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Original post by ?Hannah
Aw dw gal, we all know how much of a saddo you are. Jokes, love you really. 
Yes, you had better follow me - so that it doesn't look like I am just talking to myself when I post my revision. That would be well AWKS. 
Yeah, I would hate to fall out of contact. Even though I feel like such a scrape - cos I ain't actually do proper GCSE exams yet. lol. Yes, it has been fun on here. But I feel sorry for steering this thread away from recision. You'd better revise son!
Yes, lol. I saw that face and was all like: 'that is so me in one face.'
What happened to your signature?
Yes, you had better follow me - so that it doesn't look like I am just talking to myself when I post my revision. That would be well AWKS. Yeah, I would hate to fall out of contact. Even though I feel like such a scrape - cos I ain't actually do proper GCSE exams yet. lol. Yes, it has been fun on here. But I feel sorry for steering this thread away from recision. You'd better revise son!Yes, lol. I saw that face and was all like: 'that is so me in one face.'
What happened to your signature?
Lol..u know..that'd be so funny if u were just tasking to ur self on the thread...I'm gonna leave u alone on that ..lol..jk...
Oh..I decided to take it off..but I'm gonna put something cool on now...
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Original post by mypetpikachu
Woah..so much just happened..just cuz I went on a little toilet break..jee...lol..jk...
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RANDOM FACT ABOUT HANNAH - Hannah did not have a 'proper' friend in year seven.
FACT ABOUT HANNAH - Hannah did not have much of a childhood.
FACT ABOUT HANNAH - Hannah has had 6 boyfriends and has been in 11 things since year seven, oops. But I guess you can be in a 'thing' with more than one person at the same time.
Wouldn't have more than one boyfriend at the same time though. Original post by jamierogers21
Aw thankyou They've gone well, got History on Tuesday and then I'm as free as a bird. How have yours been?
They've gone well, got History on Tuesday and then I'm as free as a bird. How have yours been?Dude...that better not be an attempt to replace me in Hannah's life...lol..just kidding..u may continue wit life...
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Original post by jamierogers21
Aw thankyou They've gone well, got History on Tuesday and then I'm as free as a bird. How have yours been?
They've gone well, got History on Tuesday and then I'm as free as a bird. How have yours been?No problem!
That's really good, well done. I am in year ten, so haven't done any! Original post by mypetpikachu
Lol..u know..that'd be so funny if u were just tasking to ur self on the thread...I'm gonna leave u alone on that ..lol..jk...
Oh..I decided to take it off..but I'm gonna put something cool on now...
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Yeah, it would be so funny.
OMG, you should read my blog! I will send it over to you!Original post by NiamhM1801
I'll definitely follow your thread! 
I hope we don't all lose contact either! Although it'll be unlikely, seeing as I'm pretty sure we're all hooked (well I am at least), and we can use A Levels as an excuse to stay here
I hope we don't all lose contact either! Although it'll be unlikely, seeing as I'm pretty sure we're all hooked (well I am at least), and we can use A Levels as an excuse to stay here
Awesome, Niamh!
I am hooked on this site as well. Aha, yes you can Original post by ?Hannah
RANDOM FACT ABOUT HANNAH - Hannah did not have a 'proper' friend in year seven.
FACT ABOUT HANNAH - Hannah did not have much of a childhood.
FACT ABOUT HANNAH - Hannah has had 6 boyfriends and has been in 11 things since year seven, oops. But I guess you can be in a 'thing' with more than one person at the same time. Wouldn't have more than one boyfriend at the same time though.
FACT ABOUT HANNAH - Hannah did not have much of a childhood.
FACT ABOUT HANNAH - Hannah has had 6 boyfriends and has been in 11 things since year seven, oops. But I guess you can be in a 'thing' with more than one person at the same time.
Wouldn't have more than one boyfriend at the same time though. Oh haha..well girl..ur a slut...just kidding...okay..let me do my random facts..
- didn't have a proper friend until she met Hannah..luv u....
- never had a boyfriend..but had crushes...
- had an awesome childhood...
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Original post by ?Hannah
No problem! That's really good, well done. I am in year ten, so haven't done any!
Yeah, it would be so funny. OMG, you should read my blog! I will send it over to you!
Awesome, Niamh! I am hooked on this site as well. Aha, yes you can
That's really good, well done. I am in year ten, so haven't done any! Yeah, it would be so funny.
OMG, you should read my blog! I will send it over to you!Awesome, Niamh!
I am hooked on this site as well. Aha, yes you can What u sending it on...??
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This is a blog post that I wrote in year 8. It is very embarrassing and very bad. The SPAG is absolutely appalling. Found this today and it made me laugh, as it is so cringeworthy.
So as I said I go to an all girls school. Now I get to see and mix with boys on the train. Okay yeah I sound lame as. I take the train with a lot of people from my school and a lot of people from the boys school. We call ourselves the ‘train gang’ Original right.. There are around 15 members of the gang. For some reason someone had a weird idea for us to all sit in the aisle part just in front of the train doors, that people use to enter and exit the train through. Strange I know right. As there are a lot of us, we all have to cram into the tight space, sitting on God knows what. Don’t have such a dirty mind …😂 Confined spaces and being socially awkward funnily enough don’t really help the situation of me surviving the journey to and from school. Sometimes I try and avoid it at all costs. Making forced, awkward conversation isn’t really my thing.. Some of the guys on the train think that I’m frigid as. Sorry but I don’t know whether or not I should smile if I make eye contact with a boy… Like I don’t want them to get the wrong idea but then again I don’t want to come across as being mean, rude or hostile. Someone please tell me how I should react in that situation. So anyway the other day it was 35 degrees. Yes I’m not even kidding. In England, I repeat England it was 35 degrees. It was as though the whole country had turned into a massive sauna, ready to boil all of its inhabitants alive. I have weird imagination, don’t judge. At my school we have to wear blazers, because well private schools are posh.. Obviously wearing a blazer in that heat is possibly the worst thing ever. But I was also lucky enough to wearing tights to Literally I’m not even kidding, sweat was rolling down my legs, okay enough with that. Social situations and an extremely hot climate just don’t work for me. When I boarded the train, with my extremely clever friend I was looking an absolute mess. Okay in general I am not much of a looker, I will tell you about that another time. But on that day in the sweltering heat, I looked my absolute worse. My hair was a wreck, I seriously needed to pluck my eyebrows and my face was red. The whole ‘train gang’ sat in our normal space, cramping together. The heat was unbelievable, everyone’s body heat just made it so much worse.But for some unknown reason and please tell me how girls manage to pull this off. The other female members of the ‘train gang’ were looking absolutely flawless. Not a hair was out of place, their faces were beautifully tanned and of course they managed to look good in their school uniform. Obviously the guys fawn over them. Just not me. Genetics were so not on my side.. I found myself standing to properly the nicest boy in the gang, so as the train moved i started attempting to have a conversation with him. To my creds, I actually didn’t act that awkward at all. He acted as if he didn’t notice how awful I looked, yeah the other guys gave me strange looks when I got onto the train. We were having such a good talk about day to day life when suddenly the train jolts. I’m not very good at keeping my balance on moving transport. Next thing I knew I was laying on the floor. Yes legitimately face down on the floor. Everyone in the ‘gang’ found this exceptionally funny. I thanked myself for wearing tights. Thank god the guys didn’t see where the sun don’t shine. I don’t think I would ever have been able to get over that..Brushing myself down I managed to get up, however looking down at my crumpled clothing I realised that I looked more dishevelled than ever. So I sat down in the corner, cramped myself in and pretended that I just didn’t exist. Didn’t really work though, because before I knew it one of the perfectly flawless girl was complaining about being able to smell dog poo. I hate the smell of dog poo and just dog poo in general to, so I guess I knew where she was coming from. Not going to lie it stank. Everyone was denying that they were in fact the one carrying and spreading the smell. It is pretty embarrassing if you are in fact the one with the faecus smothered over the bottom of your shoe. Or any other place which you are in fact transporting it.The whole ‘train gang’ lifted up their shoes just to prove that they weren’t in fact taken over by the dog stink. Bit like the cheese stink, haha if you can comment the film where that is from. Then I promise I will follow you.Anyway before I had the chance to raise my shoe, my friend knelt down by my side. Then she blamed me, because apparently the smell was coming from my side. The dog poo was in fact on my shoe. The smell was being wafted around from my shoe. Everyone again laughed at me, making me die from embarrassment and blush Crimson. Yes even redder than I original was. Luckily enough though five minutes later we reached our home station. I literally grabbed my stuff and raced off the train; through the ticket barriers and jumped into my car, receiving very confused looks from my mum. I kept contained in the car and luckily managed to calm down, running away was just cowardly. I told myself that I needed to get a grip on the situation. I was going to still have to take the train tomorrow and for the majority of the days remaining in my school career. Everyone has had that moment in their lives when they get dog poo on their shoes and if you haven’t then you are either blessed or you have a guardian angel.
So as I said I go to an all girls school. Now I get to see and mix with boys on the train. Okay yeah I sound lame as. I take the train with a lot of people from my school and a lot of people from the boys school. We call ourselves the ‘train gang’ Original right.. There are around 15 members of the gang. For some reason someone had a weird idea for us to all sit in the aisle part just in front of the train doors, that people use to enter and exit the train through. Strange I know right. As there are a lot of us, we all have to cram into the tight space, sitting on God knows what. Don’t have such a dirty mind …😂 Confined spaces and being socially awkward funnily enough don’t really help the situation of me surviving the journey to and from school. Sometimes I try and avoid it at all costs. Making forced, awkward conversation isn’t really my thing.. Some of the guys on the train think that I’m frigid as. Sorry but I don’t know whether or not I should smile if I make eye contact with a boy… Like I don’t want them to get the wrong idea but then again I don’t want to come across as being mean, rude or hostile. Someone please tell me how I should react in that situation. So anyway the other day it was 35 degrees. Yes I’m not even kidding. In England, I repeat England it was 35 degrees. It was as though the whole country had turned into a massive sauna, ready to boil all of its inhabitants alive. I have weird imagination, don’t judge. At my school we have to wear blazers, because well private schools are posh.. Obviously wearing a blazer in that heat is possibly the worst thing ever. But I was also lucky enough to wearing tights to
Literally I’m not even kidding, sweat was rolling down my legs, okay enough with that. Social situations and an extremely hot climate just don’t work for me. When I boarded the train, with my extremely clever friend I was looking an absolute mess. Okay in general I am not much of a looker, I will tell you about that another time. But on that day in the sweltering heat, I looked my absolute worse. My hair was a wreck, I seriously needed to pluck my eyebrows and my face was red. The whole ‘train gang’ sat in our normal space, cramping together. The heat was unbelievable, everyone’s body heat just made it so much worse.But for some unknown reason and please tell me how girls manage to pull this off. The other female members of the ‘train gang’ were looking absolutely flawless. Not a hair was out of place, their faces were beautifully tanned and of course they managed to look good in their school uniform. Obviously the guys fawn over them. Just not me. Genetics were so not on my side.. I found myself standing to properly the nicest boy in the gang, so as the train moved i started attempting to have a conversation with him. To my creds, I actually didn’t act that awkward at all. He acted as if he didn’t notice how awful I looked, yeah the other guys gave me strange looks when I got onto the train. We were having such a good talk about day to day life when suddenly the train jolts. I’m not very good at keeping my balance on moving transport. Next thing I knew I was laying on the floor. Yes legitimately face down on the floor. Everyone in the ‘gang’ found this exceptionally funny. I thanked myself for wearing tights. Thank god the guys didn’t see where the sun don’t shine. I don’t think I would ever have been able to get over that..Brushing myself down I managed to get up, however looking down at my crumpled clothing I realised that I looked more dishevelled than ever. So I sat down in the corner, cramped myself in and pretended that I just didn’t exist. Didn’t really work though, because before I knew it one of the perfectly flawless girl was complaining about being able to smell dog poo. I hate the smell of dog poo and just dog poo in general to, so I guess I knew where she was coming from. Not going to lie it stank. Everyone was denying that they were in fact the one carrying and spreading the smell. It is pretty embarrassing if you are in fact the one with the faecus smothered over the bottom of your shoe. Or any other place which you are in fact transporting it.The whole ‘train gang’ lifted up their shoes just to prove that they weren’t in fact taken over by the dog stink. Bit like the cheese stink, haha if you can comment the film where that is from. Then I promise I will follow you.Anyway before I had the chance to raise my shoe, my friend knelt down by my side. Then she blamed me, because apparently the smell was coming from my side. The dog poo was in fact on my shoe. The smell was being wafted around from my shoe. Everyone again laughed at me, making me die from embarrassment and blush Crimson. Yes even redder than I original was. Luckily enough though five minutes later we reached our home station. I literally grabbed my stuff and raced off the train; through the ticket barriers and jumped into my car, receiving very confused looks from my mum. I kept contained in the car and luckily managed to calm down, running away was just cowardly. I told myself that I needed to get a grip on the situation. I was going to still have to take the train tomorrow and for the majority of the days remaining in my school career. Everyone has had that moment in their lives when they get dog poo on their shoes and if you haven’t then you are either blessed or you have a guardian angel.Another post from that cringeworthy, year 8 blog. Honestly, why did I write it? 😂
Hey I decided to start a blog😂 Pretty cool huh? Was told that I should start a blog online, seeing as that’s what most people are doing these days. I’m a boss ass b**ch blogger, jokes I have never written a blog post before, so be kind to me readers!. One thing you should know about me, I think I’m funny when I’m really not. I have nothing else to do with my life so I’m going to try this. I’m a bit of an outcast you see. Well more like a proper outcast.Quick note – I nearly chucked my ipad across my room whilst writing this. My ipad decided to die whilst I was halfway through. Like do you mind ipad? iPads aren’t even meant to die on 5% arghh, was so annoyed as I had to restart. But I’m passionate about blogging, so I will not fall down at any obstacles in my way. Why did I just say that?😂I have been quite socially awkward since a young age, I have tried to ignore it by being overly happy and positive. I may be fooling people but not myself. These are my tales about being a socially inept, private school girl. My guides and stories on how I survive life. My goal is to find people on here who can relate, getting to know people who have experienced my situations.Ever since I was born I haven’t fit in. I swear as soon as I was brought into the world my destiny was to have a challenging time belonging. I guess I was made to be different. In nursery when everyone was addicted to drawing and painting, I was the kid obsessed with playing in the sandpit and dressing in tiger costumes, all by myself. Once I insisted to go in the sandpit whilst wearing the costume.. didn’t go to well. I was the only child in the nursery who was quite happy doing my own thing, the only person who wanted to go to the toilet and do things by themselves. The children at my nursery were very adamant about going to the toilet in pairs.. Don’t ask why. But now being a teenager, it is seen as lame to hang out by yourself. It is like it’s expected to always have a group of people around you, always communicating and socialising. Legitimately hell.As I grew up my parents decided that sending me to a single sex school was the best option. The only way that I would be able to focus on my academics. Results to them are all that matters.. apparently getting good results is all you need in order to be succesful in life. Ha that’s not true, you need to have good social skills and learn how to communicate with both genders – getting quite technical there. Lol I’m so screwed. During junior school, I first started to make sense of the fact that I didn’t fit in. In nursery no one really gave a damn. It was very hard for me. I just didn’t understand why I wasn’t popular and why people didn’t just instantly ‘like’ me. In year 4 I was labelled the ‘weird’ girl. Like I’m sorry fellow year 4 students, but I’m trying here to belong. I discovered how weird my humour was, how I dressed differently and completed general day to day activities in the opposite way to the majority of people. Yeah I cared about people’s opinions back then. It made me really unhappy, I also had to cope with my parents divorce back then. I had no one to talk to, no one to express to how I was feeling.. But that helped me fling myself back. I recently realises that it was fine to be individual and now to be honest at the end of the day I really don’t care. But junior school was the start of my social awkwardness.I currently attend one of the top private girls schools in the country, not bragging or anything. Nah don’t worry I’m not like that. I lack many things, but at least I can say that I’m grounded. I have no idea how I managed to get into this selective school, must be my dashing good looks. Ha jokes, I’m a Ming ah. No clue how to spell that😂 Okay now you are probably thinking about that massive mansion that I’m currently lounging in, surrounded by acres of land: having a numerous number of swimming pools, tennis courts and stables. You couldn’t be more wrong. I in fact live in a small two bedroom rental house. But house size doesn’t matter. Every day at school I am surrounded by groups of girls who like to create drama, to keep them entertained. Seeing as they are bored out of their minds with their own lives. Girls schools are known for being ‘cliquey.’ Except my school is exceptionally ‘cliquey’ There is an unspoken rule that once a friendship group is formed, no other girl shall be able to join it. The group is fixed for the rest of secondary school education. The rest of the group glare if an outsider attempts to start up a conversation with a member.I joined my school late, so I had no chance in joining a group and ‘fitting in’ I was doomed from the start. But it makes me laugh how socially awkward I am. Joking about it makes it seem slightly better. Don’t get me wrong I do speak to girls at school, but during lunch and breaks I traipse round and round the school. Whenever I spot someone in my year, I give them a polite wave and smile. Actually to be honest my wave is more eccentric than most peoples. I generally get ignored the first time, so being the lovely, caring person I am’ I repeat myself beginning to wave more franticly, whilst my ‘hellos’ increase in pitch. The girls at the recieving end look at me as if I have some sort of issue. The look that says ‘what exactly are you?’ Well I know I have an issue so that’s not really news to me. They then sort of run away giggling and muttering under their breath. Thinking that somehow I won’t be able to hear them.. Like excuse me female dogs but I have ears you know. I completely lack the skills of knowing how to socially greet people without being laughed at… I’d rather make a fool of myself then be seen as rude by not bothering to acknowledge people at all!My parents say that I should embrace my ‘individualism’ but how can I do that, with literally no friends to support me. I’m not complaining or anything, but tackling my differences which I can’t really control is difficult I must admit. My characteristics are inscribed into my genes. So yeah I’ve accept that I cannot change.Thanks for reading, I hope you managed to make some sense out of my jumbled up words. Please come back and read the stuff that I have yet to post! Lol I have so many awkward stories to share with you guys. Love you xo❤️
Hey I decided to start a blog😂 Pretty cool huh? Was told that I should start a blog online, seeing as that’s what most people are doing these days. I’m a boss ass b**ch blogger, jokes I have never written a blog post before, so be kind to me readers!. One thing you should know about me, I think I’m funny when I’m really not. I have nothing else to do with my life so I’m going to try this. I’m a bit of an outcast you see. Well more like a proper outcast.Quick note – I nearly chucked my ipad across my room whilst writing this. My ipad decided to die whilst I was halfway through. Like do you mind ipad? iPads aren’t even meant to die on 5% arghh, was so annoyed as I had to restart. But I’m passionate about blogging, so I will not fall down at any obstacles in my way. Why did I just say that?😂I have been quite socially awkward since a young age, I have tried to ignore it by being overly happy and positive. I may be fooling people but not myself. These are my tales about being a socially inept, private school girl. My guides and stories on how I survive life. My goal is to find people on here who can relate, getting to know people who have experienced my situations.Ever since I was born I haven’t fit in. I swear as soon as I was brought into the world my destiny was to have a challenging time belonging. I guess I was made to be different. In nursery when everyone was addicted to drawing and painting, I was the kid obsessed with playing in the sandpit and dressing in tiger costumes, all by myself. Once I insisted to go in the sandpit whilst wearing the costume.. didn’t go to well. I was the only child in the nursery who was quite happy doing my own thing, the only person who wanted to go to the toilet and do things by themselves. The children at my nursery were very adamant about going to the toilet in pairs.. Don’t ask why. But now being a teenager, it is seen as lame to hang out by yourself. It is like it’s expected to always have a group of people around you, always communicating and socialising. Legitimately hell.As I grew up my parents decided that sending me to a single sex school was the best option. The only way that I would be able to focus on my academics. Results to them are all that matters.. apparently getting good results is all you need in order to be succesful in life. Ha that’s not true, you need to have good social skills and learn how to communicate with both genders – getting quite technical there. Lol I’m so screwed. During junior school, I first started to make sense of the fact that I didn’t fit in. In nursery no one really gave a damn. It was very hard for me. I just didn’t understand why I wasn’t popular and why people didn’t just instantly ‘like’ me. In year 4 I was labelled the ‘weird’ girl. Like I’m sorry fellow year 4 students, but I’m trying here to belong. I discovered how weird my humour was, how I dressed differently and completed general day to day activities in the opposite way to the majority of people. Yeah I cared about people’s opinions back then. It made me really unhappy, I also had to cope with my parents divorce back then. I had no one to talk to, no one to express to how I was feeling.. But that helped me fling myself back. I recently realises that it was fine to be individual and now to be honest at the end of the day I really don’t care. But junior school was the start of my social awkwardness.I currently attend one of the top private girls schools in the country, not bragging or anything. Nah don’t worry I’m not like that. I lack many things, but at least I can say that I’m grounded. I have no idea how I managed to get into this selective school, must be my dashing good looks. Ha jokes, I’m a Ming ah. No clue how to spell that😂 Okay now you are probably thinking about that massive mansion that I’m currently lounging in, surrounded by acres of land: having a numerous number of swimming pools, tennis courts and stables. You couldn’t be more wrong. I in fact live in a small two bedroom rental house. But house size doesn’t matter. Every day at school I am surrounded by groups of girls who like to create drama, to keep them entertained. Seeing as they are bored out of their minds with their own lives. Girls schools are known for being ‘cliquey.’ Except my school is exceptionally ‘cliquey’ There is an unspoken rule that once a friendship group is formed, no other girl shall be able to join it. The group is fixed for the rest of secondary school education. The rest of the group glare if an outsider attempts to start up a conversation with a member.I joined my school late, so I had no chance in joining a group and ‘fitting in’ I was doomed from the start. But it makes me laugh how socially awkward I am. Joking about it makes it seem slightly better. Don’t get me wrong I do speak to girls at school, but during lunch and breaks I traipse round and round the school. Whenever I spot someone in my year, I give them a polite wave and smile. Actually to be honest my wave is more eccentric than most peoples. I generally get ignored the first time, so being the lovely, caring person I am’ I repeat myself beginning to wave more franticly, whilst my ‘hellos’ increase in pitch. The girls at the recieving end look at me as if I have some sort of issue. The look that says ‘what exactly are you?’ Well I know I have an issue so that’s not really news to me. They then sort of run away giggling and muttering under their breath. Thinking that somehow I won’t be able to hear them.. Like excuse me female dogs but I have ears you know. I completely lack the skills of knowing how to socially greet people without being laughed at… I’d rather make a fool of myself then be seen as rude by not bothering to acknowledge people at all!My parents say that I should embrace my ‘individualism’ but how can I do that, with literally no friends to support me. I’m not complaining or anything, but tackling my differences which I can’t really control is difficult I must admit. My characteristics are inscribed into my genes. So yeah I’ve accept that I cannot change.Thanks for reading, I hope you managed to make some sense out of my jumbled up words. Please come back and read the stuff that I have yet to post! Lol I have so many awkward stories to share with you guys. Love you xo❤️
Original post by ?Hannah
No problem! That's really good, well done. I am in year ten, so haven't done any!
That's really good, well done. I am in year ten, so haven't done any! Ahh, well you seem like you're organised and have it all under control. I'd say good luck for next year but you won't need it
Original post by mypetpikachu
My actual name is 'insert my name here'...my exams have been going good...my plans for summer is prostitute in training (like I mentioned before)...I've got two papers left..and then free..free as an ogre...ogre in the sky...flying so high...I'm free...
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Lol ok so you don't want to tell me your name fair enough. At least PM me
I'm so curious 
Same here Really ? I've got one more left on the 27th - Stats.Original post by NiamhM1801
FACT ABOUT NIAMH: I'm left handed - woo
FACT ABOUT NIAMH: I've only been in relationships with 2 people, one in year 8 and one in year 10 - I don't like counting either of them as 'proper' relationships though
FACT ABOUT NIAMH: I've been lucky in the fact that I've found it easy to make friends - which surprises me as now I wouldn't really know how to go about making friends irl
FACT ABOUT NIAMH: I've only been in relationships with 2 people, one in year 8 and one in year 10 - I don't like counting either of them as 'proper' relationships though
FACT ABOUT NIAMH: I've been lucky in the fact that I've found it easy to make friends - which surprises me as now I wouldn't really know how to go about making friends irl
I'm left handed too WOOOO
Original post by NiamhM1801
Really? It's by far the superior hand
Yeppp !! Lol yep very rare
Original post by nisha.sri
Facts about me :
1. Left handed WHOOP - i'm so unique jk
2. I think this indian actress is beautiful when I mean beautiful she is BAE
3. I love doritos,pringles, and snickers ( i can eat them all day)
This was the actress i was talking about. She is perfect right, or is it just me?
1. Left handed WHOOP - i'm so unique jk
2. I think this indian actress is beautiful when I mean beautiful she is BAE
3. I love doritos,pringles, and snickers ( i can eat them all day)
Omg..deepika padukone...she is perfect...love her sooo much...just watched once of her movies recently...
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Woahhh...u guys post s lot when I'm not there...stop posting..I need to read through everything and put in my comments for everything I missed..haha...
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Omg..deepika padukone...she is perfect...love her sooo much...just watched once of her movies recently...
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IKR !! Same she is just perfecto
Original post by ?Hannah
Thank-you, haha tbh I think that I will be needing all the luck that I can get! 😂
You seem to have it all under control😂
Original post by ?Hannah
Why not cats and dogs?
Cuz they eat me...
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Hannah..ur blog is soo cute tho...seriously...you've literally put everything in it..😍😍
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Original post by NiamhM1801
18/06/2016 - Evening update
Well, this is awkward...
Today I have:
-nothing.
I FORGOT TO REVISE????????
What the hell. I've completely wasted the day and I only just realised 😂
Need to do a lot tomorrow then as I have two exams on Monday. I'm so annoyed at myself for forgetting haha, I could have eased the pressure of tomorrow if I had
Well, this is awkward...
Today I have:
-nothing.
I FORGOT TO REVISE????????
What the hell. I've completely wasted the day and I only just realised 😂
Need to do a lot tomorrow then as I have two exams on Monday. I'm so annoyed at myself for forgetting haha, I could have eased the pressure of tomorrow if I had
Oh no ! I'm sure you'll do very well even without much revision
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