novacaine for the soul.

For those who haven't seen Bandslam (i.e. have a bit more of a life than I do), that means school. It's what the dude calls it, and once I found out what novacaine (actually, I think it's novocaine, but whatever) is I found that line extremely poetic and bee-yoo-tee-full.

Ok ok ok, I didn't quite get to finish my blog the other day where I let the pervs know what had been happening in my life.

Kate is a whore. Seriously. We were meant to be meeting up Monday but then now she's grounded. And that really, really sucks so much. Eurgh. She says there is a slim chance that she may be coming if she behaves and goes to church with no argument and does the chores and flute practice without her mother asking. So, yeah.

Gave in my edited Peter Pan ff today, and I doubt I'll get sleep tonight. Stupid tummy with stupid butterflies.

Lost my train of thought.

Argh.

I really like semi colons and the word 'twice'. I mean, people'll be like, "Oh, you're weird." and I'll be like, "So's your mum. You should see the stuff she's into." And they'll get all flustered and be like, "You had sex with my mum?" And I'll just shrug, do the peace sign and say, "Twice."

Or something along the lines of that. And then Jacob will laugh. I really like it when Jacob's laughs for some reason; it makes me happy. It doesn't seem like he's laugh at me in a mean way, just in a way that it's charming? Or amusing? I dunno, it just doesn't seem that he's making fun of me. He always does a face palm and shakes his head. And that makes me really happy for some reason.

Yay. New Nostalgia Critic. I do miss Nostalgia Chick though. I hope her new video comes out reeeeeeeal soon. I love her so much. She iz so weetty.

Wow, it's actually quite funny. I actually haven't finished a NC video in about forever. They just get to boring. But this one's actually not that bad. Just laughed again.

And again. His Vanilla Ice jokes are actually so brilliant. Pure melted golden nuggets of awesome. Or something like that. I didn't quite catch what Kate said exactly.

Right ok. Let's actually talk about my life now.

WOW. SWEET CANDY COATED JESUS. THAT'S AMAZING. Or, GLORIOUS. Kate decided that it's too good a word to not use as much as they can. And I agree, so I will as well.

Ok, Melanie focus on life.

I think the only thing I left out from the other day was how the conversations me and Kate had on Saturday went. We talked about numbers and names. I really like the name Henrietta or Harriet. I just like really old-fashioned names that can have like, masculine nicknames. Maybe Georgina or something as well. I think it's just inspired from Fruits Basket, where they say that Tohru's name is like adding salt to something sweet to enhance its flavour. I want my daughter to be that kind of girl too.

Anyway, we talked about names for numbers as well. Like twice, or thrice. Thrice is really underrated. I think the only time I've really heard it was in Romeo and Juliet. Y'know? "You have thrice disturbed the quiet of our streets." - Prince. Was he called Prince? I think so. I know he was black in the film.

We had a picture marathon as well. It included me pointing at a "NO DOG MESS" lampost, Kate posing with a "Clean up your dog crap" wall, and both of us with a wall that said "DRACULA". They were pretty immense. Meh.

I have to do my English speech tomorrow. That's fun. The fun is definitely silent. No, I'm just quoting Meekakitty now. I'm actually pretty ok with my speech. I mean, it's just standing in front of the class talking about Twilight. I could make it up on the spot. I wonder what he thought of my story. Hmm.

Watching the NChick review of Armageddon again. Why? Because Melanie's life consists of: manga, vloggers, writing and NChick. I mean, there's my family and friends, and school too obviously. But, those are the things that make me smile. Ooh! And Grey's Anatomy. God, I miss Grey's Anatomy. So much. It's like a giant chasm in my life.

I've only done one semi colon in this blog, I think. That makes me cry. It's probably 'cos my punctuation in my blogs suck ass. I'm sorry world. Or just Kate and pervs, seeing as they are the only ones who actually bother to read this shit. My keyboard is behind. When I press a key, it takes like half a second for it to appear on the screen. Oh. It's good now.

Gotta go now. I have no more inspeerashun.

*scrolls up the post*.

Yeah it's long enough. That's what she said.

Merani, xoxo.

greetings from reg and mel.

Wow, haven't posted a blog post in about three to four days. I feel weird about it -ha, italktosnakes blog quote. I really love her videos so much. Heehee.

Ok, trying to list all the things that have happened recently that I can blog about. Hm.

Right, I gave my Peter Pan ff that started off as a self-insert that no-one apart from Kate was supposed to read, to my English teacher as a sample of my writing, to see if I could submit it for my GCSE Original Writing coursework thing. So, I did, and I seriously lost sleep over what he would think.

I mean, I know Kate and the rest of my friends like it because they love me and that helps to love anything I create, however, I don't like people I'm not particularly close to reading it. And I want to make a good impression on Mr. Berry, so I was hesitant about giving it in.

Then, when I asked him what he thought of, he, a bit to casually for my liking, said he really enjoyed doing it but that there were some mistakes with the speech punctuation (to be exact, I put commas after the pause to introduce the next speech bit, because in my whole life I've been writing commas there instead of full stops).

Anyway, he called me up a few lessons after that situation, and he talked to me about it shortly but meaningfully, and said that if I had officially given that in I would have got an A, because that's what it was worth. Yay!

Hm. Carrying on with my life.

Ah! Got my haircut and it's really short. Like, Haruhi Suzumiya short. Which I guess is good because I'm cosplaying as her in 26 days, but still, it looked way longer when wet. Stupid child.

Ok ok ok ok ok. Talk about something else Mel. Quick.

Well, I guess a lot of stuff happened Sunday. Ah yes, I was writing a blog post in my head whilst sitting down on the Church floor, leaning against the wall.

So, my mum leaves a note on the kitchen table so that when I wake up I know that I'm expected to actually go to Church.

So, yeah, I eat my toast like a maniac and slip into my jeans vair vair quickly and skillfully. Then my mum barges in and drags me out of the house when I was brushing my teeth.

So (third 'so), we get there, late as usual, so there are no seats for us. We stand there like lemons for about 20 minutes until I give up trying to look dignified, and give in to my inner obese-ness and slouch down against the wall we were standing in front of.

Then, there were this adorable blond curly haired child, who once looked over my way noncholantly. So I made my school picture face (i.e. close eyes very tightly and smiled widely without showing ze teeth). And it laughed. So it kept looking my way, from over its father's lap and over the side and back of the seat.

Because I don't believe that much in God (i.e. not at all really), I just did that for the whole mass. I really enjoy joking around with small children. And I heart their laughter.

GAH, dinner :****

sitting on reggie's lap.

YAAAAAAAAAAAY. I love it when NChick has a new video, she makes me giggle so much. I'm glad she's out of her 'movie coma'. Yes. Quite.

Ok, anyway. New things in my life:

- OBSESSION WITH REGGIE THE MAD HATTER. Seriously, how can anyone hate him? He's the Mad Hatter with practically a six pack. His nose and freckles are his charm. I wouldn't love him if he didn't have them. That's why I tied him to my bed, but then dragged him down here so that I could sit on his lap. So here I am.

Oh, is that a pencil or is he just excited to see me? I'm sorry, that was horrible. Pencils have nothing to do with the Mad Hatter whatsoever.

Ah, and I went to town today. With Kate, obviously.

Talked a lot. As we usually do. I was tired so it was kind of hard to make conversation, but by the end it was coming out pretty easily. That's what she said.

So, we saw the attractive-manga-reading-guy today again. As I waited for Kate, I picked up some manga and went to sit down to read it, obviously. I went to sit down, and there he was. It took a while to sink in who he was, but when it did, I smiled like crazy and texted Kate fervently.

So we walked around chatting loudly and giggling when we realised what we were doing. He eventually went downstairs, probably to avoid us.

Then we bought iced frappe's; mine strawberry, hers chocolate.

I actually can't wait 'til the new Disney film. It looks like what Disney used to be. Besides, it has the same directors as the Little Mermaid and Aladdin; 'nuff said.

AHMAHGAD TWO SEMI COLONS.

I'm trying to think of something interesting we did today.

Oh! I learnt what a 'baker's dozen' today. It means thirteen. I won't get ino why that is, because there is Google.

I put Paramore's new album on my ipod today. I love Playing God even though on my ipod, it's spelt wrong (PLaying Gog). It's really good.

Next time you point your finger, I'll point you to the mirror.

It's catchy.

I can hear Strictly Come Dancing ending as I type this, so I'll probably have to get up soon and go to bed. Meh. I wanna blog more.

Reggie <33333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333333.

I miss QPG. I really do. I kind of forget to look for him most of the time, but then later, when I'm all alone in my room and I'm the only one awake, I lay there I replay everything over in my head again. Not only when we met, but the day I had as well, so that maybe I can have some reassurance that he does live in Brighton and that's he's still in this world.

I lost the game.

Seriously, if I ever find out he's dead, I will never look at life the same way again.

Blaaaargh. No inspeerashun. I love spelling it that way.

Wow, I haven't thought of Peter Pan in a while (and by that I mean, a couple of hours).

Watching Doug's, or the Nostalgia Critic, top 20 movies. It actually quite good.

Top five now.

Gonna wrap this up now, so yeah, bye XOXO.

the laziest blog ever.

And I don't know why, but the 'laziest' looks like it's spelled wrong. Even the computer says it's right but it just looks wrong.

Today was full of drama. Eurgh. I hate winter. It takes the ability to breathe through one's nose from me. I hate having a cold.

Anyway, today was the cervical cancer jabs, meaning that all the girls were twittering hysterically, and the classroom was filled with conversations that go along the lines of, "Apparently, you can get paralyzed from it.", and, "Apparently some girl just fainted!".

All except for me, who wasn't taking the jab. The why? Because my mum was kind of worried about the consequences that may occur had I taken it, but I was indifferent to it, so she was weighing on whether to take it or not. So, we decided that we'd think about it a little longer and then, should we decide that I would take it, we'd just have it at the doctors.

But, the unofficial story -i.e. the one I told everyone-, was "I'm adopted and my mum wants me to get cervical cancer."
Can you believe that some people actually believed me? Do I look like a neglected child? I mean, I know I'm underweight, but I still don't think that I appear that malnourished. Do I? DO I?!

Wow, I finished Lock And Key today by Sarah Dessen. Was good, I really like her writing. It seems really meaningful but I think she lacks in dialogue and explaining what the room looks like. But, I like how she always explains her thoughts.

16.2% of the new Paramore album downloaded. What a piss take. God.

I showed my English teacher my Peter Pan fanfiction yesterday, and my stomach was churning in anticipation as I was walking towards MG3. Seriously, I don't mind people like Kate or Leah or anyone reading them because I know, because they love me, whereas Mr. Berry sees amazing writing all the time, and I just put so much of my soul into my writing that I take it personally when someone doesn't like it.

But he said he enjoyed reading it. Really enjoyed reading it. He commented on how my punctuation in speech needed work though, but that's ok. At least I made him happy, I guess? It was a bit of a short review if it was one, but he doesn't know that to me, when it comes to reviews, less is never more.

Ooh, what to write, what to write.

I feel bad trying to stretch my blog out as long as I can, but I enjoy scrolling down my page and admiring the length of my little blogs. Hihi.
Btw, hihi is pronounced heehee to me. I"m sorry, I hope you can understand; or at least accept it.
Yeah, The friends who stuck together. We wrote our names in blood.

I adore that song. I swear Paramore just can't go wrong. Ever. Each song or album is always better than the other.

Yay, Ben liked the ff I wrote for him. If you want the link, here it is: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5400400/1/Amuto_The_Ben_Story; I can't be asked to explain.

Gonna go now, bye kittens XOXO.

insert original and creative title here.

Yay. Watching Natalie yet again. Because I'm so not obsessed. Oh, no. I don't find her hilarious or anything like that. If you think I do, that's a LIE.

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Btw, the little asterix means some time as passed since I last touched the computer. But it's in the same day. Right ok.

Well, today, after PHSE, Leah was telling Kate off for not talking about her enough in her blog. It was then I realise that I don't really mention her that much either. I started to feel fairly guilty, and so started to write this very paragraph in my head as we walked to the cantine.

What the fuck is wrong with the text box thingy? Seriously. I'm British. I spell things differently, please just leave me alone. Eurgh.

Had alright lessons today. English - score. I seriously like English this year, even though all Leah and George do is bitch about how all we do is read and copy off the board. In that order. But, I enjoy English and Mr. Berry's lovely. I get it this year as well, since we worshipped semi-colons, commas, apostrophes and etc, so I know quite a lot about them.

Made a deal with my mum. I now have a schedule. Here it goes:

Monday: P.E.
Tuesday: Swimming.
Wednesday: Cycling.
Thursday: I think Japanese lessons are that day, if I'm allowed to take them.
Friday: Piano/Violin (Can't decide which ones and so yeah).
Weekend: I do what the fuck I want. Yay.

Isn't that sweet? My mum's trying to get me a life. That's lovely. Just bee-youteefull. It has a hyphen because that's how I say it. bee (TINY ICKLE PAUSE) youteeful. Oh and it's beeYOUteefull.

Wow, I'm having fun with the bold button today aren't I? Whoop.

Calvin had a friend round today. He's still here, but his mum has just arrived. Ha, arrived. Get it? Get it?

Ok, screw that schedule. It's not all entirely accurate. May be doing aerobics. Damn.

Kay, gonna play blockles or something now.

Bye, XOXO.

biggest scare of my life.

God, there's a little 'Telugu' button that I hadn't noticed before, and it was pressed, meaning that the writing was coming out లికె థిస్ (like this). Wait, gonna go make a salad, brb.
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Wow that was fun. Minus the fun. Seriously, that took nearly twenty minutes to make. It has cucumbers, tomatoes and carrots. Wow, I'm describing the salad I just made. That makes me that little bit cooler. My arm aches. From grating. How healthy am I?! Apparently not very. Our new grater sucks. Seriously, it's so shit. It doesn't GRATE, it totally defeats the point of itself. Jeez.

I really can't be bothered to write a blog today, especially since I've already written one, even though it was reeeeally short. Mimimimi.

Heh. Today was ok. I guess.

Hm, trying to remember my best letter. I mean lesson. Can't remember. Argh.

Dinner, now. Imma go eat now.

XOXO.

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ict, once again.

In my ICT lesson once again, but I finish my work quickly so it's ok.

Just read Kate's blog and it made me smile. She said my blogs are awesome, and that was really naice of her. Yey.

Gonna go now though before Miss McCann reads this.


BYEEEE XOXO.