Oh wow...

Oh wow...

My very own weblog...

Jeesh...

This could go horrendously wrong...

Okay! So, a little about me.

Name: You may adress me as Pebbles =]
Age: 16
D/O/B: 11/04/1992
Gender: Female
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Blue
Status: In love, and happy about it!

What else would you like to know? I like any kind of music really, except ridiculous remixes and pop songs and McFly. 'Oh, but they write their own songs and everything!' Yeah? So do Evanescence, All American Rejects and Rise Against. Live with it. =]

So life is pretty boring at the moment... Biggest thing on my agenda is the Prom/Graduation Ball (hereafter known as Prom because I'm too lazy to type...the other one), which happens to be in four days. Well. Three days, seeing the time is 22:47. It's great! Mayhem, but GREAT mayhem!

Prom dress isn't finshed - fantastic! - don't know what to do with my hair or how to do it - great! - haven't got a CLUE what I'm doing with make-up - even better! - and my boyfriend can't come.

Why?

Because the people who decide what's what around our prom made the decision a few years back that 'if they're not in our school, especially not in our year, they cannot come', and my boyfriend happens to be out of education and two years older than me. Crap.

(haha...the 176th annual Dyke Leaping championships...ROTFL...)

(Don't ask.)

So, back to my rant. Unless he can successfully deceive the staff of both the school and the hotel that he is supposed to be there in on occupation or another, I am going to be left slow dancing with Ellie. Not that I mind - Ellie's a wonderful girl; one of my closest friends! - but I'd rather be slow dancing with Bob. It sucks. =(

Well I'm off to bed before I fall asleep on the keyboard. I bet anyone 10p (all my worth) that the next time I check my account, I will have had no replies. I'm being dead serious about this - ten whole pence to yourself if you comment! lol

Bye then!!

Xx Pebbles xX