Without knowing the force of words, it is impossible to know me(n).

Mood good

Wearing pjs
Eating/Drinking milk
Hearing Train - Hopelessly
Dreamt about my currently un-hat. £90. I nearly cried.
Currently reading Counselling for Toads - Robert de Board
Present MSN name What I love best, Little CSI said, is when I'm asleep in my bed & the Angel of Forensics whispers chemical equations in my head.
Talking to le Beak.
Last text from Bone. As ever.
Word of the Day counselling.

I know I haven't really been on my blog much in the past few months. (The last post didn't count...) So I've had to sum up those two months without writing way too much. So I summed it all up here. This is done in the same way that steve write up some of their news bulletin items. Enjoy!

Ellie’s birthday. No present from me. Youth Club. Uganda. Lugazi? Prayer. Please! Days pass. James Blunt gig. Crap. Look from under armpit. Pfftt. Can’t be bothered. Sit on floor. Sticky floor. Squelch. Squelch. Home. Finally! Half term. Empty days. Relaxed? No. steve tickets. Red. Groovy. Empty days. Town. Orange shop. Cool assistant. Feel stupid. No more dead phone. Replacement. New phone. Samsung. Very cool. Home. Tidy room. Waiting. No call. Waiting. Waiting. Pissed off. Waste? Day of steve gig. No call. Pissed off. MSN. Herry. Drive. Gig. Cold. Queue. Doors open. Hyper. Front of gig. [dweeb]. Crap. Andy Hunter. Crap. steve. Fabulous! New videos. Watch avidly. Record onto phone. Pictures. New song. You’ve Won My Heart. New single. Can’t wait. Can’t buy yet. Damn. Fill in address on card. Signings. Andy Hunter. Gant? Twat! steve. Paul. Lovely guy. I love him. Neil. Gorgeous. Mmmmm. I love Neil. Joe. Sweaty. I love Joe. Mardy manager. Start to leave. Picture with Joe. Not impressed. Home. Bacon sarnie. Sleep. Arise. Bed head. Dead bed. Herry leaves. Tidy room. Not soon enough. MSN chat with Ellie. Not impressed with stuff. I agree. School. Avoidance. Work. Work. Work. Drags on. Ignore coursework piles. Friday. IBS. Home. Weekend passes. Monday. Miss Doran. Confrontation. About coursework. No surprise. Dodge inevitable. Volunteer for after school sessions. Idiot. Coursework. D7. Computer. Swish. Detention club. Pfft. History complete. School. Coursework. Coursework. Coursework. Chemistry nearly complete. Coursework. Coursework. Coursework. Coursework. Phsyics nearly complete. Home. Finished physics. Computer. Crash. Damn. Recover? No! Damn. Curse aloud. Mourn sixteen pages of work. Redo. Nearly complete. Save. Save. Save. Save. Computer crashes. Recover? Pleeeaaaase! Recovered second document. First is dead. Five o’clock. Tired. Bed. Sleep. Coursework. No more free lunchtimes. Work. Coursework. Learning mentor. Coursework. Baptism meeting. Katrina’s stupid. Laughing behind Bible. Talk. Pray. Elaine. Rev. Crane. Ha! Cry. Counselling? Please. Coursework. Week passes. Uganda comfirmed. Meeting in late November. Baptism meeting. Argument with dad. Argument with mum. Safe at church. Katrina’s stupid. Ellie’s there. Laughing behind Bible. Talk with Rev and Elaine. Talk with Elaine. Cry. Where’s God? I don’t know. Homework. Just what I need! School. Open evenings. Mrs Holden. Distracted. Jiggly leg. Stop it. Home. Derby Moor. Physics. Glare at TPB. Chemistry. Lisa’s mentioned. Switch off. Biology. OFO is lovely. English. Literature and Language. Ellie. English teachers love me. I love them. Mr Haddon’s beard. Distracted. Don’t hear a word he says. Home. Coursework. English essay. The Picture of Dorian Gray. Miss Doran. Ginge. Tick boxes? Okay, sure. Coursework. Miss Doran. Heart? Coursework. Coursework. So very tired. English essay complete. Weekend. Cathy Burton gig. Brilliant. Singing. Perfect. Dan Wheeler. Corrine. Long hug. Tee-shirt. Poster. Postcard. More songs. Great writing. Great voices. Crap performances. Signings? Signings! CD. Dead chuffed. Talk. No DVD. Damn. Pity. Floaty. Sleep. School. Thursday. Quick. Sleep? Not yet. Friday. Mr Lill. Prick. Offsite PE. Sophie. Jess. Walk. Mum. Water. Cheese and biscuits. Rabbit. Drive. Dropped off. Work out. Feel ill. Home. Walk to Hannah’s. Paper round. Talk. Discoveries. Interesting. Little Britain. Lady. Chav. Break dance. Wee. No Bitty. Thank God. Sleep. Road to Perdition. Soundtrack. Excellent. Weekend. Library. Overdue. Fine. It’s fine. Grandparents. Madrid. Hot chocolate. Custard apple please. Thank you. Goodbye. Walk to Ellie’s mum’s. Long road. Reeeaaally long road. Meet Ellie. Mum’s. Mardy pony. No hooves. Hilarious. Talk. Dewberry. Banana. Ghost. Talk. Bus. Town. Next. Pillowcase. No receipt. HMV. DVD. Amelie. Buy one get one free. No other good DVDs on offer. Oasis. Buy part of Becky’s Chrimbo pressie. Superdrug. Make-up. Bored. Wander off. Perfume. No Abercrombie. Haunted by Ghost. Hehe. Bored. Fiddle with stuff on shelves. Electric toothbrush? No. Dildo! Ewww! Disturbed. Walk out. Sainbury's. Weird woman with grotesque teeth. Hilarious. Impressions. Basket. Ellie’s phobia. Get over it, Ellie! Basic junk food. Sweets. Chocolate. Cookies. Popcorn. A long chewy thing? Where’s the need? Self check out. Difficult? Not really. Hilarious? Hell yes! Reads out prices. Can’t stop laughing. Machine won’t accept money. Spits out tenner. Never laughed so much in a supermarket. Hostile woman. Laugh. Fold tenner. Straighten money. Machine accepts money. Damn you, evil woman. Bag food. Walk out. Illumina. Earrings. Another tenner. Am nearly poor. Nice earrings though. Higgs. Ellie’s turn to order. Bargain with Ellie. Seventy-five pence. Shake hands. I order. One white hot chocolate. One tiramisu special café latte. No tiramisu. Nearly cry. Hold it back. Settle for chocolate flavour. Sit in smoking section. Jordan. No seats downstairs. Mock poor waiter behind his back. Talk. Drinks arrive. Mmmm. Empty mugs. Off we go. Bus. Ellie’s dad’s house. Ellie can’t unlock door. I can. Josh. Howl. Shut up, woofer. Sit on comfy sofa. Sleepy. Talk. Sleepy. Give in. Sleep? Close eyes. Poke from Ellie. Guess not. Talk. Word association game. Things are getting bad. Josh joins in. Nearly two hours. Am starrrrrrving. Eat mini Mars. Eat mini Milky Way. Still starving. Still tired. Ellie goes off to shower. Little doze. Go upstairs. Ellie on pc. Tired. Nap. Train. Dinner’s cooked. Finally. Curry. Silence over table. Don’t care much. Must eat. Chew once. Gulp down. Repeat. Wine. DVD. Lee Evans. Hilarious. Laugh. Laugh some more. Laugh. Laugh. Toilets. Cars. Dogs. Wives. Kids. Smoking. Laugh. Laugh. Laugh. Gasp. Laugh. Laugh. Can’t stop laughing. DVD ends. Tired. Laughed out. Bed. Midnight. Light out. Lamp on. Midnight feast. Lame. But tasty. Clean teeth. Sleep. Dream about hat. Morning. Ellie goes to church. I don’t. Sleep in. Warm. No battery on mp3 player. Wake up. Cold sweat after dream. Eat cookie. Feel better. Get dressed. Computer. CSI. I love CSI. Milk cash cow? Pity. Love triangle. Tiring. Geeklove. Videos. Train. Phone call. Dad. Outside. Pack bag. Goodbyes. Leave. Pass Ellie. Quick chat. Home. Computer. Forrest Gump. Argument with mum. Apologise. Unheard of. Meh. CSI. Chrimbo list. Music. Neopets. Pass time. Write blog once. Twice. Three times. A lady? No. Four. This the one? Here I am.

Third time unlucky.

Mood pissed off.
Wearing pjs.

Eating/Drinking nowt.
Hearing nowt
Dreamt about grrr,

Currently reading nothing, currently.

Present MSN name Music was my refuge. I could crawl into the spaces between the notes and curl my back to loneliness.
Talking to no one

Last text from Bone. Who else would ever text me?
Word of the Day counselling

This is the third time I've tried to write this new post. Plus, Ii was writing it in a new shorthand way. I am pissed off. My pc is so shite.