hi guys

I have decided that, for charity, I will be talking and indeed writing like a "popular" person. Here we go...


heyy ma smexi baybeeeees i luv u all ur my smexical..............



ARRGH, I CAN'T DO IT ANYMORE!!!

See you in intensive care.

"My goal in life? To make other people unhappy"

A speech by Lupina Crooper on the bitterness of Mr Dalek:

I don’t hate him. I pity him. Not for what he is now, but for what he will someday become. Because when that day comes, he will be old, and sitting in a bashed up chair in some retirement home. And, d’you know what? THEN he’ll be sorry. Because all his nastiness will have come back around and hit him in the face. He’ll be bitter, twisted and alone. And, well, guess what? NO-ONE will care. Isn’t that sad? I think it’s so sad. No-one should get dealt a hand like that in life, but that is what he has given himself. He’s on a mission, alright - not to make other people unhappy, but just himself.

It surely is a masterpiece.

What does "Oissmaigawdissuenicorn" mean?

I don't know either, but someone who goes by that name has left a really BITCHY comment on my blog.

So, as the Mafia, we need to make them an offer that they can't refuse, as it were. Hmm, I've got my revolver all ready in my violin case...

OK

Here is how it goes:

I am a Cockney Bitch and also Don Carbonara.

Rosie is a Cockney Pimp and Don Tagliatele.

Aimee is a Cockney Ragamuffin from the streets of Kentish Town, and also runs the Triads.

Adam is a camp hairdresser called Isaac who is a general Mafia bitch and also may be dying of Plymouth Disease.

And... I wasn't at school today. I was savaged by a rabid cat.

The sad truth is that I am only half joking.

Alriiight?

Hey guys, school tomorrow. So that will, I'm sure, be a right ol' laugh for all involved.

Ahem. Yes.

So hopefully we can have a reunion rave on the bus, and annoy EVERYONE, and we can use our fave quote, courtesy of Emilie the Chav in the summer term of '07:

"WILL YOU STOP BEING SO BLOODY WEIRD!".

Some people are so very charming, aren't they.

You guys had better post, or I will send you to Coventry, or hold you in contempt of court, or whatever. Anyway. Toodles.

Damn. I promised myself I would never say that. Ah well, that's all my new years resolutions broken then.

Oi Missus!

Hey dudettes, what's going on? It occurs to me that our blog is like a message forum where we can leave personal messages for eachother. So I just have this to say:

HOT CALUM IS HOT!

Mmmm, so very hot indeed. Hmmm.

And I also got a Wii for Crimbo. What larks, hey Pip?

Aimee, you must post indeed on your lovely random blog. Post. Do it now...

Is Rosie in London? Rosie? Are you in London? I have made a plan: We must all three get us a flat to share in London, and we would have lots of merry japes and tomfoolery. I have found a one-woman show called "Not stalking David Tennant".
Fair enough.

Bye people of the big fat world.