a great song. Actually it's not Ming, it's Sianny. Well of course it is, it's my fucking blog. Who else would it be? I don't know. Bloody hell Sian, just stop talking. I'm not talking, I'm typing. Talking typing, it's all the same to me. Just stop doing it. Okie cokie boss.</p> <p>Bloody hell, I apologise for that minor blip in my sanity.</p> <p>Anyhoo, that title could be rather misleading. It could imply that this is gonna be about Faris, but it's not. It's actually about batman. Exciting, I know. Thing is, I was gonna write nana nana etc ... Batman. And then I remembered a funny macro with Faris jumping about in some sort of cape and the caption said nana nana etc ... Badwan. I thought it was rather funny so I substituted it in 'cause I'm magical like that. Hahahah, I said that to my little cousin a while ago and she now thinks I've actually got magic powers. Which of course I have. Metaphorically. Oh my GOD. I'm talking waay too much today.</p> <p>Hmm, I think I might have that macro. I shall check.<br> Aha! I has found.</p> <p>Balls, it won't let me paste it. Ah well, c'et la vie.</p> <p>Anyway, back to what this was meant to be about. Batman.</p> <p>My purchase of the biggest big ass batman ring in all the big wide world has just arrived. And I LAAVE it. Muchly so. It's bright yellow with the classic logo in the middle. Well, I say in the middle, it's more sort of all over it.</p> <p>It's from Culture Vulture, available from Truffle Shuffle which is where I got mine from.</p> <p><a href="http://www.truffleshuffle.co.uk/store/batman-logo-ring-from-culture-vulture-p-2190.html">http://www.truffleshuffle.co.uk/store/batman-logo-ring-from-culture-vulture-p-2190.html</a></p> <p>^ check it out.</p> <p>They also do Superman and Spiderman which if like me you're rather keen on super heroes, you'll want to collect them all and wear them all at once (if they'll fit) and fight it out to see which is the best. Well, maybe not that last bit, I think that's just me. I think I might suggest they make a Thundercats one. Or maybe even a Mumm-Ra one? With his sphinx hat and all. Wow, that would be so genius.</p> <p>But, yeah. They are all very awesome. In fact, just check out the whole website, it's like one of my favourite ever for retro tees and accesories. I got my Wonder Woman bag from there which I use for absolutely everything including school. AND for anyone who has the Mighty Boosh Live DVD from 2006, and rather fancy Noel's uber-cool pacman belt, it comes from Truffle Shuffle and is only £9.99. I've got mine. What are you waiting for? </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://thebleedingmind.blog.co.uk/2009/01/04/nana-nana-nana-nana-nana-nana-nana-nana-badwan-5320886/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:thebleedingmind.blog.co.uk,2009-01-01:/2009/01/01/what-s-going-on-5309124/Sianny2009-01-01T20:38:54+01:002009-01-01T20:42:23+01:00 <p>Oh my Edward. Back a-fucking-gain.</p> <p>I'm in a very talkative mood today, if you hadn't already noticed.</p> <p>Anyhoo, my brother just came in to borrow my Mighty Book of Boosh, and it reminded me of a travesty of justice that was brought to my attention last night when I was watching the repeat of the Big Fat Quiz of The Year.</p> <p>Where the fuck are the Goth Detectives?!</p> <p>I've watched that show the last few years and it's been great! There's the try hard squares: Rob Brydon and David Walliams/David Mitchell, the ones that think they're posher than the others: Jonathon Ross and Cat Deeley/Lily Allen, and then the lovable rebellious ladymen: Russell Brand and Noel Fielding.</p> <p>They got hardly anything right, and just caused trouble, but it was adorable and it made the show interesting. Their answers were comedy gold; much better than everyone getting the answer right then moving on to the next question. This year was nowhere near as good without them.</p> <p>I saw the line up at the start of the show, and it looked quite good: Dara O'Briain, Davina McCall, James Corden, Michael McIntyre, Sean Lock - I like all those people, it looked like it was going to be a good show after all. Obviously not as good without Noel and Russell, but quite good in the sceme of things.</p> <p>Then they unveiled the last contestant: Claudia fucking Winkleman. I hate that woman. Not only does she think she's funny, quirky and cool, when she clearly isn't, she's got that annoying lazy eye that she tries to cover with a really crap fringe. I know you can't descriminate against people because of their looks, and that isn't why I don't like her, but it does irritate me.</p> <p>I do yoga with my mum and her friend Becky every week. And Becky went to school with Claudia Winkleman. Apparantly, she was a real bully and bitchy to everyone. Clever, but a bully. <em>That's</em> why I don't like her.</p> <p>Grr. I say bring back the goth detectives next year. When all this about Andrew Sachs has all blown over and Russell is no longer in the doghouse, obviously. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://thebleedingmind.blog.co.uk/2009/01/01/what-s-going-on-5309124/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:thebleedingmind.blog.co.uk,2009-01-01:/2009/01/01/msi-5308962/Sianny2009-01-01T19:58:08+01:002009-01-01T19:58:08+01:00 <p>Hahahah, I have been here rather a lot today.</p> <p>Anyway, I've recently discovered Mindless Self Indulgence... and they're fucking good!</p> <p>I love discovering and learning about new music, and my friend sent me Never Wanted To Dance, and said "Listen to this, you'l like them." and I really did! There's been quite a lot of hype about them and Kerrang! are pretty keen on them, but I'd never heard their music before. Now I have, I'm gonna have to go about buying some more of their stuff.</p> <p>Oh yeah, like I said before, I love discovering new music, so if you know of any good bands that I might not have heard of, let me know and I'll ... well I don't really know what I'll do, but I'll be pretty darn thankful.</p> <p>xo </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://thebleedingmind.blog.co.uk/2009/01/01/msi-5308962/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:thebleedingmind.blog.co.uk,2009-01-01:/2009/01/01/oh-dear-5308695/Sianny2009-01-01T18:57:58+01:002009-01-01T18:57:58+01:00 <p>"Ooh, your eyeliner looks nice. I like it when you put it all round your eyes, when you just do it on your eyelid it looks a bit funny. This way outlines your eyes, they're a really nice shape, very oriental."</p> <p>"Are you calling me chinese?"</p> <p>"Yeah, you fucking gook."</p> <p>^ A conversation I just had with my mum. I think she may be certifiably insane. That, or just mentally retarded. Mind you, the empty bottle of wine might have something to do with it. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://thebleedingmind.blog.co.uk/2009/01/01/oh-dear-5308695/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:thebleedingmind.blog.co.uk,2009-01-01:/2009/01/01/ho-ho-fuck-off-5306578/Sianny2009-01-01T12:25:47+01:002009-01-01T12:25:47+01:00 <p>Oh my God. Thank GOD Christmas is over for another year. (Yes. I think the Jesus side of things is bullshit, so it is rather contradictory for me to be thanking God, but c'est la vie.)</p> <p>Usually I love Christmas, absolutely love it. It's my favourite time of year. But this year, the whole holiday season had just pissed me off. When we put the tree up on the first of December (first of Advent if you believe all that) whilst listening to the Christmas CD, I felt so Christmasy and I couldn't wait for the 25th to arrive. But by about the 10th, I was already sick of the whole thing. </p> <p>It used to be like a tradional time where all the family you never see come round, you don't like half of them, but there's like something in the air (along with large measures of alcohol) that puts all that aside and everyone just gets on. Just for one day. But now it's become so commercialised, and over-marketted it's just ridiculous. </p> <p>I mean, I never believed in the 'true' point of Christmas, i.e. the whole Jesus' birthday (apparantly it's actually in September or something) but I believed it was still a time for 'good will' and all that. But everyone just seems to be cashing in on it, and seeing Christmas purely as an opportunity to scam more money out of people. And every year, people fall for it. Every year, they buy way more than they need to, they splash out on stupid little singing decorations that at the time seem funny and worth it, but once Christmas is over, seem like a fucking waste of money. Which they are.</p> <p>A couple of weeks ago, I was flicking through the music channels - there aren't many I can watch now as most of them are filled with shite - and over half of them were showing "What's Britain's favourite Christmas song?" which was basically about twenty Christmas songs played over and pover and over again on each channel. At one point, three consecutive channels were all playing Shakin' Stevens at the same time. It was fucking ridiculous.</p> <p>My brother, however, was pretty into the swing of things Christmas song wise, and whenever he put one on in my presence, I just flipped out. I couldn't help it, I'd heard them all SO many times by then, that I hated pretty much all of them.</p> <p>I feel like a total Scrooge, but Christmas is just really irritating now. Either that or maybe I'm just finally growing up. I don't fucking know. </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://thebleedingmind.blog.co.uk/2009/01/01/ho-ho-fuck-off-5306578/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:thebleedingmind.blog.co.uk,2008-12-30:/2008/12/30/rich-fulcher-5298491/Sianny2008-12-30T15:30:42+01:002008-12-30T15:30:42+01:00 <p>"My mum once put the dog in the toaster, but that was just an experiment."</p> <p>^ Is it wrong that I would actually marry Rich Fulcher purely for the comedy japes? </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://thebleedingmind.blog.co.uk/2008/12/30/rich-fulcher-5298491/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:thebleedingmind.blog.co.uk,2008-12-30:/2008/12/30/return-of-the-jedi-5298089/Sianny2008-12-30T14:02:10+01:002009-06-09T00:20:18+02:00 <p>Before I launch into this post, I just wanted to apologise for the strange title. This was gonna be about my return to my long lost blog, so I wrote 'Return' in the subject box, then my inner geek made me write 'Return of The Jedi' because it seemed relavent at the time.</p> <p>Anyhoo, ahoyhoy. I have been absent for rather a long time. I know this because I recieved an email from this site yesterday telling me they miss me. How friendly is that? So I decided I'd better return. </p> <p>Well, that, and my phsychiatrist said that keeping all my thoughts and emotions pent up is bad for me and will make me worse because they'll all well up and eat away at me from the inside. Or something along those lines. I bet I've just scared everyone now with the psychiatrist bit. Sorry about that. I don't see a psychiatrist because I'm mentally unstable, it's to apparently help with my chronic fatigue. </p> <p>Anyhoo, basically, I shall be here more often, probably on a pretty regular basis to write down all the shite that goes on in my brain. According to my mate, it's very interesting, magical stuff, but I'll let you be the judge of that. </p> <p>It's not all gonna be me wittering away meaninglessly though, <del>I have recently got back in the habit of writing. Fanfiction, that is. I hadn't done it for a while, and had kinda forgotten how, if that makes sense. But then I got inspired by a friend and spectacular writer who goes by the name of STiCKs. She's such a genius, and it's kinda due to her that I am writing again. Love you darling! </del> scrap that, it <u>will</u> be just me wittering away. I'm over fanfiction. I haven't got time for it these days.</p> <p>Til next time, ciao. That's not my office. Ciao.</p> <p>p.s. I apologise for the IT crowd reference, it's automatic.<br> p.p.s. I'm bringing 'ciao' back. If you hadn't already noticed.</p> <p>xo </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://thebleedingmind.blog.co.uk/2008/12/30/return-of-the-jedi-5298089/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:thebleedingmind.blog.co.uk,2008-10-15:/2008/10/15/stressedddddd-4876021/Sianny2008-10-15T15:52:16+02:002008-10-15T15:52:16+02:00 <p>Fuck the teenage years. Why are they so hard?! You like someone, but do they like you back? They act like it, getting on well, major fliritng, but all of a sudden you find out they're with <em>her</em>. Oh the drama. You go through all that for nothing. Then there's the spots. I generally have pretty good skin, wake up one morning with a shiny forehead full of zits, as our american friends say. The joys. And worst of all, the preppy popular cunts who look down on everyone and think they're better than me. I hate those twats and I can bet they hate me. Do I care? Nope. </p> <p>My GOD, I digres.</p> <p>Feel like I'm about to fucking EXPLODE from stress. TRYING to get a GCSE in drama, probably never going to happen with my group. Me and my friend appear to be the ONLY ones with ANY experience of acting or performing in any way shape or form. The other three don't have a fucking clue, nad it's driving me INSANE. I don't think they even know what improvisation is! GAHHHHH. Phew, needed to get that out.</p> <p>Chronic fatigue? I <em><u>fucking</u></em> hate it. As if my life wasn't dificult enough at the moment. I'm doing my GCSE's, two of which being dance and drama. But I can't manage more than three days a week at school! I'm missing so much I'm having to work extra hard at home and can't go to dance outide of school. I've missed out on two dance shows so far this month, and I haven't been to my modern, ballet, or street classes in I don't know how long. It's fucking killing me. How am I supposed to become a prefessional dancer if I can't go to the classes. </p> <p>Life's pretty darn shit at the moment. Can you tell? </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://thebleedingmind.blog.co.uk/2008/10/15/stressedddddd-4876021/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:thebleedingmind.blog.co.uk,2008-08-16:/2008/08/16/mr-joshua-von-grimm-4595659/Sianny2008-08-16T10:49:20+02:002009-06-09T00:26:38+02:00 <p><strong>Here's the other poem from our english coursework. I'm not sure if I'll do all five after all, I haven't got the attention span. Or the time. Anyway, here's the Josh one. <img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"></strong></p> <p>A rangy androgynyne<br> With panache so refined;<br> His lofty bouffant coiffure<br> Contrasting with the slightness of his tenuous figure<br> A bolt straight fringe with a peroxide tinge<br> Among jet black tresses - also the colour in which he dresses<br> His eyes are lined in thick black kohl<br> The deep brown iris penetrates your soul<br> His legs flattered by tight black drainpipes<br> Teamed with a tshirt of monochrome stripes<br> Winklepickers in white he wears<br> No one else's style compares</p> <p>With that of Mr Joshua Von Grimm </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://thebleedingmind.blog.co.uk/2008/08/16/mr-joshua-von-grimm-4595659/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:thebleedingmind.blog.co.uk,2008-08-16:/2008/08/16/poems-4595618/Sianny2008-08-16T10:40:39+02:002009-06-09T00:12:24+02:00 <p><strong>Right, I've nearly finished the poem about Josh in the style of the one I did about Faris for that english project, and it will be uploaded at some point today. There will be one for each horror at some time in the near future, hopefully. But just Josh for today. And yeah, comments and shit would be greatly appreciated <img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"></strong> </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://thebleedingmind.blog.co.uk/2008/08/16/poems-4595618/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>tag:thebleedingmind.blog.co.uk,2008-08-14:/2008/08/14/mr-faris-rotter-coursework-poem-4588688/Sianny2008-08-14T17:43:13+02:002008-08-14T17:43:13+02:00 <p><strong>Same project for English as the story, had to do a descriptive poem of a charactor, and write them into a story. Already posted the story, so here's the poem about Faris <img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"> Enjoy. </strong></p> <p>Spindly legs and skinny fit jeans<br> He'll get into those drainpipes by any means<br> He stands tall at six foot five<br> When on stage he must always dive<br> His voice is big, and his hair's even bigger<br> He'll go far wiht that svelte manly figure<br> With hair to die for, all backcombed and grand<br> He's the finest androgynyne in all the land<br> His style and eyeliner cause quite a stir<br> Walking through the crowd with his dark exterior<br> Gothic chic, slim physique<br> Strolls down the street, buckled boots on his feet </p> <p> <small> <a href="http://thebleedingmind.blog.co.uk/2008/08/14/mr-faris-rotter-coursework-poem-4588688/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>