kimi_bristow

Well back to school on Monday and a German Oral on Tuesday for which I haven't finished yet alone learnt yet...I just really struggle to apply myself. Its like I'm going to fail my dance exam simply because I have no notes...and I have like an acid build up or phlegm at the back of my throat which is driving me to distraction...hence why I'm writing on here really, lol...which as a New Year's resolution, I've sworn to contribute more to.
Um....well actually on reflection, Monday shouldn't be that bad, I suppose. I get to see my friends and get murdered by my teachers. lovely....I haven't done my choreography, programme notes, German Oral (learnt it or finished it), my English essay....then the next day I'm straight back on study leave...not so bad, I suppose...

I thought last year's Christmas was bad...what with the fact that I said back in September of that year ''DON'T GET ME A BIKE'' and low and behold on December 25th  2006, I got a bike. I then got called an ungrateful bitch for saying thank you but always also pointed out that they didn't have to because I didn't have the need for one. To be fair, the bike that had lasted me 5 years and still fitted me was replaced by a bike that lasted 1 year, is too big for me and is now broken.
But its happened again...but with my grandparents this time. They've only gone and got me an all-in-one printer. Now I did say thank you, but...gah, I just don't know what to do with the effin' thing. I have this wireless printer thing, you see, already connected to my laptop. Albeit without a scanner and digital memory card slot attached. But I don't need a scanner and I don't have a memory card (my mum does though, ironically). 
I was going to give it back to them and explain why I just can't accept the gift properly. And these are the reasons why:

1. I have no room for a printer of that size and this one is huge compared to my desk...it will fall off!
2. I already have the wireless printer downstairs
3. I do not use scanners etc.
4. I don't print stuff off that much because I prefer e-mails due to the 'not wasting of paper'...I'm turning into a right eco-freak at the moment.
5. I don't use it for printing off pictures because I'd much rather conserve ink
6. I can't afford the ink...I'm only 16 and don't really earn that much money TBH

But my mother called me an ungrateful bitch for finding fault with it. Well to be fair, Ms I'm Never Happy With Anything My Kids Do Or Give To Me, if I didn't have a printer already, had oodles of cash for ink and felt the need to plaster my room with pictures of 'teen hunks', hell yeah, I'd keep the printer but it just seems like my mum told my grandparents to get it for me but secretly for her.
I was going to see if they could return it as well, but guess what THEY did...opened it, used the ink and destroyed the packaging...so now I'm lumbered with a printer which has nowhere and I mean nowhere to go...
Its just 2006 all over again.

2008 is going to be a big one and all...TBH I was hoping for money like they normally give me because I was saving up for something big...but alas I'm going back to my £13 a week s*** hole of a job which entails going round a rough area of my hometown, getting called Chesty Breasty by obviously horny teenage boys, getting shouted at by an OAP whose head is up his arse (he's never happy, you get a drop of rain on his paper and he demands a new one), dodging broken glass and going out in crap weather risking my health...which is not all that good when you're doing your MOCKS either!

I've made a solemn vow never to moan on any of the forums I belong to anymore...I'm sure they don't need me moaning all of the bleedin' time...I'm really betting that they, if they ever met me in real life, would probably slap me for being a typical whiny moany teenager. 
And I probably bet the people who read this, you will probably want to slap me too, but oh well...
I'm also extremely uncomfortable with the whole LJ thing, random people reading about my life.....and my journal is kinda boring and I'm kinda new to this whole thing despite having this thing since July....so lets see how it goes
I'm just so sick of my dad...end of, its even affecting my school work for the Lord's sake, take my academic monitoring for example, mostly C's...which TBH at Year 11 standard isn't that good TBH especially considering I've got 2 months till my mocks *eek*.....and I'm bringing my friends down with me in the depression stakes. 
He just doesn't understand me one bit...the one effin' time he bothered to try and find out, he immediately became all Mr Innocent and turned the tables on me, claiming to be Mr 'I've never hurt my kids, made them eat soap, never threatened them, never mentally abused them'.

HE'S JUST A BIG HUGE HYPOCRITE AND I HATE HIM FOR IT!!!!!!!!!!!

AND I HATE MY FORM TUTOR TOO!!!!!!!!! WELL MOST OF MY TEACHERS AS WELL

For the past three days, all I've been doing is crying...I even gave myself a migraine due to the amount of crying...it was excessive and to a degree it still is. I was even crying all the way through school and guess what, all my teachers thought I was faking it...how can crying be faked exactly? I can't do crocodile tears......whatever they are
This is why I love my friends so much.....they are simply amazing!!!!!!! So ok, we've had our differences over the past few months...quite literally but they are about the only people who know exactly what is going through my head at this current moment in time. Especially (well I'm not going to mention her name because of paedophiles and she isn't on LJ) one of them....she's been there for me ever since Easter....something I'm not going to go into because I still haven't gotten over it......

And yeah I know, this post has got to be so random to all of you....but I know what I'm on about

OK, I've had this thing for a few months now and have only just decided to use it, mainly because I decided I should post on this thing instead of venting my thoughts on this forum that I visit...lol...they all know I need to vent my anger on occasion. God help you, if you're reading this...

Well what can you say about me except that I'm weirdness personified? I'm a crazy little loon who is obsessed with Davy Jones (the squid), Jack Davenport, Hugh Laurie (House *squee*) and about every other actor going. Oh and I carry a torch for Victor Garber, but not many people know about that...well my family certainly don't...well I hope they don't, I might just dig a hole and fall it in if they found out. Oh and when I get obsessed with something, I get obsessive to the point of freakiness. Not that I'm a stalker or something, I've been stalked in the past and it's not nice. Who would I stalk in Gloucester, anyway? Nobody...