If I Could Be A Superhero...

I WOULD BE AWESOME MAN

Hello again. I've finally got my music onto this user account! Not all of it, because I never listen to half of my music, which explains why my computer is so slow. I need to move my pictures, though, but that will be done at a later date because I really cannot be bothered right now. Too much effort involved.
(WHAT THE HELL IS PLAYING ON iTUNES ATM, SOUNDS LIKE A FARMER! lolwut vampire weekend? o.O)
My fears have started to come true. I'm slowly breaking away from The Killers. It may not be noticable by looking at my iPod, but it is slowly happening. I can't like one band for more than a few months. This really pisses me off. I'm moving towards Kings Of Leon, too, who cruely stole 2 Brit Awards from the Killers a few weeks ago. Dayumnnn. Oh well. Life goes on.
I listened to McFly covering Mr. Brightside earlier. When The Killers do it, I think "Wow, this is an amazing song." When McFly do it, I think "Eww. Why ruin one of my favourite songs?" I think I even used to prefer McFly's version, back when I was 'That wierdo with 5 colours in her hair' with my rip off McFly shirt from Great Yarmouth and my hair extensions.
I guess I have grown up a bit.
My blog is pretty much me going on about how my music taste is changing, with the occasional "What I did today" isn't it? It's not really a blog, actually. It's me whining on about "Brandon Flowers this and The Killers that" I need to stop that. Really. I do. That bit about growing up can go and die. Bop To The Top just came on. :D
THIS BIT ISN'T ABOUT MUSIC OMFG SHOKERRR;
I'm making new friends! :D I don't know how, because I'm really not a nice person. I can't keep a secret unless it's my own, I bitch constantly and I'm horribly selfish. Yet, I have friends. Thanks for putting up with that, guys. :]
I've gotten so close to Steph over the last few says it's worrying me. I keep calling Tilly Steph which is like DO NOT WANT. I'm talking to Lucy more as well. I talk to Jack constantly. He makes me laugh too much, because he's a retard, like my wife. But he confuses me, because I get things wrong then he laughs at me. Like this:
Him: "You can be the lesbian, and I'l be the *other thing that i can't remember*
Me: "But what if I wantewd to be the lesbian and you wanted to be the *something else that I can't remember*. Wait.." *COUFUSIONNN*"
He's also easy to push off a bike >:]
I tried being nice to a certain wifey's husband, but he wouldn't accept. I don't really give one. I don't like him. I'm moving away from people, as well which isn't nice. I haven't taled to some people in ages. It's like I've replaced them with new people, or, they just don't hang out where they used to anymore. I don't really miss the people who I've grown apart from, though. All except one I can just walk across school to talk to. The less said about the other, the better.
Is it bad that sometimes I prefer to talk to my friends online than people I actually know. I've met loads of people online (not actually met up with) who I'll probably still talk to for years. Especially my Stacy. I own her. Even if she doesn't know it >_>"
Pmsl @ Stephen Lynch. "BUTTSEX MAN!"

Evening. (Y)

That it is.
I have actually finished my English Essay. We won't talk about the creative writing part of my coursework. :]
My lip REALLY hurts. It's totally my fault and I shouldn't complain about it, but I'm that sort of person, so I'm going to complain. Because things are never my fault. Even if they are. Basically, my fake lip ring thinger is way more shart than I thought, and it's kinda squishing my lip. it hasn't gone all the way through, though (looks weird o.O), because that would be horribly hypocritical of me.
If self piercing is so bad, why do i have such the urge to do it? Maybe because I'm impatient. I can't be bothered to wait until i'm 16, which isn't long, so I'll do it myself. I'm too much of a wuss to do it myself. Pain scares me.

I'm not sure about school tomorrow. Not about whether I'm going, I most probably am, but what's going to happen. Snow causing it to close? I doubt it, although it's been forcased, apparently. I imagine that I will get a verbal beating from Mrs. Cameltoe. I'll also have to sit through an hour with Verbal Diarrhoea man, whilst sitting next to a thing so scary that it's hair could eat me. We know who I mean. :]

I got a twitter. Feel free to add me, or follow me, or whatever it is you do on there, I'm not actually sure. But the only person on my MSN who has one is the thing mentioned above. Like HELL am I talking to him when it isn't necessary.

Am I writing too much? I don't mean to. I just talk way too much. I go on and on and aon about things that no one cars about. Things like The Killers and that one hot guy that i found on the internet last night. I find a lot of hot guys on the internet. I should stop doing that. :]
Tilly RickRoll'd me. She sucks anus.