Hey,
I haven't written in my blog for the last week and a bit cause i've been pretty busy, last friday night i had a sleepover, i was busy at the weekend, after school i've been studying and sometimes i just couldn't be bothered to write because too many things had happened and i just couldn't get my head around everything enough to be able to put it into words.
I swear if that msn conversation i'm having with sam kershaw doesn't stop flashing and beeping i'm going to rip that boy's nipples off and make him eat them.
At the minute i'm really busy, i'm trying to create my own website with my videos on and a link to this blog, my facebook profile, etc.
I'm going to finish my website and then do another blog in a bit,
love, max
xx
Friday, 14 May 2010
Thursday, 6 May 2010
Mocca Coffee, Tears And Tough Decisions.
Today has been a tough one.
This week has been a hard one.
The same can be said about my life.
Can i be bothered to explain?
No.
Definatly not.
But i'm going to anyway.
Not about the life thing.
No way.
But the week thing?
Still No. You should have read all my blogds by now.
And the day thing?
Yes.
Just like i do everyday.
I will tell you exactly what happened in my life on the 6 of may, 2010.
I will start at 6am. I woke up because i couldn't breathe. That was..petrifying. Do you know what it's like waking up from sleep realising you can't breathe and you need to, NOW? Well i doubt you do. Unless you have asthma. Like me. I didn't shout out, like you probably would. Because i couldn't. I wouldn't. Because shouting or making any noise would take up what breath i had left. And that little amount of breath was all i had to hold on to consienceness. Maybe even life, if i didn't start my breathing up again quickly. But as usual, nothing dramatic happened, and i somehow managed to reopen my airways with a blue peice of plastic with that amazing, life saving medicine inside.
I then heard my alarm going off. What timing, right? I had forgotten that my sister had a school trip and had to be in morpeth at 7, and it's a half hour drive. So, i got dressed, made up etc and left the house.
We got to morpeth at 7 on the dot, my sister walked to school and me and my father went into Costa Coffee to wait for things. Me, for someone to talk to about things that had been happening. My dad, for work to start. Sophia, my friend and classmate then walked in, and i remembered that i had arranged to meet her here at around half 7. We drank some coffee, Mocca to be precise and then got another each to take out so we could walk and talk. I explained a bit about what had recently been happening with my mother, which i will not post on here. It's not good for me to let people i know in on my home life. It's hard to even write this, seeing as i have Sam following me. I see him everyday and i love him:)
Anyway, back to my day methinks?
So sophia and i walked upto school and went to registaration. That's when things started to go really bad. I was thinking about how i always screw things up, wherever i go and whatever i do. Then i started thinging about my mother and things, and i panicked. My breathing started racing and my heart was pounding against my ribcage. My hands went sweaty, and i was shaking. I ran out of registration and sat outside on the wet paving stones. I tried to calm myself down, stop the tears and slow my heartbeat. After about 5 minutes i managed to do so pretty well and i turned around to see Michael Moult watching me. I sat next to mickey in reg, and euan hated him because he was jealous. Me and euan still weren't talking, and i was upset when i ran out and euan didn't even look at me.
I talked to michael for a while and then sorted myself out. I collected my bags and went to first lesson. It was english and we were doing shakespere again. It was an easy lesson because we were watching a movie of one of his plays, Richard III.
Second lesson was ITP, ITPlus. It was fun, i sit next to one of my best friends Abbi, and we talked for the whole lesson.
Third was pe, and we were doing high jump, which i LOVE! I beat my record at it, which was 1.10 and now is 1.15.
Fourth i had drama and wasn't really in the mood for it, so i was very bored for most of it, and i couldn't get into my roles. I was told that normally i'm much better and was asked what was wrong, but i kept quiet and just said i was tired, which was true, after my 6am start.
Fifth lesson, i had French, and we were watching some dumb film that i couldn't understand. So i sat next to Abbi again, and we talked through most of it.
Then, i went to athletics after school. it was fun, but i hurt my back from landing on a metal bar 3 times on high jump, i also now have a limp, as i tripped over a hurdle and scuffed my knee.
Then i walked home with my friend Rachel, and we talked about the problem with me and euan. So many peple had came over to me today asking me why i hadn't finished with him and that i should, beecause i could do so much better. I don't believe that, but i talked to rachel about it, and she helped my come to a tough decision on what to do. I'm not finishing euan. I love him. But i'm going to talk to him and tell him that i think he's over-reacting and that i'm sorry.
I came home and fell into the computer chair. My bud SAM KERSHAW wasn't online, so i was bummed out even more:)
My sister wants to be on the computer, so i'll log off the computer, and read it again via my mobile, and if i've missed anything important, i shall make a new post informing you of it:)
Love,
Max:)
xxx
This week has been a hard one.
The same can be said about my life.
Can i be bothered to explain?
No.
Definatly not.
But i'm going to anyway.
Not about the life thing.
No way.
But the week thing?
Still No. You should have read all my blogds by now.
And the day thing?
Yes.
Just like i do everyday.
I will tell you exactly what happened in my life on the 6 of may, 2010.
I will start at 6am. I woke up because i couldn't breathe. That was..petrifying. Do you know what it's like waking up from sleep realising you can't breathe and you need to, NOW? Well i doubt you do. Unless you have asthma. Like me. I didn't shout out, like you probably would. Because i couldn't. I wouldn't. Because shouting or making any noise would take up what breath i had left. And that little amount of breath was all i had to hold on to consienceness. Maybe even life, if i didn't start my breathing up again quickly. But as usual, nothing dramatic happened, and i somehow managed to reopen my airways with a blue peice of plastic with that amazing, life saving medicine inside.
I then heard my alarm going off. What timing, right? I had forgotten that my sister had a school trip and had to be in morpeth at 7, and it's a half hour drive. So, i got dressed, made up etc and left the house.
We got to morpeth at 7 on the dot, my sister walked to school and me and my father went into Costa Coffee to wait for things. Me, for someone to talk to about things that had been happening. My dad, for work to start. Sophia, my friend and classmate then walked in, and i remembered that i had arranged to meet her here at around half 7. We drank some coffee, Mocca to be precise and then got another each to take out so we could walk and talk. I explained a bit about what had recently been happening with my mother, which i will not post on here. It's not good for me to let people i know in on my home life. It's hard to even write this, seeing as i have Sam following me. I see him everyday and i love him:)
Anyway, back to my day methinks?
So sophia and i walked upto school and went to registaration. That's when things started to go really bad. I was thinking about how i always screw things up, wherever i go and whatever i do. Then i started thinging about my mother and things, and i panicked. My breathing started racing and my heart was pounding against my ribcage. My hands went sweaty, and i was shaking. I ran out of registration and sat outside on the wet paving stones. I tried to calm myself down, stop the tears and slow my heartbeat. After about 5 minutes i managed to do so pretty well and i turned around to see Michael Moult watching me. I sat next to mickey in reg, and euan hated him because he was jealous. Me and euan still weren't talking, and i was upset when i ran out and euan didn't even look at me.
I talked to michael for a while and then sorted myself out. I collected my bags and went to first lesson. It was english and we were doing shakespere again. It was an easy lesson because we were watching a movie of one of his plays, Richard III.
Second lesson was ITP, ITPlus. It was fun, i sit next to one of my best friends Abbi, and we talked for the whole lesson.
Third was pe, and we were doing high jump, which i LOVE! I beat my record at it, which was 1.10 and now is 1.15.
Fourth i had drama and wasn't really in the mood for it, so i was very bored for most of it, and i couldn't get into my roles. I was told that normally i'm much better and was asked what was wrong, but i kept quiet and just said i was tired, which was true, after my 6am start.
Fifth lesson, i had French, and we were watching some dumb film that i couldn't understand. So i sat next to Abbi again, and we talked through most of it.
Then, i went to athletics after school. it was fun, but i hurt my back from landing on a metal bar 3 times on high jump, i also now have a limp, as i tripped over a hurdle and scuffed my knee.
Then i walked home with my friend Rachel, and we talked about the problem with me and euan. So many peple had came over to me today asking me why i hadn't finished with him and that i should, beecause i could do so much better. I don't believe that, but i talked to rachel about it, and she helped my come to a tough decision on what to do. I'm not finishing euan. I love him. But i'm going to talk to him and tell him that i think he's over-reacting and that i'm sorry.
I came home and fell into the computer chair. My bud SAM KERSHAW wasn't online, so i was bummed out even more:)
My sister wants to be on the computer, so i'll log off the computer, and read it again via my mobile, and if i've missed anything important, i shall make a new post informing you of it:)
Love,
Max:)
xxx
Wednesday, 5 May 2010
And i've done it again!...
Well. As you can see in the title of this post. i have done it again. Yipee. me and Euan aren't speaking again! I'll tell you what happened, but we're getting ahead of ourselves. Lets start at the very beginning?
Okay. T'was the 5th of may, and little laura maxwell walked to school..actually i got a lift most of the way seeing as i live about a 3 hours walk away from morpeth? Yeah so anyway, i was walking to school and fell over. Twice. Flat on my face. Yay. Then, i wanted to ross the road, so i pressed the traffic light button..or so i thought. So i waited for about 3 minutes, watching the cars go by, whistling a little tune to myself. That's a lie. I can't whistle. I turned and looked to check that the traffic light was working, and realised the W A I T sign wasn't lit up. So i pressed it again. Wow. i must have looked weird? Then, i got to the bus station where i wait everymorning for 20 mins for my friend Rachel. (I may refer to her as raxy, as i call her that alot) I look around andf the place is virtually deserted, apart from 3 emos, 2 chavs, one decent looking young boy and an old drooling man walking along the path. The man enters the bus station and i start listening to my music. All of a sudden, i feel something on my hair. The drooling old man was stroking it. So i turned around again, and leaned forward so he couldn't touch my hair, pretending to look for my phone.
What a start to a day, right?
Anyway. I get to school with my mates, and first lesson is PE. Now, normally i'm not allowed to do pe unless i have my inhalr, because we normally do some running. So today, i turn up with my brand new inhaler, and i say to my teacher, 'LOOK! i have my inhaler!' And Miss Galley looks at my, with pity in her eyes and says, 'Laura..We're doing shotput today..Sorry'. I went to so much trouble to get that inhaler. My god.
Then, 2nd and 3rd lesson were both english (double, paha.) and we were doing shakespere. Richard III to be precise. That was okay,ish.
Then it was lunch. Normal things happened..
Then i had maths.. boring, boring..
Then i had art. which was good. I got sent out once, told off twice, and had an argument with my boyfriend. WHAT. A. LESSON.
Basically, euan had been in a car crash not long ago, and could have lost his life. So we were talking and i suddenly went 'Oh! I was in a car crash last night. It was awesome!'
I'm just that type of person that doesn't think about what they are saying. He didn't speak to me for the rest of the lesson, but i think he's pissed. Dayumm.
Got to go, taking the dog for a walk.
Max <3
Okay. T'was the 5th of may, and little laura maxwell walked to school..actually i got a lift most of the way seeing as i live about a 3 hours walk away from morpeth? Yeah so anyway, i was walking to school and fell over. Twice. Flat on my face. Yay. Then, i wanted to ross the road, so i pressed the traffic light button..or so i thought. So i waited for about 3 minutes, watching the cars go by, whistling a little tune to myself. That's a lie. I can't whistle. I turned and looked to check that the traffic light was working, and realised the W A I T sign wasn't lit up. So i pressed it again. Wow. i must have looked weird? Then, i got to the bus station where i wait everymorning for 20 mins for my friend Rachel. (I may refer to her as raxy, as i call her that alot) I look around andf the place is virtually deserted, apart from 3 emos, 2 chavs, one decent looking young boy and an old drooling man walking along the path. The man enters the bus station and i start listening to my music. All of a sudden, i feel something on my hair. The drooling old man was stroking it. So i turned around again, and leaned forward so he couldn't touch my hair, pretending to look for my phone.
What a start to a day, right?
Anyway. I get to school with my mates, and first lesson is PE. Now, normally i'm not allowed to do pe unless i have my inhalr, because we normally do some running. So today, i turn up with my brand new inhaler, and i say to my teacher, 'LOOK! i have my inhaler!' And Miss Galley looks at my, with pity in her eyes and says, 'Laura..We're doing shotput today..Sorry'. I went to so much trouble to get that inhaler. My god.
Then, 2nd and 3rd lesson were both english (double, paha.) and we were doing shakespere. Richard III to be precise. That was okay,ish.
Then it was lunch. Normal things happened..
Then i had maths.. boring, boring..
Then i had art. which was good. I got sent out once, told off twice, and had an argument with my boyfriend. WHAT. A. LESSON.
Basically, euan had been in a car crash not long ago, and could have lost his life. So we were talking and i suddenly went 'Oh! I was in a car crash last night. It was awesome!'
I'm just that type of person that doesn't think about what they are saying. He didn't speak to me for the rest of the lesson, but i think he's pissed. Dayumm.
Got to go, taking the dog for a walk.
Max <3
Tuesday, 4 May 2010
Haaay,
So today was good. I had a science GCSE, which was kinda hard, but i had revised a bit, so it was okay.
The rest of the day was great. Spent most of it with the boyfriend (;D) and the best friends. After school i went to the park like usual and hung out with my buddies;)
What i did next..best not. It's a family thing again. In my first post i said i wasn't going to explain and i stsand by that.
So now am still kinda upset and rather angry. Oh well.
Max.
ps, ^ i prefer 'max' to 'laura'.
;)
So today was good. I had a science GCSE, which was kinda hard, but i had revised a bit, so it was okay.
The rest of the day was great. Spent most of it with the boyfriend (;D) and the best friends. After school i went to the park like usual and hung out with my buddies;)
What i did next..best not. It's a family thing again. In my first post i said i wasn't going to explain and i stsand by that.
So now am still kinda upset and rather angry. Oh well.
Max.
ps, ^ i prefer 'max' to 'laura'.
;)
Monday, 3 May 2010
The Field Of Many Shits.
Haaay,
Looks like I have a follower..sam kershaw.(Just wait. Your name'll pop up soon again;D)
I figured, I'm going to treat this like a sort of diary, so I'll tell you what I did today.
Well, it was the same as most mornings, I woke up early, around 8ish, although for some reason I woke up at 6am this morning too? Why can't I do that on a school day.. Gaad. So anyway, I woke up around 8 and went upstairs to log on to facebook, msn, etc. I got on and saw that my bud Sam Kershaw was online (remember him?) And also my boyfriend, euan. Me and euan had had some sort of argument the previous day or so, so we weren't really speaking, so I talked to Sam for a while instead. Then, suddenly, completely out of the blue, euan said hello to me, which was weird because normally I have to say hi first, even if we're on speaking terms? So I said hey back, and all of a sudden we are having a completely normal conversation, as though we hadn't fallen out in the first place! I will never understand boys' minds.
My dad called me down for breakfast, and I had a toasted bagel:) I laaav bagel. Then I was sent upstairs, and got dressed in my most casual clothes, tied my hair up in the most boring way, and left the house without makeup. On the way I grabbed my phone, and my ipod, which was lucky, because where we were going was a mystery to me, and a long drive away. Turns out we were headed to corbridge, which is a tiny village near hexam. It could have only been about half the size of morpeth, it was literally only a few streets and then fields and roads around it. We parked up in a car park just outside of corbridge, on the other side of the river that this place was sat next to. It turns out, we weren't going to walk around the village like I thought we were. In actual fact, we were going to walk through the fields surrounding it! And so there began our treck through poo-filled fields. Cow poo, goat poo, rabbit poo. You name it, it was there I swear. So we walked for about an hour, than figured out that we were going in a huge curcle. That suited me just fine, because it meant we were heading back to the car, (as you can probably tell, I don't like excersise.) but my freakishly weird family decided they wanted to turn back, even though it'd take longer to get back if we turned around now. I managed to persuade them to go on with the circle, as by the looks of it, we were about 15 mins away from the car and village we'd walked away from about an hour and a half ago. We kept dragging our heels on though, and eventually we were back to where we started. We sat down on the riverbank and drank some tea my dad had stashed in his backpack, and some scones and brownies, too. We sat for about 20 minutes, just sitting and talking, laughing about things that had happened recently at school or work that we'd been too busy to tell each other any other time. It was nice, to just sit and just let the words spill out of your mouth, knowing that whatever came out would be safe with whoever heard them. We decided to go into corbridge village after we had drained our tea and swalloed our last piece of fruit scone which had been freshly made the night before by my stepmum. The little town was cute, with lots of people who seemed really friendly. We came across a little fund-raiser thing, for mcmillan cancer support. They had organised a fancy dress wheelbarrow race with a twist. Basically you were in a pair, and one person sat in the wheelbarrow, and the other one pushed you, and they'd stop at a pub, and have to down a pint of beer for a token. They needed then to runa around the village, each time, stopping again for another pint of beer. They needed 12 tokens to win, and it was a race. There were 13 pairs, and all of the costumes werw brilliant! There were ghostbusters, men in drag, 70's people, cuella de vills, britney spears' and so many more! It was one of the funniest things I'd ever seen, and I videoed a lot of it on my phone.
One we had finished laughing and chatting, we walked back to the car, and drove home. It had been a great day, but we all had things to get on with, exams to revise for. That was when I decided I was going to go for making a blog. This blog. I also got formspring, which is basically a site where someone asks you questions and you answer them. It sounds crap, but it's really funny!
That's it for tonight, I'm pretty tired
Max<3
Looks like I have a follower..sam kershaw.(Just wait. Your name'll pop up soon again;D)
I figured, I'm going to treat this like a sort of diary, so I'll tell you what I did today.
Well, it was the same as most mornings, I woke up early, around 8ish, although for some reason I woke up at 6am this morning too? Why can't I do that on a school day.. Gaad. So anyway, I woke up around 8 and went upstairs to log on to facebook, msn, etc. I got on and saw that my bud Sam Kershaw was online (remember him?) And also my boyfriend, euan. Me and euan had had some sort of argument the previous day or so, so we weren't really speaking, so I talked to Sam for a while instead. Then, suddenly, completely out of the blue, euan said hello to me, which was weird because normally I have to say hi first, even if we're on speaking terms? So I said hey back, and all of a sudden we are having a completely normal conversation, as though we hadn't fallen out in the first place! I will never understand boys' minds.
My dad called me down for breakfast, and I had a toasted bagel:) I laaav bagel. Then I was sent upstairs, and got dressed in my most casual clothes, tied my hair up in the most boring way, and left the house without makeup. On the way I grabbed my phone, and my ipod, which was lucky, because where we were going was a mystery to me, and a long drive away. Turns out we were headed to corbridge, which is a tiny village near hexam. It could have only been about half the size of morpeth, it was literally only a few streets and then fields and roads around it. We parked up in a car park just outside of corbridge, on the other side of the river that this place was sat next to. It turns out, we weren't going to walk around the village like I thought we were. In actual fact, we were going to walk through the fields surrounding it! And so there began our treck through poo-filled fields. Cow poo, goat poo, rabbit poo. You name it, it was there I swear. So we walked for about an hour, than figured out that we were going in a huge curcle. That suited me just fine, because it meant we were heading back to the car, (as you can probably tell, I don't like excersise.) but my freakishly weird family decided they wanted to turn back, even though it'd take longer to get back if we turned around now. I managed to persuade them to go on with the circle, as by the looks of it, we were about 15 mins away from the car and village we'd walked away from about an hour and a half ago. We kept dragging our heels on though, and eventually we were back to where we started. We sat down on the riverbank and drank some tea my dad had stashed in his backpack, and some scones and brownies, too. We sat for about 20 minutes, just sitting and talking, laughing about things that had happened recently at school or work that we'd been too busy to tell each other any other time. It was nice, to just sit and just let the words spill out of your mouth, knowing that whatever came out would be safe with whoever heard them. We decided to go into corbridge village after we had drained our tea and swalloed our last piece of fruit scone which had been freshly made the night before by my stepmum. The little town was cute, with lots of people who seemed really friendly. We came across a little fund-raiser thing, for mcmillan cancer support. They had organised a fancy dress wheelbarrow race with a twist. Basically you were in a pair, and one person sat in the wheelbarrow, and the other one pushed you, and they'd stop at a pub, and have to down a pint of beer for a token. They needed then to runa around the village, each time, stopping again for another pint of beer. They needed 12 tokens to win, and it was a race. There were 13 pairs, and all of the costumes werw brilliant! There were ghostbusters, men in drag, 70's people, cuella de vills, britney spears' and so many more! It was one of the funniest things I'd ever seen, and I videoed a lot of it on my phone.
One we had finished laughing and chatting, we walked back to the car, and drove home. It had been a great day, but we all had things to get on with, exams to revise for. That was when I decided I was going to go for making a blog. This blog. I also got formspring, which is basically a site where someone asks you questions and you answer them. It sounds crap, but it's really funny!
That's it for tonight, I'm pretty tired
Max<3
Justalittlelove:)
Hey,
Urm. Don't know how this works?
I've always wanted a blog, so i figured i'd start one up. That's it really. No dramatic story that made me want to share my memories with the world. Just a normal day. Just a normal person. Which brings us to me. I figure, on some level i have to explain a bit about myself. SO, here goes?
My name is laura maxwell. I am 14. My birthday is in december. I am a girl.
Okay, so there's the very basic information. But that's just boring, isn't it? So, i'm going to make this blog different to everyone elses. It's going to be interesting? So, here. Some interesting facts about me for you.
1) I am blind in one eye.
2) I have asthma.
3) When i was 3, i ate cat food.
4) I have also eaten dog food at some point during my younger years.
5) I prefer being at school then being at home.
There you go. Some interesting facts. Although, weather you're interested in this - or me - by now, i don't know?
Most of those facts have an easy explanation. No. 1, 2, 3 and 4 are those ones.
But that leaves number 5, which isn't an easy explanation. Not at all. In fact, it's one of the most confusing, twisted and topsy-turvy stories i've ever heard, and it's my life! I doubt anyone will find out about that. It's best not, i think.
that's it for this blog.
i don't know how to..sign off?
so i'll just put this,
Justalittlelove:)
Urm. Don't know how this works?
I've always wanted a blog, so i figured i'd start one up. That's it really. No dramatic story that made me want to share my memories with the world. Just a normal day. Just a normal person. Which brings us to me. I figure, on some level i have to explain a bit about myself. SO, here goes?
My name is laura maxwell. I am 14. My birthday is in december. I am a girl.
Okay, so there's the very basic information. But that's just boring, isn't it? So, i'm going to make this blog different to everyone elses. It's going to be interesting? So, here. Some interesting facts about me for you.
1) I am blind in one eye.
2) I have asthma.
3) When i was 3, i ate cat food.
4) I have also eaten dog food at some point during my younger years.
5) I prefer being at school then being at home.
There you go. Some interesting facts. Although, weather you're interested in this - or me - by now, i don't know?
Most of those facts have an easy explanation. No. 1, 2, 3 and 4 are those ones.
But that leaves number 5, which isn't an easy explanation. Not at all. In fact, it's one of the most confusing, twisted and topsy-turvy stories i've ever heard, and it's my life! I doubt anyone will find out about that. It's best not, i think.
that's it for this blog.
i don't know how to..sign off?
so i'll just put this,
Justalittlelove:)
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