Vampire princess's blog

Today at break, Katie, Callie, Matt, Mike and I were all hanging around at the wall, talking among each other, and this group of idiots walked past and stopped about 10 feet away from us, and started throwing stuff at us while we were trying to talk to each other, and they threw something at Kieran (Which is a BIG mistake) and he caught it in mid air, and sent it flying back, and it hit one of them in the head full pelt! Haha :') But they carried on throwing stuff, and I got really annoyed, so I walked right up to them (I had no idea what I was going to say/do and was quite afraid of them just destroying me) But I walked up to them and said "Can you stop being total twats please? My friends and I are trying to have a conversation." From behind me I heard Mike shout "Beat the shit out of 'em Izzie!" But I didn't XD I walked away and they shouted abuse from behind me and threw sandwiches and other stuff from their lunch at the back of my head, but I just ignored them.

I met with my boyfriend Jack after-school today (It's 11pm UK time at the moment, so this happened this evening) Anyways, we went to the park, and lay down on the bank, and opposite the bank is a picnic bench, and sitting at this picnic bench were a group of chavs/jerks/kind of people from the I'm Not Okay video. So Jack and I were laying on the grass, when one jerk ran past us and shouted "Emmooooos!!" So we ignored them, and carried on lying there talking etc, and then a big, thick, glass ash tray flew over our heads and landed on the grass a few feet away from us! We sat up, and we were pretty sure it was them who threw it, but because we didn't see them, we didn't do anything about it :P So we stayed sitting up, and then two minutes later saw one of them throw an empty glass vodka bottle at us!!

I'm the type of retard who eats a triple chocolate muffin with dark chocolate in the center, and only remembers half way through, that I'm allergic to dark chocolate. Fml.

KILLJOYS OF THE WORLD. I saw my boyfriend had liked a video named "I want to die" So immediately I clicked on it, and this poor girl is in tears because of bullying. He's left a nice comment, I've left a nice comment, but there's only about 5 or 6 comments on there trying to help her. Can we show some Killjoy love, and leave a nice comment, or send her a nice message? She's a stranger, but she seems so upset at the moment, and could really use a helping hand. ♥
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bS7Up7P1nvA&feature=feedlik
Thank You Killjoys.
~Cyanide Sickness~
xoxo

So, my boyfriend was picking on me on FB chat, apparently I'm a retard who can't say R's...This is a bit of our conversation...

Jack: your like spekal K's retarded cousin who can't "r" 's

Me: ¬.¬ Meh

Jack: wow great comeback :L

Me: Meeehhhhh :L

Jack: an litterary genius
again*

Me: I am a literary genius, as I can actually spell 'literary' and I prefer utilizing gargantuan idioms to fabricate intelligence, so meeeehhhh to you.

Jack: O.o okay....

Good comeback or what? :D

I really hate the bus, it's full of bratty 12 year old chavs throwing stuff everywhere and having Eastenders style melodramatic arguments over who's no longer friends with who. Seriously, grow the fuck up.
-Does anyone else have to ride a bus like this? ...Please say I'm not alone...♥

I texted my friend nearly 11 hours ago, asking if he's got his tickets to a concert we're going to in January, I had no reply whatsoever, and got pretty annoyed....I've only just remembered, his phone's broken. T_T Fml.

Apparently I'm a: Paranoid, sociopath, shemale with the biggest dick out of all my friends....And this isn't people being mean, it's a joke between my boyfriend and I :') It may sound harsh, but find it kinda funny xD

I don't want to sleep because I'll have bad dreams again, but I'm nearly falling asleep on the sofa. What should I do?

I personally don't smoke, but I was hanging out with a whole load of my friends today, and the majority of them do, so my hoodie reeks of tobacco and other...Substances...As well that though, we also started a fire, because we're all pyromaniacs. But when we noticed the smoke was getting higher than the trees we realized we had to put it out before someone saw, except none of my friends wanted to stamp on it with their Converse, so I was left jumping on/in the fire with my leather boots. Then went it was mostly out we squirted juice on it, but now my throat hurts from breathing in all that smoke.