I BEG YOUR PARDON, MISS KIWI...

Y11 means year 11, which is what we crazy English people call our 11th year of schooling...actually, I think it might be the 12th, as we start with reception, y1, y2, y3, etc. Anywhozle you take y11 in the year you turn 16. So the y11 hottie at my school is, alas, a potential year and 3 months younger than me. *sadness*

OMG!!! SPEAKING OF YEAR 11s, I WAS INSULTED by one last week! I shall tell you the tale...

We all know I'm small. But I'm not that small! Anywho, this rather tall y11 chap was waiting for an exam, when I walked past him. I noticed him and his friends share a 'look' but I thought nothing of it and walked past. However, the next time I passed him, he smiled at his friends....AND KNELT DOWN. ONTO BOTH KNEES! AS IF TO SAY "HEH HEH...SHE'S SMALL"!!!!!

I mean, FTW????

And then, on my way to my French class...HE DID IT AGAIN!!!!

What is wrong with theses children? BAH TO THEM!

BAHHHHHHHHHHH.

Anyway, all is not ok. The situation with my parents is getting worse. They've been divorced for 16 years, and they still can't get over themselves and realise that everything they do is screwing up me and Parissa more and more. By the time I finally get to leave them, there'll be no point, as I shall be SO NUTTY that the rest of my life will be nothing but a series of babbles and shrieks.

Alas.

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Well, would you look at that!

I'm not really sure what you're supposed to be looking at...BUT LOOK AT IT. GO ON!

So, how are you guys? My back-ache is still killing me- I keep hinting to my mother but SHE JUST WON'T DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT.

School is still good. I got predicted an A in French and English, and a B in drama, which has to be WRONG, honestly. Emily got predicted an A, and I'm not saying that she's bad or anything, but I know her essays aren't great, and she ALWAYS laughs when she's acting. So something is up there. And I haven't got my maths grade yet, so I'm a bit worried about how bad I'm doing there.

Speaking of school, there is THE MOST LOVELIEST BOY-THING, who is friends with my friend.

Alas, he is a y11...I fear it is toooo yooounnng. ...but he is EXCEEDINGLY GORGEOUS.

I walked into a lamppost a couple of days ago. My face is ok, but I have a big cut on my foot, which WON'T STOP STINGING. BAHHHHH! I didn't even notice it for ages though. :D

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IT'S COLD!

I don't know about you guys, but it's ABSOLUTELY FREEZING here. My ickle tootsies are so so so so cold and I really need a new coat.
And it doesn't help that I have to wait for Cat and Leanne ALL THE TIME. Everyday they're, like, fifteen minutes late...and the worst thing is, they don't even care! They don't apologise, they don't TRY to turn up on time. They just expect me to wait around for them in the freezing cold. It really pisses me off, cos it's just SELFISH. ARRGH. So now, if they don't come on time, I just leave them. YEAH! Power to the Yasamin!

I'm babysitting tonight, for some nice money, and it's always quite fun too. I saw the people on the tram, when I was with Abiy.

SPEAKING OF ABIY, there is this amazing guy at my school who is SO SO SO SO NICE, he really is, and he likes her, but she chose this guy from her school, whom I have never met, BUT DON'T LIKE. Mainly because El is so cool and I think, nay, know that he must be way better than this Will guy. PAH ABIY.

I better go now, anywayz! LOVEYOUMYCHICKADEES xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

DON'T HURT ME, SARAHMUFFINFACE!

I am a terrible blogger- I know! Sometimes I'll do one a day for a week and other times a will be ASHAMBLES. I apologise, but my online time is limited as it is...

Ooh, I still love sixth form. This week is great, because none of my French teachers are here, so I have nine frees (!) and I'm off Friday! And EVERYONE is looking forward to Friday, because pretty much all the girls in lower sixth will be going to the NEWLY OPENED H&M IN THE TOWN CENTRE!!! I'll never have to go to Meadowhall again! Unless, I get the train from there, or someone comes up to see me...*hints* BUT H&M! I'll never be badly clothed again! It's so exciting for us, it really is. We're not just SUPER SAD.

OH, THE END IS NOT THE END. He knows EXACTLY what he's doing, does old Snicket, so obviously it's not the end. He's perfectly aware that no reader would be satisfied with that ending. HE'S A TRICKSTER IS THAT MAN! Darn him...

Mmm...the Gothic Archies...great Snicket music www.myspace.com/gothicarchies Scream And Run Away (there's a video for this one!) is super funny, but Dreary, Dreary is one of my favourite songs. xxxxxxxxxxx

MEHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

My head hurts.

And my hands are sore...FROM TOO MUCH IRISH SNAP! DAMN THAT GAME IS ADDICTIVE.

I had a wonderful conversation with Muffinface last night- sorry if I scared you deary, I was tired =P Heh heh heh!

I'm going to do the Hs tonight!!!!

That will be all.

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"YOUR BO IS PLANNING ON IMPREGNATING ME. FIVE TIMES."

Sorry, Sarah, but it's actually six now.

My back aches and I've had a day of Leanne. My back really aches actually. I WANT ACUPUNCTURE!!!! MEEEEEEHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

I've had a weird headache all day as well, actually. It could be a migraine. Could. Alicia gave me pills for it earlier, but they didn't do much :C

I have taken to eating Rice Krispies when I return from school, you know. They're tasty as at this time of day. Try it.

And Sarah, I've been doing more writings on UE. If you would do me the honour of just reeeeeaaaaadddding them, I would love you muchly. Not that I don't already. WRITE TO MEEEEEE!!!!!!!

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Oh, I am a sickly bunny wabbit.

I'm not very well. It bloody hurts.

I woke up yesterday feeling mucho crappio and just got worse throughout the day. So today, I went to school til lunch then came home. I doesn't really matter anyway, cos I have double drama on Friday afternoons and my teacher isn't here today. So as long as I get the work done, it doesn't matter where I am.

I have an audition tonight. For a play at le Crucible Theatre. I'm quite nervous, because I've never had an audition before, so I'm a bit EEK! And then tomorrow, I have to go to Sinead's mum's birthday party, which should be quite fun cos my friends will be there, and I like Sinead's mum. She likes me as well. It's scary. She's like "O Yasamin, you're like the daughter I never had"- worrying, because she has two.

Leanne is really annoying at the moment. I have to do French and Maths with her and she just drives me nuts. And she's so fake. She just puts on this persona when she's around anyone she thinks is 'cool'. Like, there's this guy in my theatre studies class who is WELL LOVELY and I am making friends with him. And Leanne's like "Oh, I've liked him AGES", which means she's seen him around and decided she'd like to play with him. And she wants me to introduce her. Yeah, cos I'm going to do that. I don't want to see him TAINTED.

*DEEPBREATHS*

There, I got that out of my system.

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