Its tuesday's feeling of getting over monday's hang over but... dont read manic monday blog!! it is soooo boring and i dont blamme me it was 11 o'clock n mi dad was fallin asleep opposite me (thats exactly how i was feeling) and i wrote a load of utter shit you will die of bordem reading it i have warned you oooh but there is an interestin bit in da paragraph when i was waiting for my ilp time and paige started a conov about piles but other wise that's it.
but anyway 2 day turned up at school did my science hw i was suppose to do lol then went up to the music block to drop of my violin and use da computer because i REALLY needed to do my compossition work walk in " can i use the..."
"NO"
"can i use the com for..."
"NO"
"what?!"
" if i said arsonistic would that mean anything to you tasha?"
"no"
"oh mr pearson said hi by the way"
"oh so my inclings was right "
they then went into a music bitch fit about mr pearsons music and singin and hmming the hedwigs theme that mr pearson got of the internet.
so yeah mr rutter and miss lowing now hate me!! lol
went through the day not doin much apart from trying not to think to much about the unimportant things in life...
Graphics i hated started some crappy course work but still trying to change tech to textiles but still cant so stuck in a depressive class with lots of unhelpfull shit to do which will not help me what so ever in life!!
Maths, sat and dr
ew on my hand i've started a new sort of pattern thats kinda groovy it goes to my tumb to the edge of my wrist along the back of my palm theres a piccy of it.

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it was in eng.
Had science and we set fire to a piece of paper!! we had a circut well.... it was a really big circut and miss put a piece of paper then she shortened the circut and turned up the voltage!!. The wire glowed an electric lumonous orange miss then put the piece of paper on and it smoked. The wire burnt through and the edges of the paper were orange at it fell to the work top the class screamed and yelled with glee i mean, what pyromaniacs!! as bad as the music dept.
The next lesson was boring compaired to that just drama we're doin another sence from blood brothers and im doing it with rozheen and ellie o'roke there alryt. Last lesson eng spend 2 hours on my thing that had to be in today but nooo she wasn't in and we had some really random lady who was really butch and there's was a barn owl ourside on the net ball courts and we sat and watched it migrate from the floor to the net ball post then back again.
but things didn't get interesting till i got home afta ella n stacey rappin each other down the road and shouting insults at each other such as " you transexual homosapien" and "man whore with a a fanny" i final got home.
Then went upstairs to change and that s where it happened i started sorting my room out as it has got to the point where i couldn't walk along the ground/carpet so i started to pick up the clothes on the floor and fold and put them on my sofa and found a bag in side the bag ...was another bag and in that bag was crumbled bits of wax n i thought hmmm....
WHERE'S MY LIGHTER?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?
i looked in da floors of my lego then found it, found a tin to put underneath so the carpet dont get burnt and put the wax in an empty candle thingy and set it alight with some matches it was only a little fire at first but then i started to put some more matches on to make it bigger and then the matches carried on burning when they were black how does that work?????
So i wanted to put it out. The fire was on about 5 matches and it was just over 15 cm ruler (ish) in height, i found a bottle of water and squeesed just over a sip onto the fire the fire grew up ward higher than my bed to at least 4 foot!! where i squeesed the water the fire had engoulfed it and went up in a hot orange and feirce yellow globe i leap back toward the wall in shock almost wacking my head on the wall the fire stayed at 4 foot for a while and it looked like satan had risen from the floor of my bed room, my heart was racing and my hands was shaking all i could think of was fuck me fuck me fuck me fuck me fuck me. i could hear the roaring rage of the fire as it reached upward and the heat against pressing against my cheek. It slowly died down and let out a little simmer and sizzle before it just became a black splodge on my bed room floor i sat there in ashtonishment for a while breathing heavely before the sences kicked back in again and i pulled my head to gether to clear up the black ash and waxxy mess it had left but that was the most scaryest minute of my life !!
thought of another line to my song ...so many memories in one room ohh noo i have told you!! basically you know how you get them ambitions before you die well i've got one to do before im 16 which is write a song so i ave 2 years but i'm gathering inspiration for lyrics now and i'm aming for 1 line a day so that 'll be good i'll post a line a day on here for no body to read lol