Love ;

I loved you; even now I may confess,
Some embers of my love their fire retain;
But do not let it cause you more distress,
I do not wish to sadden you again.
Hopless and tongue-tied, yet I loved you dearly
With pangs the jealous and the timid know;
So tenderly I loved you, so sincerely,
I pray God grant another love you so.

- Alexander Pushkin.

Bundle Of Laughs ;

Well, I think it’s fair to say; I’ve had a good week. On Friday I met up with a good friend who, until now, I hadn’t seen since September 09. It was pretty sunny so we chilled on the beach in the shade until he (being the typical guy of course) got hungry, so we wandered to the shop and he bought some Mini Eggs. We sat on a bench overlooking the busy beach while he threw his food at people, tut tut. Just before he had to go catch his bus, another great friend of mine turned up; but we abandoned him for a while whilst we walked up to the bus stop and waited for it. He disappeared after a lovely warm cuddle so I made my way back to the beach. Anonymous had gone, so I went home. A while later I planned to take my dog for a walk, so knowing how much he loves my dog after seeing her on webcam, I called Anonymous to see if he was still in the area. Luckily he was, so I met him halfway up the hill and then we walked to the fields. We passed my house too, so now he knows where I live and I’m probably going to get stalked =D. Anyhow, he’s now fallen in love with my “Dumbo-Dog” after we trekked around both the fields and then round the block. I think I wore him out ;). After an awkward hug in which one of my arms was extended because I was holding the dog lead, and then she ran and I practically fell over, on Anonymous, he left and I returned to my house. Yesterday, I got my Maths SATS results. I got a 6a, which I’m really not proud of. But I soon discovered that the marks from the Mental Test (that I missed) counted towards the final level, so that’s why my mark is so low. Apparently when I re-take the test on Wednesday, if i get 25+ then I’ve got a level 7a, better. To add to the disappointment of my day, at 9pm last night, my beloved laptop decided to break: the port where you charge it up is busted so it won’t charge and I’m saving the last 15minutes of battery for emergencies (such as needing a photo or something). Hopefully I can get it fixed; I hope so, Mum’s computer is mega slow. Today, I bunked off PE and me and the other skivers sat there taking the piss out of fat people, believe me, it was absolutely hilarious. *Truck reverses* beep, beep, beep. Oh look, here they come. I guess it was pretty cruel but… “Where’s ?????? today?” - “Took off into orbit”. ;)          -Writing to you from an Acer XP computer, on Windows Live Writer.

POP ;

A very relevant title, for the following reasons:
Firstly, and most importantly, pop stands for Prince Of Persia, the awesome film that I saw at the cinema today; oh my God, Jake Gyllenhaal is sexy! In no relation to this, so is Hugh Jackman, Orlando Bloom, Channing Tatum, Chris Evans, Will Smith, Taylor Lautner, Cam Gigandet and James Franco. Anyhow, the movie was amazing with awesome back flips and stuff, with Jake showing off his abs and arm muscles all the way through. GO WATCH IT!
Secondly, I have just discovered the joys of pop music, for a while I went right off it, but now after Example and Owl City it's hard to hate the Genre. Still, Drum & Bass (Pendulum, Prodigy) all the way.
Uhm, I can't actually think of anything else that relates to pop. Awkward...