I said to her "you look like a twat."
she said "you look like an egg."
I dont get her. strange kid.
Apparently, its 'retro', or 'retrohemian' and she reckons she can pull it off. She cant, she looks stupid.
And she has a new camera. Which means she can upload videos onto here.
And its off to Digs tonight, to watch some crappy movie or something. Or 'The Digguth' as he is so commonly referred to as. He has the house to himself for two weeks. Which means they will smoke in the house. Which means i will have to watch the film in a cloud of smoke. I say 'and' too much.
- Music:sex pistols
Ok, so that doesn't make any sense, but, y'know, I'm an egg. I don't know my real mother. It's easy for humans to trace their parents, but my mother is a chicken! And I don't even have a father.
I'm jealous of all the other eggs that get to hatch. Maybe I have chicken siblings. Or maybe I have siblings that go eaten. It doesn't bear thinking about.
What's wrong with me?
- Mood:
confused - Music:imogen heap- hide and seek
But then she offends me by calling herself clinically insane when she talks to me.
All in all it was an ok day, we got back about 8 in the evening and Robyn made me go straight to bed. I don't like her telling me what to do, I'm a person too, I should decide for myself. I said "I won't go to bed", so she picked me up and put me in bed. I tried rolling out but I was worried I might crack.
- Mood:
cranky - Music:secondhand serenade- your call
This is the first day I've actually done anything interesting since Sunday. In light of recent events, I gave going to Georgies with Cara and Emilie a miss, and hung around bored while Robyn got ready to go out, and used about 3 cans of hairspray spiking her hair out, which was stupid as she was only going to the youth club, which they call veggie club for reasons unknown. It was because Dig was going to be there. You should've seen them with the hairspray and eyeliner- Cara, Georgie, Emilie and Robyn all fussing over what he thinks. He probably doesn't even care- he has a girlfriend who's a lot better looking than them. It's pathetic. They even went so far as to use the term 'a manifestation of god on earth- sex god!'. I am totally at a loss to what they see in him, but never mind.
It was ok, Dig and Mollie were a bit late and once again I had to sit and suffer while the people who run it tried desperately to convert me to christianity- the things they put me through for a BOY! And then Robyn and some older girl had a really long political debate over whether we live in a big brother nation, eventually deciding we did.
Now, being an egg, I'm not that intelligent, but it doesn't seem to me that the world we live in is anything at all like the big brother house. Our world is mundane and routine- the big brother house is more like an LSD induced trip to IKEA, with regular break dancing tasks at 4 in the morning. Half the time it seems I'm just really confused, but never mind. I'm sure I'll understand one day.
- Location:mums house computer
- Mood:
blah - Music:midlake- roscoe