A picture of something you hate
Getting up from bed in the morning for school!!
A song from your favourite band
Band? Paramore? I caught myself? Or Decode? Or The Only Exception? =D
Links to all the websites and online profiles you have.
All of the websites I am on are linked in the side of this blog anyway. Except my Facebook.
http://www.facebook.com/home.php#!/profile.php?id=1350761717
A picture of the person who has gotten you through the most.
Becca has been there for me a heck of a lot since we’ve been friends. Like, seriously, countless numbers of things. She’s the best. *Gets ready to deflate her head*
A song that has lyrics you’d consider getting tattooed.
“Believe in me”
I don’t dance, but I must admit, there are a lot of songs I can dance to. Anything with a decent beat, if I’m honest. :P
A picture that makes you laugh
A photo of someone you fancy at the moment.
I don’t fancy anyone right now, other than the celebrity crush style fancy. Which would be Jackson Rathbone. *Drools*
A song that you know all the words to.
A picture of your most treasured item
My laptop!! This is the actual laptop I have. A Fujitsu siemens esprimo mobile V5535. I have no clue what I would do without this laptop.
Quote one of the nicest messages you have ever recieved on ask/formspring.
Hahahaha. Don’t even joke. I get constant abuse on my formspring. I think the nicest thing Ive had lately is “Do you still trim your facial hair?” in which I replied “Daily ;)” LOL
Lily Allen’s “Fuck you” reminds me of Radio One’s big weekend May 2009. (I think it was May 2009)
A picture of a person you'd love to trade places with for a day
Ashley Greene. I’d love to try acting for just a day, to see what it’s like. Plus, I’d love to live in a sunny state of America, with a little doggy, and awesome friends.
A band/artist not many people know of, but you think should.
David Hodges. I like this song so much.
A song that reminds of you of somewhere.
I don’t knooooowwww. >-< I want to say that Hot N cold reminds me of sitting in the Art department at school… That’ll do. Haha.
A picture of your favourite memory
I don't have a favourite memory. That not fair!
A photo of yourself, not taken by you.
A song that reminds you of someone
Hot N cold – Katy Perry. The first song of her’s I ever listened to, and it reminds me of Becca. :P
A picture of your favourite night
We had the best food that night. It was so fun. Cruise ship with the best friend. Favourite night.
The best concert/gig you have been to.
I’ve only ever been to one concert, really. It was Radio One’s Big Weekend when it was in Swindon. It was pretty epic, in all honesty.
A song that makes you sad
Well… It’s actually a Miley Cyrus song. I miss you – Miley Cyrus. Its been the most sad song since I was at least twelve, thirteen maybe.
A picture of the cast from your favourite show
Nurse Jackie
For the actual win. I love this show so much. Its so funny. And I do admit I only started watching because it was on BBC2 and Peter Fachinelli (AKA Carlisle Cullen from The Twilight Saga) was in it. But its good, and I think I have to admit, Coop (Fachinelli) is my favourite Male character because of his hilarious vanity, lesbian parents and nervous boob touching. Zoey is just epic, and is my favourite female character, although Dr O’hara is pretty hilarious too.
A photo of you in a drunken state.
I don't actually have any photo’s off this, because the only time I've been drunk, I don't think any photo’s were taken. But, maybe next time. Haha.
A song that makes you happy
Peacock – Katy Perry. Just ‘cos of it’s lyrics not-so-subtle hidden meaning.
A picture of you and the person you have been closest with the longest.
Charlotte Benhalilou.
Charr Larr is three years older than me, and she’s a family friend. She lives across the road from me. I remember when I was eight or nine, she used to persuade me to run back to my house to get her food all the time. Haha. We usually sit on the doorstep every now and then (Something which we haven't don't in “donkey’s years” as she says) and have nice catch up chats. Last year she turned twenty, and as I’m writing this, I’ve just come to realise she’ll be twenty-one this year. Oh my days! Scary.com. (She used to say “Confused.com” and then it went on to “-Insert-any-word-here-.com”) She’s pretty, hilarious, has the best stories about everything from being drunk to the local news on stabbings. LOL. I do love Charlotte, and I do miss her. She finished her beauty therapy course at college a few years ago, and now has a Job who knows where doing charity-raising events for a park somewhere… I think. I actually have no idea, I only think this because she said she had to cycle for the whole day ages ago for charity. And I think she mentioned Coate Water or something. I either am oh so observant of what she says, Or I just completely forgetful. We’ve gone on a two week holiday together (Well, with my parents too, but… yeah) which was awesome. Until she almost died. No joke. She had this bad tooth ache, which was actually an.. abscess thing that could've burst and gone down her throat or whatever and killed her. We actually took her home (A two hour drive there and back) the day before we officially left and saved her life, essentially. On that holiday, when she wasn't busy almost dying, we had a lot of energy-drink filled fun. The first day we were there, a group of boys asked for her number; Which is kind of the norm when you hang around with Charlotte. We played pool on the second floor of the Stardust arcade and played N-dubz “Number one” while we play one of our one hour games, because we suck at potting the balls. We were perved on, and I bent over deliberately, causing us both to go into a laughing fit. I’m laughing as I write this. Good times! Charlotte when on one of those electric shock games. About five times. On easy, medium and hard. And the dance mat! With out awesome scores on “Sway with me” or whatever song it was. And that car game where the car you sit in goes all over the place. And the foam ball gun cage! Laser tag! Good actual times! God, we have to do that again, I miss it. That's where we got the nicknames Bodger and Badger. My dad was making rustling sounds on the wall to try and freak Char and me out, and we were looking out the window like “What the heck –is- that!?” and (I think) Charlotte screams, seeing a Badger. Something like that, anyway. She is generally one of the nicest, most kind-hearted people you will ever wish to meet, and I’m glad I know her, and have been so close to her for so long.
*Cheesy grin*
List 5 of your favourite websites, and why they’re your favourite.
Twitter, because I've met some brilliant, funny, awesome, kind people on there, and I can also stalk the famous-kind and see where they are and what they-re doing in a legal way!
Facebook, because I can see what people I know are doing, and, also, stalk in a legal way.
Youtube, because thats where I get all my awesome music from, and I enjoy some of the hilarious Viral videos on there.
Hotmail, to check my emails, DUH!
Blogger.com, because without this website, I wouldn't have a blog to put my memories and such in!
Your least favourite song.
My least favourite song, I don't want it on my blog. Its anything by Jedward, because they are soooo annoying. Hahaha.
I've been seeing these “30 day” challenges over a lot of different social networking sites lately. You can do picture ones, song ones and, if you Google it there are countless different versions. I have chosen three that I will do (Or try to) over the next 30 days. One is a picture one, another a song one, and the third is just a list of random questions on your personality and stuff. So, here’s day one. Enjoy!
Day 1- A picture of you and fifteen random facts.
- The necklace in this picture was bought for me by my Granddad.
- The bag I am wearing in this picture is one of my favourites, but it ripped.
- This picture is actually pretty old. About a year, at least.
- I am playing on Pokémon Ruby for GBA. ;)
- I once stole out of date bread from the back of a Tesco’s shop.
- I pushed a girl in the road once.
- She pushed me first.
- My Mum saw from the window.
- I watch the Disney Channel most of the time.
- My favourite Disney Show would have to be That’s So Raven.
- My favourite smiley online is O.o
- I’m not so good with riddles.
- I think I have to wear that shirt, up there in my picture, more often.
- I got a new TV set box yesterday, and I miss the old one.
- According to my New Moon calendar, its still December.
Day 01 – Your favourite song
Day 01 - The celebrity you’d do unthinkable, illegal things to.
Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahhahaha
I think we all know this one. Monroe Jackson Rathbone V.
“What do you two want to eat tonight?" Jackson said, plopping down next to me on the sofa.
"Pizza?" Ben J said.
"Nah, We've had Pizza twice already this week."
"Chinese?"
"You know I don't like Chinese, Dude."
"You live on takeaway food, don't you?" I asked. Both Ben and Jackson looked at me and nodded. I shook my head. "Guys."
"Jackson's done an advert where he irons toast. He can't cook much better than that" Ben laughed. Jackson nudged him, chuckling.
"I am so cooking weekends, Boys. You just can't live on takeaways. It's almost as bad as smoking."
"I think my mom moved in, Jay." Ben said, still laughing lightly.
"Vick's just looking out for us. Ain't ya?" Jay smiled at me. I nodded, giggling a little.
I woke up on the Saturday at ten. Jackson and Ben were both still asleep. I got up and, after getting changed into jeans and a top Ben had bought me, I looked in the fridge. They had gone shopping yesterday evening, a list from me in hand, so the fridge was full of useful stuff I could use, opposed to the butter and mouldy cheese left in there when I last checked. I pulled out three eggs, bacon, three medium mushrooms, two tomatoes, a packet of six sausages and the new tub of butter, putting them on the kitchen counter. I also got two tins of baked beans out and put them in a saucepan. Halfway through cooking the last egg, the smell had, most likely, drifted into the boy's bedrooms. Ben was the closest, and was the first one to come out in just his boxers, running his hand through his hair. He came over to one of the plates and went to grab a sausage, but I smacked his hand away.
"Go get dressed first, Ben." I couldn't help but smile. "And tell Jay to do the same."
By the time they both came out, it was half past ten. I had put their plates on the usually unused dining table, with glasses, knives and forks. There was a bottle of orange juice and a jug of iced water in-between the glasses, too. I was sat down, my legs crossed on the seat, sipping at my water.
"See, I told you my Mom moved in." Ben chuckled, fork in hand, stabbing at his food. I giggled, almost spitting the water I was sipping everywhere.
"Your Mom aint this good at cooking, Ben." Jackson said, chuckling and pouring some orange juice into his glass. "Thanks Vicky. This is really sweet of you."
"You guys paid for it, I just cooked it." I grinned, picking up my fork and starting with my mushrooms.
After breakfast, I sent them over to watch television. I usually wouldn't touch washing up, but I had to take the responsibility because, well, do you really think Jackson Rathbone at seventeen would wash his dishes? No, Didn't think so either. He's like other teenage boys my age. Which is kinda strange, seeing that he should be twenty six and famous. I almost forgot about that. I guess I've just been getting to know him, and I've forgotten who he actually is. I washed all the dishes and went over to join Ben and Jay on the sofa.
"Cartoons? Seriously?" I giggled.
"Nothin's wrong with a little cartoons on a Saturday mornin', Vick" Jackson chuckles, chucking a cushion at me.
Around 2 in the afternoon, I decided that it was too nice of a day to let Ben and Jackson sit around in the dark watching TV. I stood up and, with my hands on my hips for effect, I looked at them.
“We should go out. Its sunny outside, and in all honesty, at our age we shouldn’t be stuck inside this stuffy ole place.”
“Yeah, yeah, after this” Ben said, waving his hand in dismissal at me. Jackson nudged him without looking away from the television.
“Fine, I’ll go find something to do without you both. You can have square eyes if you want, not my problem.” I shrugged, pulling on my woolly boot-y things. Heading for the door, Jackson got up and grabbed my arm gently.
”Wait for us, we’re not lettin’ you go on your own,” He smiled at me before looking over at Ben “Are we, Ben?” He must have glared because Ben nodded and grabbed the television remote, reluctantly turning it off and getting up to go. I grinned at them both and fist pumped.
”To the park… if you have one around here anywhere” I laughed. Ben chuckled lightly and Jackson just grinned, nodding.
Becca looked at me, raising her eyebrow.
”Are you okay?” She asked, watching me as I rubbed my forehead.
”Urr… I didn't schedule this visit, actually.” I laughed.
“Did somebody spike your drink, and then you passed out?” Becca said, trying not to laugh.
”Its three in the afternoon, we aren’t drinking alcohol. We’re playing football in the park. Well, we were” Becca burst out laughing.
“You got knocked out?”
”Well! I was trying to catch the ball when Ben kicked it in the air, and… yeah.” I laughed, shaking my head. “Officially the first time I've been knocked out”
”Well, good luck with that. See you when you sleep” She said, as I closed my eyes and then reopened them slowly, the sun being blocked from my eyes by three figures.
“I think she’s okay, she’s waking up. Dude, you’re an idiot”
Sat up now, Jackson sat next to me to make sure I was okay, Ben G kept giving me apologetic smiles while him and Ben J was kicking the “Soccer” ball back and forth.
“I really am fine, Jackson, you can go play if you want to.” I smiled back at Ben G yet again.
”It’s okay, Vick. I’m not letting you sit on your own, anyways.”
About three minutes later, I turned to face him and giggled.
”Hola, Jackson. Como estas?” Jay looked at me with a puzzled look, chuckling.
”Soy bueno. Como estas?”
“…Soy bueno” I nodded, laughing because I had already used my little knowledge of spanish up asking him how he was and saying hello.
“Well, that was random” He chuckled again, looking at me. We both turned to see Ben G and Ben J walking up to us, throwing the ball at Jackson’s head. Not able to catch it in time, it hit his head and bounce off in the opposite direction. He rubbed his forehead, much like I was doing about ten or twenty minutes ago.
“See, they’re perfect for each other” Ben J told Ben G. I could feel my face go hot and giggled, putting my hood up on my hoodie to hide my face.
Jackson chuckled, patting my back.
“Ignore them, Vick.”
”Trying” I laughed, still hiding my face. “Gawd, Johnson, Why’d you have to be so awkward!” I said, peeking up at him.
“Johnson?” He laughed as he plopped down."
”Well, You're Johnson and he’s Graupner. Because I can’t keep referring to you as Ben G and Ben J.” I nodded. They shrugged, saying “Fair enough” in unison.
“Right, now what?” Graupner said, pulling my hood down and chuckling. I gave him a little glare, but left the hood as it was.
“Guess the song?” Johnson suggested. OhGawd. I don't know the years of songs. Please say no, Please say no. I cringed internally when the others agreed to it, as it would “Pass some time” Dammity damn. Its okay, as long as I can just think carefully. Just do Spice girl songs or something.
“Vicky first. I wanna see if she can sing” Graupner grinned evilly at me. OhGawd. I wasn't ready.
”You wont get me singing. Ever. I don't even know what songs are around at the moment.” I admitted.
I ended up skipping my turn about six times. That was until they all jumped on me and forced me.
“I don't want to” I half laughed, half squeaked as Jay, Graupner and Johnson bundled me. “God this hurts. Please get off-a me!”
They all rolled off, laughing their pretty little heads off as I sat up, clutching my squished stomach and groaning.
“Not nice to play ruff, Boys” I said, wagging my finger at them all jokingly and laughing.
“Jay can kiss it better” Johnson teased, winking at me. I bet you he knew I’d go red! Jackson just chuckled. I pointed to my cheek.
”I’m pretty sure somebody smacked me ‘round the face at the start of your most random bundle” … What was I doing!?
“Sorry, I think that might’ve been me anyway” Jay said as he leant in to kiss my cheek softly. Butterflies exploded in my stomach, and I was pretty surprised I didn't squeal!
”I think she’s happy you did that, dude.” I heard one of the Ben’s say. Apparently I actually did squeal. Kill. Me. Now.
My best friend burps in old peoples faces. No actual word of a lie. First it was Mr Sims in CoPE (The same teacher who told me to “Be quiet or choke on your balloon and die”) and then today, she scared some poor lady in the street in town. Poor woman almost fell backwards in shock!
Anyway, Other news! I miss my mummy. Yes, I know if you've read this blog from the beginning, you’ll be thinking “But you always rant about her!?” … Don’t mean I don’t love her still. Its been what, a week? I’m seventeen! In the next five years, I will have to be thinking about permanently moving out and into my own place, or something, and I can barely cope for a week.
Rebecca and I have just had a nice hours chat, sat in the corner, where it smells like “Corner” apparently, and cat pee. Charming. We have a lovely talk about how Becca sets everything on fire, and about general topics like University and current relationships with our year at school. Then she went crazy and started singing “Wicked” songs, and now she’s downstairs making popcorn, whilst I sit in my bed, in my bedroom, with a nine year old cat sat wheezing next to me.
And now, after a nice chat about boobs, Rebecca has gone upstairs, ready to sleep. And I am pretty much on the same page. Except, I don't have to move, because I'm nice and comfy, and just kicked the cat out. Well, Goodnight, readers, I hope you have a nice day or night, where ever you may be, and I hope your foot is better soon (If you've done something to it) Love and kisses, Vicky. oxoxoxo
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