I'm content

I like who i am, i like my life, and i like where I'm going.

Janelle's Birthday

So today i was walking back from Harvester with Ray and Janelle, and we were having a conversation about the stars. I can't remember who started it, but we we're all just walking along talking about star gazing, then Ray says:
'Lets do it'
So we all immediately lie down on the pavement of Bucknasll Lane, and look up at the stars.
I love my friends.



(I'm the darkest, Janelle's the palest and Rays the orangest)

(also this photo is grim but i thought a photo showing us in our natural element was better)

Its apocalypse now baby

So more on the fake bitch scenario. You might be wondering why am i even getting involved with this shit? That's a good question, i think it might be because I'm an idiot. Maybe, probably. Most definitely. Ho hum, i don't really care, I'm pretty sure the 'fake bitch' never liked me anyway so i'm just going to move onto more interesting stuff like..
Um..
Greece single handily ruining the Euro? Makes me proud of my origins, only we could do that and STILL act like arrogant shits.
And, um..
OMG ANYONE SEE 90210? No? Well if any of you did, how much hate do you have for Jasper!! And i never liked Annie, i find her annoying and fake.
Um umm..

Wait!

I actually have something interesting (maybe) to write about: Formspring.
Or as i like to call it suicidespring- creative, i know. It is, with out a doubt, genius. Whoever thought to exploit the bitchiness of teens deserves a medal. Now all they need to do is to create a way of finding out who left which post! To quote supernatural, it would be like apocalypse now baby.
And i could find out who sent me this little jem: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yKIM3SkR45I
But on a more serious note, All these poeple replying to formsprings with something along the lines of 'say it to my face', please shut the fuck up. Its formspring, did you really expect the questions to be about butterfly's and unicorns? Clearly the whole appeal of formspring is the anonymity.
Not that i'm encourging it, we all know its pure cowidece. But if your not willing to awnser difficult questions, then fuck off.

Yay

Today was shit.
Well actually Drama was shit, at one point i was almost in tears (OK fine, i was in tears), which i hate. I hate hate hate crying, why can't i just be strong? Unfortunately i also cry when I'm frustrated- why? Crying does not help deal with a frustrating situation, if anything it just makes it worse. Anyway drama was shit. So by the time i got home, i was upset but mostly frustrated with the way things have been lately. Why can't i do anything right? Then again, this can't be completely my fault? So whilst doing the dishwasher i decided I'd try something new- prayer.
Honestly, i didn't feel much better after. However 10 minutes later i proceed up to my room and on my bed i find...A CADBURY'S CREAM EGG. Don't tell me prayer doesn't work...

Anyway, moving on from the amazing miracles which fill up my life. I heard a different side to a story today. That was interesting. It appears that this girl i know is a fake bitch. Interesting. I find that i naturally gravitate to the agreement that she is in fact a horrible person. So in conclusion, I've decided i don't like her and am on the other girls side.
Because, as you know if you are a frequent reader of my fantastic blogs (Ha), I'm in high school. We like exclude people in high school.
Its a nice place my school.

I once met a man with a sense of adventure..

''He said: Lets make love on a mountin top..
I said: in these shoes?
I don't think so
..Hunny, lets do it here.''



Best. quote. everrr.

I actually miss you

I want you to fight, i want you to choose me.

But i know you never will.
It makes me sad, i miss talking to you. However there comes a point where, i just, i just don't want to invest my time in a friendship that's so complicated.
I don't know if you care or not, either way, I'm never going to tell you truth.
Cause the truth is you let me down.
I want to be a bitch, to yell and show you that i'm annoyed, but theres no point. if you do care then it will just make us both sad. If you don't care, then that would just make me feel worse.


On a brighter note: i got my hair done; NO MORE ROOTS OR SPLIT ENDS (L)

Thanks for fucking me over.

I got closer to your 'best friend', so you took away two of mine.
The only two i had who weren't in our group, the only two who i didn't have to share with the rest of you.
It's not my fault that you and Ray grew apart. But thanks for punishing me for it. Thank you for twisting my words and stabbing me in the back.
Most of all thank you for doing it so slyly that all i can do is watch.

But i guess that the biggest thank you must given to you two.
Thank you for believing her instead of me.
That doesn't hurt at all.



Ahhh, the typical high school dramas. I wonder will it ever change?

I know i'm musically illiterate

But not having my ipod and my songs is like a physical pain.
Stupid stupid lawsuit.
Then again i have a pretty prom dress, I'm grateful for that.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6hzrDeceEKc&feature=related
youtube will have to do.

Alloww you

Not sure whats going on with your lives, but allow some people in mine. And with me, its never just the one person who changes, its a few at the same time. How sad.

But one of these people has had so many chances, I've tried so hard. And I'm wondering; Why should i care if you don't?
The other one has just changed. Prick.
And these lyrics:
'If there's a cause, its lost. Cuz i tried the last time, and you tossed me aside, again, but i wont it happen again..'
Sum up how i feel about the last person.
Allow you, if you don't realise i think of you as a brother by now, i give upppp.

And allow this negative start to my blog, because my life is actually, for once, going quite well. My whole group is in harmony, and there's someone new on the scene. SOMEONE WHO I DIDN'T MEET WHILST BEING INTOXICATED.
That's right bitches, I'm turning over a new leaf.
hahahahha.
I'm funny.



Peace outttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt ♥

Tea Party

God Sundays are boring, especially when your not nursing a hangover from the wild party you attended last night. Which i am not. Sad, sad times.

On the other hand i seem to have actually done something constructive, wanna see?







I MADE A MOOD BOARD.
Those are some of the pictures used in my mood board. I have also picked out the dresses my models will wear.
And by models i mean Rachael, Janelle, Steph and Rosie.

Now i just have to create the whole ensemble, figure who is wearing what, and take the photos.
Oh and i need a place. Hummmm, where to 'shoot' it?

N'aww

''I love you. I'm on drone but i don't say it enough soberly''

I also rate that.
It has also confirmed the fact the i do not have a life, and will not have a life till Wednesday the 23rd of June 15:00.
CAUSE THAT'S WHEN MY GCSE'S ARE DONE, YEAHHH.

I have a proposition for you (and by you i mean any fellow GCSE takers), how about you and i make this summer, the best summer, in the history of our teenage years?
Comee on, we're 16, what better time to make mistakes then now?

Drunk Dail

Janelle just drunk dialled me saying '' just got with that guy, forgot his name''
I rate that.
Although its got me thinking, that have have not been to a party in forever. I'm such a loser.

Anyway saw this girls attempt at a 'vogue' photo shoot for her art project, and its reminded me that i have yet to hand in my photography portfolio.
I need to do that, but first i need to actually complete it. Which means actually taking some pictures of people.
So trawling through the internet for ideas, i came across this beauty:



Talk about living life on the edge.
Anyway somehow this, combined with the facebook girls photography, has given me inspiration.
Time to whip out the high heels, red lipstick and Sparkly dress; We're gonna have a tea party.
Mwahahahahahahah.

Lucky

I probably should stop using this blog as an online diary as its rather pathetic especially as its original purpose was to be a Fashion Blog, hence 'All Seasons'.
Clearly I'm a secret attention whore.
But wouldn't you rather i use this to get attention rather than do a Steph and scream a lot.
Actually i like the idea of random strangers reading this. Which is why i like to click 'next blog'.
Other day i found this: http://re-plugging.blogspot.com/?expref=next-blog.
She has good taste in music. And She has a good blog in general. Look at it, i think you'll like it. If you don't then clearly were not compatible so carry on clicking 'next blog'

Anyway, i got side tracked from what i originally wanted to talk about, which is 'crushes'. Remember those? And I'm talking the real ones, not the one you have on fictional characters and Taylor Lautner. Like the ones which sneak up on you, and you don't even realise. Some guy who makes you laugh or who has a cute smile. Christ i sound like a 12 year old at a sleep over. Which is ironic because I'm pretty sure the last time i had a crush i was 12.

Crushes are good, they show potential. Potential for a real relationship, and i think i should head in that direction. ENOUGH DRUNKEN MISTAKES I SAY. Real relationships now.
Of course this starts after Summer 2010.
I'm going to Majorca/Portugal with my best friend for fuck sake.

On another note HOLY FUCK RACHAELS EATING FRUIT. Thank fuck for that. I was genuinely worried she would die; high blood pressure at 16 is NOT good.



Don't think smoking helps either..

Opps.

Oh Shit, I caused all this drama in your group. My bad.



Feel free to hate me.

80%

Still, you have to be really brave to ask for help.
Or you have to have loved ones close who care enough to try and help you anyway.