She's got a lip ring and five colours in her hair...

No, she hasn't. Because her mother dislikes lip rings far too much to allow one...
Although I am planning on getting my nose done in about a fortnight - so that should be fun. Shout if you know of anywhere cheap and sanitary where I could get it done.

So, right now, I'm packing.
And crying.
Because I don't like packing - and my room is like a bloody sauna -_-

And yes, that was McFly in the title - I'm going a bit femtastic on you all. I've even bought a dress. I don't quite know how I'm going to wear it - I haven't worn a dress without an occasion in about six years, so that should be fun.
You can all enjoy that next week at the beach.
Because I expect you all to be there - and if you're not, I'll cry.
We will have food, volleyball and little tent things :3

Ugh - packing.
- A x

Pride and Prejudice doesn't involve time travel

I have just spent the last half an hour trying to convince Laura Wood that Ashes to Ashes is a more beautiful love story than Pride and Prejudice. I was totally right. Really.

BEACH BASH

http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=131181563570330#!/event.php?eid=131181563570330

THAT is where you should go to RSVP.
And if you don't have facebook, text me.

There will be food, a volleyball net, music, guitars... if people bring them... aaand a beach. Oh, and alcohol. Obviously.

LOVESSS
And if you don't come - I'll probably cry.

Arran xx

8MM YES :D

Yeahhh - I'm finally at 8mm. It was a bitch compared to my 6mm, but I am at my goal diameter. And I now actually own my own stretcher! It's a discounted one, at that. A pound off because he couldn't remember the price. Oh, happy days.

SO - I've dyed my hair again D:
And - what's that? It now looks fairly average! I couldn't, of course, dye it black, blonde and blue, because SOMEBODY ELSE has just dyed it black and gone crazy with the bleach on it. And I mean, this was literally like, a week after I'd posted that I was going to do that. She's so indie it's fucking scary ¬¬
My hair is now a sort of... light brown, with blonde in the front, and some slightly gingery but not quite good enough bits in the front. Of course, it takes a lot to be ginger. I obviously don't have what it takes to pull it off.

What else...
Oh, yeah. I've just found pictures of Tom & Harry from Mcfly and put them up on my wall...
There's something a little bit wrong about that, but I obviously have something about attractive blonde guys and drummers that needs sorting.

Why are people never online when you actually need them? ¬¬

More later,
- A x

I like the way you say hello -- I like the way your hair is yellow :3

I Like My Girlfriend by Amy Can Flyy is a fantastic song. Listen.
So, just a very quick post today - can't miss too much of "Batman Returns".

There seems to be a wave of breakups going on at the moment - I'd predicted some of them, but one or two are quite sad, really. So, I propose that we lock James and Cain up somewhere until the wave has finished, you know, with spontaneous supervision - just so they can't get away with anything.

Ech -- I'm going to end up going out tomorrow for that bottle of peroxide... can't quite bring myself to do it right now. I'm getting very into this Batman Returns :D

Put multiple donks on it,
- A x


--hey! Donks is in my dictionary!

I'm yer Venus, I'm yer fire.

Here I am in my La senza pyjamas and my purple spotty socks. It's a wonder men can keep themselves from jumping on me.

I have waxed myself in places I do not wish to wax again over the last couple of days, mind you, I do feel smoother than a baby's arse. Mind you, except for the armpit stubble. ¬¬

I HATE UNDERARM STUBBLE! I'm sorry, but you shave/wax it, then you look down two minutes later and it goes straight bad to looking like Lenin's face.

Oh, here's a tip if you're ever stupid enough to wax: it is impossible to get off, the only thing that works is baby oil. I have used an entire bottle of 'Johnson's baby bedtime oil' and rubbed it all over my legs, (and God knows where else!) It must have looked like a cheap porno. A VERY cheap porno if I was the only star they could find.

You want to wash now, don't you? You want to forget that image. How d'you think I feel!!!! DX

The cosmos is busy with planetary activity!

Remind me not to click links from msn --
I mean, even if it's from somebody undeniably awesome. I end up signing myself onto ridiculous mailing lists and receiving hilarious emails such as this one from "astrology.com" - and people wonder why I don't read my emails...

"Dear Arran,

The cosmos is busy with planetary activity as Venus gets ready to move out of emotionally self-protective Cancer into openly entertaining and fun-loving Leo on June 14 to stay there until July 9.

Leo is the sign of the burning heart and with affectionate, sociable Venus in place it will be a time for romance, fun, frivolity and flamboyant parties. Venus in a Fire sign is never backwards about coming forward to express feelings or fancies. So whatever reservations or shyness has been holding you back will now be swept to one side. There might be a greater willingness for some of us to express our affections more openly as well as take risks in matters of the heart. This transit may also find you in a very generous mood.

Flirtatious Uranus which dislikes restraints of any variety is in an easy trine (120 degrees) to Venus on June 14 as well so who knows what may happen? You certainly won’t feel held back by considerations of what anyone else thinks. In long-term relationships there will be a chance to explore new activities and let a breath of fresh air blow through what has become stale.

Venus then is in trine to Jupiter on June 15, which is sugary sweet and amiable. You’ll want to gloss over difficulties, smooth off rough edges and be positive."

So, guys - I'm going to be positive and reveal my true feelings, because astrology.com told me to! :D

And to finish off my Aston-Kutcher-gasm, did anybody else know he can skate!? Seriously - full on perfection going on there.

Put multiple donks on it,

- A x    

I can't have one more day without you in my arms -

A1!!!
I need to do something this week. I'm listening to A1. It's a sign of growing insanity, quite seriously.

Of course, I plan to do something with my hair this week, and I'm a little bit worried about it, to be honest. I absolutely love my ginge, but the roots are killing me a little inside, so I'm going to try and stay ginger for a while by bleaching my roots. Which will be FUN. Just a bit worried that it won't work, and I'll end up with a completely different colour on top, so if if does all get a bit cocked up, don't be surprised if I go back to black earlier than I'd originally planned.

And I could also do with doing some hardcore IT revish this week, seeing as I'll be lucky to scrape a B at the moment, despite my aims for an A. Must revise for IT... remind me if you speak to me, otherwise it won't get done.

I think I cut my nails too short, my fingers hurt...
Matthew Davies may be beautiful, but he's not worth this. And my co-ordination is shocking. I can't sing and play the guitar at the same time, and that's not just Anyone Else But You, because that's a duet, it's this bloody one that I can't work out the last chord to. Of course, I could work it out if I could sing it whilst playing it.
But I can't.
So that's not going to happen.

Put multiple donks on it,
- A x

What the batting hell?

I just watched 'Batman: The Dark Knight' for the first time. What the fuck? It makes about as much sense as Gina being faced with a cake and her saying no.

One minute Morgan Freeman (who shall from her on in be referred to as God) is like:

"Woo deh Batman is like a great big batty symbol of hope for deh peeps of Gothem"

and then five minutes later he's going :

"Oh Batman, you is a proper twat and everything. It's well pervy to use people's mobiles to prevent them from dying."

And I swear to Morgan Freeman (see what I did there! ^^) that at least one this line appeared in the film:

"Gothem doesn't want the hero, but Gothem should have the hero it
deserves, and when we die, we become the grass; the antelope eat the grass,and it all enters
into the great circle of life.
But anyway Bruce, it's not
what we're born, but what we grow to
be."

Truly a confusing film

By the way: I'm not entirely sure: Gothem or Gotham?

It's sad, so sad - it's a sad, sad situation - and it's getting more and more absurd

I am listening to Blue. Yeah - I'm just feeling that way right now.
I should be at Download, but I had a graphics exam today... so no Download for me
And I've just found out that they're not streaming. I'm going to spend all weekend in bed.
Crying.
And then if I can't find anything to do next week, I'll probably do the same.

In other news, Twenty Twenty are rather good.
And Matt Smith from iSpyStrangers is beautiful and lovely.
And Matthew Davies, my guitar's namesake, is adorable. He thanked me for letting him sign my ticket. He also thanked me for asking him for a photo. :)
And in other news, we met Gareth Lawrence the other day in Lancaster. He was just stood outside the tour van, and then Gav walked past with some sound equipment. We all pretty much did a double take, and walked on whilst pretending not to have noticed, when Snoz goes "Hi guys!".
Pfffft.
Snoz said hi to us.
Without any prompting.

Twitter --
DownloadFest Gigantic crowd at Download, currently rocking out to 36CF http://twitpic.com/1vuint

Download, just no. No. I'm missing Atreyu and The Blackout, because the organisers are too cheap to stream. Thanks guys. I didn't even care about AC/DC or Rage. Just my boys.
And Aerosmith.
But shhh.

 Oh, tasty guitar man <3

Put multiple donks on it, - A x

 

Baby Blues.

Well, I'm in my third trimester now.

But seriously, someone mentioned me and Bladon (Hi, by the way! Dead from a cream overdose yet?) getting married and having kids today. Can't remember who though.

I'm sorry, but apart from anything else, (ie: What he and I would have to do to impregnate me in the first place,) can you imagine the size of the thing? It'd have his lankyness and my girth. It'd end up being about 13 pounds! I know I'm great and all, but I refuse to plop that out.

In totally unrelated news, I'm feeling rather down today. I'm sick to death of looking like Matt Lucas in a wig, sounding more manly than...well a man and being totally abhorrent to all who set eyes upon me. It gets rather annoying at times, if truth be known. I have no breasts to speak of, I'm failing my GCSEs, and ARRAN APPEARS TO BE NEGLECTING TO POST, leaving our 'many' subscribers stuck with all my emoness.

I would cut myself but I can't be arsed. And it's messy. And I don't really feel like it.

Oh no! I've become apathetic! The decent into emodom has begun.

Frustration...

I really don't want to sound like an arse, but I've not been to drama for weeks now and I am gradually going insane. It's not just missing my friends and all, I'm missing the lessons themselves. I've actually started to pick exercises out of my Stanovslasky toolkit book. Many of which involve choosing a random person on the street, subtly following them around and picking up on their various mannerisms and then 'becoming' them.

I now have an ASBO.

I've been reading bloody monologues to myself. I am getting drama withdrawal symptoms. Don't get me wrong- I don't have a false impression of my being any good, in fact I'm missing it so much because I know I need to get better.

GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR

Spiritual Musings.

Man I'm sekksy.


I've been thinking about starting going to church recently. Yes, I know...but why shouldn't I? Because when all is said and done I think, fundamentally I believe in God. I found my self having a conversation with myself last night that did develop into a prayer of sorts. So I should probably stop with all the blasphemy and shit.



Now before I worry you, I'd like to point out that I will never-repeat: never- become a 'God Botherer' and I wouldn't annoy other people with it. But I've been telling myself for years now that I don't like organised religion, but maybe that's just my way of getting out of the more self-sacrificing aspects of Christianity.

Actually, no. My primary school, if nothing else, taught me that a great fraction of Christians are tambourine bashing, leaflet pushing, judgemental, racist, morons. And, of course, historically, the church isn't exactly whiter than white.

So no, I won't go to church, but I'm definitely going to do something. Maybe though, even if God isn't real, it 's still some phsycological comfort to feel like there's someone watching your back. Perhaps random acts of kindness and benevolence would be worth more to God than joining the salvation army. Perhaps what all this means, is that I just want to try and be a better person.
God knows, really.



:P

Show me what you're after, just a little fasterrrr :D

Today's post is raaaather disjointed, and the blog is going to be a bit of a picture whore for the day, 'kaaaay? :)

So, I really do need somebody to come and see Ashton Kutcher's new film with me. I've no idea what it's called, I just remember squealing with absolute delight at the advert, because he's actually attained perfection. No, I'm not joking, look at this:

That's my wallpaper at the moment on my phone...
So, not only does he have that gorgeous little bubbly personality - but fuck, he's been working out O_o

So, after that Ashton-gasm, bag time. I actually NEED this bag. Owning this bag would pretty much complete me, even if it is £25. Which I don't have - in fact, I've only got ten pence to my name at the moment.

It would complete me guys - quite seriously. It's beautiful, and can be found at http://iheartdropdead.co.uk ... I think. ;)

No, I won't speak of the maths exam, in fact I totally refuse to.

YOUR MISSION TODAY: Listen to "A Little Faster" by There For Tomorrow (absolutely beautiful song, do it).

Beth, we're giving our readers missions. Christ, we're like, supercool.

- A x

:) :D OMG

HELLO BOYS.
Now, whap on some bang tidy drum n bass whilst I talk for maximum effect.
So, because I actually love our reader(s), yes. Yes. I have another birthday idea.
I've actually grown to love the fact that my mum wants me to do something. It means spending her cash.

Beach? It's in July - so I'm thinking it's a pretty good excuse to spend the whole day at the beach. So, we could do with a volleyball net, a few balls, food, something to cook the food on... alcohol (sssshhhhh.....), music, musicians, instruments, and people. Yes? Are we liking this plan? Yes. I thought we would.
And then I might have a few people round after to what will be a rather empty house for fun times and films.
SO. Any more ideas greatly appreciated.
I think we may have found a plan that suits everybody here.
Genius, right?

In other news, the world cup is already doing my head in, and it hasn't even started.
Yaaaay :D
And we have a projector and a screen for films.
Haunting in Connecticut? BIG?
Happy tiems :D
Because I think I may be ever so slightly in love with Kyle Gallner.
Ch-yeah.

Time to go and do no revision! :D :D
- A :) x

Being housebound is not good for me.

DAY 5342

I write to you now with little hope of survival.

If somebody finds this, then I am long gone. Do with my remains what you will.

All this revision means I'm trapped in the house all day. Both Ian and I have exams, and for the last couple of days we've been alone in the house revising none stop. I wonder how long it'll be before we resort to cannibalism?

Am going to Hallett's tomorrow to have a super happy history revisiony day. It will be the first properly human contact I have had in days.

I have forgotten to clean my teeth for two days now. I am turning into an animal. AN UN-ENVIRONMENTALLY FRIENDLY ANIMAL! Today, I threw away lots of clothes. They could have gone to the needy! Haw haw!

On a serious note, however: the things which took place in Cumbria today were repugnant, but you know what really galls me? That fucking, cunting, sub-human scum has got exactly what he wanted: Infamy.

He was a nobody, and probably had such an unaturally inflated opinion of himself that he thought the whole world shoud know his name, and before he went out, he'd take as many innocent people as possible out with him.

And what's more, he killed himself rather than go to prison- the cowardly twat- meaning he won't have seventeen types of shit kicked out of him on a daily basis, and that he will become a kind of enigma for other psycopaths.

It's like that man that mowed down a reception class years ago. They're scum. They're the lowest form of humanity. They don't even deserve human status. 'It' would be better than 'he.'

Thanks for the memories, even though they weren't so great --

Aaaahhhhhh :)
Just sat down to watch Holby City, and Beth's order to go forth and "blogiply" seems pretty fantasmic right now.

Just got back from some super cool camping with the boys, and NOTE TO SELF: Don't do it again. It's just not worth it. Over half of the original campers left us, and by the end there was just me, Dan, Matt, Dylan and Chops. It borders the impossible for me to sleep on the floor, and it rained. We got up at seven, I got home at twenty to nine, nobody was awake, and my dad was shopping. So, yes - I sat around for about... twenty minutes with the cat in the rain until my sister woke up.
Despite the complaints - preeeetty good night in all, I've learnt to drink plenty of milk because it helps you to scream, and obviously a farmer's favourite drink is Bacardi Breezer. I stick by that last point.

But I'm in a rather good mood right now, because I've just had an hour long soak in the bath to relieve that camping stress. And I plan to sit and watch Die Hard 4.0, because it makes me ever so happy, even if the plot is completely redonkulous. And Holby City is rather fun today... :/

Fuuuuuu-- is it just me who wants to hurt people who eat loudly? Because my sister's eating an apple next to me, and she's convinced that eating slower makes her quieter. I'm becoming a little more irritated with every bite she takes.
I may send her out into the hallway to finish it...
"Eating slower does not make you quieter! Not eating makes you quieter!"
/cries/

So, love you all, more later when I can think above this excessive apple eating
- A x