martedì 11 settembre 2007

It is true, don't move me.



I watched it, and the tears went bang, down through my nose (is the feeling) and slept in my eyes till the end where I blinked and then didnt even touch my face, they splattered straight on to my chin. I did that twice in that film. And after I cry with joy I always seem to find something bad about it, in this case it was Amelie and the ending with the motorbike and her person, it made me so happy I wept and then so sad that I was missing out on that. So now, whenever I think of love I will cry. I make links like that. Cry - Love. Or the other way round. Or maybe, I just too delicate and complex for that find of thing.This is to cliche for me to say, but in that way - no one really understands me.I really need secrets. Maybe I have secrets but I have two sides and no one knows the other (nor me, otherwise I Would have secrets). I have no people I can share things like that with.I am never this emotional, just so the world knows today.

martedì 21 agosto 2007

*moan*



My mother has done it againFallen asleep with all the duvets.These are my options: 1. Wake her up, so she sleep walks and decides that I am killing her (she has done this a few times)2. Sleep on the sofa, with no duvets.I will sleep on the sofa.

lunedì 20 agosto 2007


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Which rockin female musical artist are you? brought to you by QuizillaI'm quite proud. These quiz things are quite addictive, its like horoscopes - You feel like someone is running your life so its not all down to you.


So ...


So far, as mornings go, I like this year. 2003.I have new shoes, and lots. I love new things but not as much as exquisite old things. And not as much as I love that word, Exquisite.I thought up this when I was trying to sleep. I think that when I am sleepy I am most thoughtful. "2004 was my favourite year" That could mean so many things.

giovedì 9 agosto 2007

I hope this shows, I especially like the "I will crush you. With apples" -part.



I am Mr Do.I am sedentary by nature, enjoying passive entertainment, eating when the mood takes me, and playing with my food. I try to avoid conflict, but when I'm angered, I can be a devil - if you force me to fight, I will crush you. With apples. What Video Game Character Are You?

domenica 5 agosto 2007

Mansfield Park, my life?



I hate crowded places, full of plain people, and screaming children.Croyden is slowly turning into this, crowded, plain people, mostly 15 year olds with prams screaming "Shut up Shelly!" at their children, normally about 3 children, I dont like places like that.I went home soon after and ate ice-cream. I have much recovered.

venerdì 13 luglio 2007


björk is th...


björk is the prettiest thing. Her voice makes me go funny.


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I saw a lady with my hat today, and I said "our hats are sisters" and she laughed and said "oh yes!". It has happened before, this hat isnt mine a friend left it at mine over a year ago. But now she is far away.

mercoledì 11 luglio 2007

Stop it :D



Everytime i'm chewing gum, my mum sings "But its revolting, disgusting and wrong, chewing and chewing all day long... The way that a cow does..." from Charlie and the Chocolate FactoryIts very offputting.

martedì 10 luglio 2007


T...


This is a list of things that I want one day. 20, so the top 5 of High Fidelity is fading, and growing... And growing... And growing...1. An Icecream maker2. Fake gold leaf 3. A scanner4. A nice fancy fountain pen5. A terracotta purple plant pot6. A big camera7. A big dolls house8. An Amelie poster9. One of those chairs with stripes on10. A white dress that goes out at the sides, and pink painted flowers (I am talking about a particular one, from portabello)11. A lie detector12. The whole set of Peter Rabit books.13. A see-through pink shaded umbrella14. A kitten15. A dog 16. A castle17. Little turquoise shoes18. Plastercine19. All the colour crayons ever20. One wishYup, and A good list it is.

giovedì 5 luglio 2007


is it not...


is it not good to act differently from what you were a few years ago? Everyone is telling me I have changed like it is a bad thing.

lunedì 2 luglio 2007


I don't ...


I don't like the mobile advert. The one that says about him not having a home and things. "carphone warehouse" is the one. I makes the mobile sound like a child or animal, and comparing a pet who has no home to a mobile is an awful thing isnt it? Its making fun out of the adverts for animal rights (mostly when people buy dogs and then forget to look after them in this case).No I dont like the advert at all"And if you complain once moreyou'll meet an army of me."

Mmm....



I wish more men shaved their legs, I dont know why I just like it somehow, or something.

Eyedrops make my eyes cold



I feel nice but very simple (not simple minded, well maybe. But I think I mean precise). My eyes hurt, lack of eye stuff, yeah makeup is what I mean. I dont wear much eyeliner anymore, mainly just shadowy stuff which makes me look like I have conjunctivitus- yep, my spelling of eye things cant be good. But I like it. And I cant write about me like this, I always seem to talk about my hair or me or makeup and things and it is awful really. I am accidently kicking everyone today. Well, a few people on trains. I could never drive a train, but especially tube trains. They are ever so underground and loud and smokey and crowded and I would just be so paranoid that I would run someone over.Today we went to london. and I pretended to me looking at cd's lots. And books. Although I live in London, I don't think of it as proper london, wandsworth cant be london, can it?My mum just said "I'm rather worried that it will start to snow without me noticing it" and I said "Why?" And she said "Because I dont like these things happening without me knowing" And I like my mum so much, she is fun. And says fun things. It is quite sad when people dont get on with eachother, when they are so alike and you know they are and they refuse to talk to eachother because they are annoying and they are just refusing people who refuse anything that they dont like. That is nothing to do with my mother, it is just about people who dont get on (because I do get on with lots of people).

venerdì 29 giugno 2007

No, I wont...

No, I wont go out, too much effort, is everything today. I will go out really, ooww, I want today to go quick so tomorrow can be here and then I can go out, and buy gloves.

sabato 23 giugno 2007

Come on Natasha, you lazy person.



I shouldnt wake up early, I should wake up not late but normal time if that exists. I stayed at Ashas last night after a party and Had a strange dream about a big building that sold crumpets and tea in, also that we moved ashas room around for her and it didnt look different (only because we moved her pictures, but yes). I came back on the train at about 9, and it was very cold, and still is inside, but I have hotchocolate, mwuaah haha.I am starting to strongly dislike drunk people, especially when they tell you that they are not drunk. But I like them also, because they say nice things and complement plently. No great scandels last night really, but people who I didnt like too much before I like more now, and people who I liked lots I am getting angry with, is that bad of me? I am not changing my friends, I dont have many friends really that I can talk to lots, is that bad of me to say too? There are school friends, out of school friends and then they are all friends but most of them I dont see often out of places with other people, or by chance, or can call up and say "Want to go to blah de blah?" But I like my house, so I dont mind staying home.I also have jelly. So yeah, hehe.Today, I am booked up suprisingly, after moaning about my lack of friends. But I have triple booked myself, 3 different groups of people, so I cant be that desolate, I am just doing those sympathy things, I think I have plently of friends but what I was trying to say was that not many of them that I can call up and talk to about anything with, yeah thats it I think.I really dont understand myself very often, as other people dont. But maybe that is good.

martedì 19 giugno 2007

Aches for the tummy, tummy aches



When will these aches go away.I am waiting for friends to be here, and I am cold, I am hungry, I am lonely. Lonely most of all. I have toothpaste on my spot, when you do that they fade in colour and dont notice you know. Same with eyedrops. Isnt that clever? I think so.I have to find myself something to do, like, origami. I want to make little things to give to people like that, it is my plan.Silly tummy achesI have a tartan scarf you know, it is all red and things. But I still want clogs.

lunedì 18 giugno 2007

Lots of nice things



Anna now has livejournal! Yep, she does. She is called Clanger (I dont know how to do the little livejournal name thing let, but sorry) so yeah she is very nice and things so I will keep an eye on her and she will be about soon :)Yaaay!And soon, Jonathan will be here and stuff and I will have made a little village of livejournal friends.Yep!

domenica 17 giugno 2007

"Hehe, thankyou darling!"



Someone told me my hair was curly today, it was quite cute of them.


Yaaa-heee-heee...


Yaaa-heee-heee-heeey, Oh I wish it could be Christmas, everydaaay-baaah-bah-bah, etc etc. How exciting it is! When I type these things I might sound all sarcastic but I really don't mean it, I am usually just pure happy in real life, in my speaking stuff. So I am.I had nice days, yesterday in the night I went to see the lights with Jonathan and Anna, in Oxford Street and it was all sparkly and snowy (just with no snow) I like snow days. We found a cosy very fancy and nice restaurate (I spell that in the spanish way I think without realising) which did either japanese or chinese or something great, there was another one that we thought it was but I am not good with remembering. The lady had a nice pretty face, she looked sorta delicate and Bjorkish. I was tempted to tell her so but she wasnt there enough for me to. We wrote nice things in crayon on the paper and even wrote the recipt, and gave her money. Yes and I liked that so much that we should go back there. it was called Wagamama. I would put in a picture right here, of me eating lots but I dont have one.Today I went to be with family, and we played lots of card games like Sevens, and I am really quite good at it. I didnt cheat at all (as my grandfather tried to) and my aunty gave me a real nice skirt which is all green. But it does only have 3 buttons which concerns me a little. We ate nice things and then played more cards. Also we found old photoalbums which were fun, and I looked all funny when I was little, with straight hair which is scary because my hair is all red ringlets now.All in all, I liked my weekend lots.

Silly people



I was walking back from food shopping with mum and some stupid know-it-all teenagers were teasing a dog and pretending to kick it. It made me so angry, mum automatically growled "bastards" and me too, I went and comforted the poor dog, who was quite scared really.I really do hate people who do this, and think its fun, they think they know everything. Or maybe they just dont know anything and dont care to know anything else because they are just so empty and dull like that, that they get kicks out of hurting people and creatures that are helpless. It seems to be mostly teenagers and it makes me feel so evil for being my age. I mean, we are not all like this but it seems that a great deal of us are, and calling teenagers "us" is so childish seeing as I am against alot of other teenagers that I have been on about just now. And, childish is not bad. Nor innocent.But on the way home me and mum talked about getting an ugly small dog with a funny squigged up lovely face that all the scary posh people get bred for them, and then all little children will love it, and old ladies.

giovedì 14 giugno 2007

Ow, ow ow


Ohh oh oh, I feel mixed up today, I feel like lots of telly, and cooking nice things. Except maybe it is too late for that now. I would also like a very very big purple sofa. And a nice cosy house with stripes on the front, and a little wooden door thats nice and small and round-like. Yes, and this is my plan.

martedì 12 giugno 2007


Today, It is...


Today, It is foggy. I have not seen fog in so long it is great. I think that is it fading now, but christmas is coming, and the oxford street lights will be up soon. We have already set a day to go see them even when they are so near. I like london in the winter but I think maybe I would like other countries more, I have been to Spain in winter - Christmas and they had the worst rains in 10 years. Somehow I felt guilty, we couldnt go out because it was so hard. In spain on the mountains they have no drains and this means that all the water just sinks in and spoils the houses and leaves cracks in them somehow. Me and mum tried to persuade my grandparents and family to take some stray cats in because there are so many there and they come and beg us at night. The verve are on the radio, that has made me happy. This song is so great. I wrote down how many bands begin with "The" and there are over 30 that I can think of, and maybe I am not too good with music, but I am proud all the same. Also, all of them are very good bands. I must go soon, to buy presents for my friend Becky, I cannot pick presents for her well. I almost always make wire models for people, and then decide they wont like them, so end up giving people painted bowls with marbles in them, I like marbles so much. Maybe I must make her a clay thing. In my house we have made clay faces but half of them and stuck them on the walls so it looks like people are stuck in the walls. We have only three though. Now I have tummy ache. I like tummys. Children often like belly buttons, and draw them in pictures but forget to draw their face and leave them with a head, legs a body and belly button. I think it is maybe because it is a mystical hole in the middle of you. I suppose there is something almost naughty about them to children. Drawings from then for me, are amazing. Often clowns, or hands. When I was little and me and my cat were together, I used to sit in my highchair and then suddenly me and Sebastian (my cat) used to look up to the same point of the room, silent, drop everything we were doing and stare for ages. This is according to my mum. And then just stop and go on like before. I quite like that.I want clogs, but maybe they make too much noise and will draw attention to my feet and my feet are not too attractive.

Hair- What to do?



Last night, I was oh so very bored, and as I usually do, cut my hair. That is not unusual, but, oh no this is the bit, I thought (for some odd reason, that is not yet fully clear, oh why?) "I wonder what I would look like with a fringe". Now the thing is, the turning point is that I have curly hair, twas not a good idea at all, as soon as it was done my hair sprang up, and now I look like a lion. Actually, I like lions, maybe it is not so bad after all, I can become a lion person, and buy nice lion-like clothes. A lion with red dark red hair. That is nice. Yes I like that now.Advertising about mobiles is popping up, everywhere. I do not like them much, though I have one. My family wanted me to incase I got hurt or something family-like. It is a nice idea, but it makes me sad to think that we need things like that just to see if the other is safe. Do you think you can think about anything too much, like this. Nothing can come out of thinking, yes it can, the space in your head is much bigger than the world, people often dream up different lives and egnore the reality, but maybe it is reality in there.

martedì 8 maggio 2007

ya-he-he-he-heeey


Wooo, um yes! Wow, I have a livejournal, this is nice and exciting! Thankyou Robert, for the code! Aaaayyyy, it took me and mum ages to come up with a username and in the end, after going through lots of dragon names, are here with "pleasantperson" because it is nice. We worried lots about how pleasant is spelt, and I cannot type it. I like my mum, and she does my homework for me without me saying sometimes, and often buys me exciting stuffs. Like the other day, brought me a wind up clown, with a wind up thing at the back, when its wound up it sings and moves its head. It is red and white with painted eyes, and rosy cheeks.