I think I'm a cat for both answers because they can go from lazy to EVIL BITCH in 0.5 seconds.

As can I.

Yep.

Mainly so I can walk up to all the religious freaks when I come back to life and go 'y'know what, you were WRONG', then go and find a scientist to publish my findings.

Hurr.

Primary school, I was at the same one till age 7. That was hell, because I was significantly smarter than the other kids (reading level 4 books while they were on level 2, getting full marks in maths test etc etc) and also because my name was apparently hilarious. But when you're five, I suppose anyone with two surnames is funny. At that school I was pushed down the stairs and only didn't break my neck because someone grabbed my tshirt. And my abiding memory of that time is three girls walking up to me in the playground and saying 'we're your friends really' and then dancing around me singing a really mean song and making fun of my hat which I had to wear because I'd just had surgery for a ruptured ear drum. So yeah, great for building my self esteem.

Then I went to St Maurs junior school for one year. Again, got picked on because I was smarter than everyone else, and my name was STILL hilarious.

Then, Saint Theresas, which was a convent, and was pretty ace. For once I was with kids that were the same level of smarts as me, and they didn't care about my name. I enjoyed it. I'll always remember the 'periods' lesson though, hahaha, that was hilarious, being taught what happens to your body when you hit puberty, by a bunch of NUNS. Tee hee.

High school was Guildford High, and that was okay. Academically it was good for me, even though my grades slipped when I started putting on weight BECAUSE OF MORE BULLYING (fuck's sake, girls are so fucking bitchy) but it also made me what I am today. Pussies didn't stand a chance in that school, you had to fight for everything, and I bloody well did. So what if I had no friends, I didn't care, I was enjoying my education and being a loner suited me. Although I am pissed that my 'bff' Cassandra has turned into such a cow now that she won't even acknowledge I exist on Facebook. Eh, whatever. We were there for each other when we needed it.

School really fucked my confidence over, especially cuz I wasn't exactly thin. All of the schools were girls-only, and girls are total bitches. Self esteem: zero. Although it's steadily climbing, thanks to the wonders of dieting and exercise. Funny what being thin can do to you.

		I will marry gs_disaronno.
		After a wild honeymoon, We will settle down in Brixton in our fabulous House.
		We will have 158 kid(s) together.
		Our family will zoom around in a White Bugatti.
		I will spend my days as a Artist, and live happily ever after.

I could never, ever, ever, ever get along with someone who was all ECO-WARRIORRRR CARS ARE EVIL THE PLANET IS GOING TO DIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE and all that 'green' shit. I don't care. I like cars, big cars with big engines that make lots of noise. I also don't like being preached at about being green, I recycle, don't BAWWW at me because I refuse to use eco products cuz they're shit and do nothing and cost too much. And besides, most 'green' people are hypocrites anyway, they all drive ancient cars that are more polluting than mine. If you want to be green, stop being a skank and go buy a G-Whizz or a Prius. Hell, I'd buy a Prius, if TTE ever brought out a body kit for it, that is.

Also, animal rights people drive me insane. Yes, animal cruelty is not good, but that isn't going to stop me from going to fast food restaurants or buying economy meat if I'm a little low on cash. As for animal testing, eh, I don't really care, especially if it's medical testing. I always ask animal rights freaks if they'd volunteer themselves for drug testing and I'm surprised at the amount of them that say 'no'. Well then, how do you test the drugs before you release them for normal human consumption? Duh. I'm pro-foxhunting because foxes are vermin and hunting is actually a better way of getting rid of them than shooting or trapping, cus it's a fast death cuz the lead hound goes straight for the throat and the fox is dead in seconds, whereas a shot fox can live for weeks after being shot. Ditto a trapped one.

And also, animal rights people need to get their facts straight before they start bawwwwwing about horse racing being barbaric etc etc. The biggest problem with racing is inbreeding of the horses, which is why they're more fragile and break legs etc etc. That's being addressed. And also, you CANNOT make a horse do something it doesn't want to. Those fuckers weigh a half ton at minimum, are you REALLY going to make it do something it hates? Again, duh. Plus racehorses are treated like fucking rockstars, they eat better than we do. When they retire, there are sanctuaries for them to go to, or their owners just let them veg out and get fat. Yes, there are unscrupulous, barbaric trainers, but they're very few and far between compared to the actual amount of people involved in racing. And yes, I've worked on a racing yard, so don't tell me I don't know what I'm talking about, okay?

And at the end of the day, they're only animals. Humans are more important to me.

Ok, rant over :)

No, and I never will see it or read it because Twilight is a big pile of poorly written shite and Stephanie Myer should be ashamed of herself. Actually, no. The publisher that picked it up should be taken outside and publicly flogged for allowing such crap to tarnish the bookshelves of the world.

And yes, I have read the book. Or at least, tried to. I couldn't get past page two, I wanted to gouge my eyes out.

*waits for all the twifags to come and kill her*

Without a doubt, the Nightwish concert at Hammersmith Apollo back in '05/'06 (can't remember exactly which year).

They were spectacular and the support band were awesome as well. I'd never even heard of Paradise Lost until they got on that stage but wow, they were incredible.

Most magical thing for me was hearing Ghost Love Score live. It's my favourite song ever and Tarja's voice is just perfection. Shame she didn't stay with the band and they got that Annette woman in, she ruins GLS when she tries to sing it because she doesn't have the opera background that Tarja has.

Must see if Tarja is doing any solo gigs in the UK soon.

No. All the things I say in anger, I mean. Including when I screamed at my boss and called her a stupid power-hungry nitpicking bitch who had no idea how to manage people.

Because she didn't. Leaving a list on someone's desk of all the things you've found they've done 'wrong' while they were away on holiday is Not Cool.

I've really been bit by the custom bug and seeing as Skywarp's nearly done, I've started planning out the next ones. These should keep me occupied for a good couple of years x3

GOLDBUG
Baby pony base, gold paintjob, gold hair.

BLACK BEAUTY
My other Baby pony, black paintjob with white markings, black hair (to finish off the stuff I got for rehairing Warp). Basically a custom of the horsey we all know and love.

EMPEROR ROMANUS
Boy pony base, purple & gold repaint, purple & gold hair, SPQR emblem.

EMPRESS ROMANUS
As above only female (G3 if pref), probably a paler purple and perhaps with some accessories.

ICE
Very pale blue base, white and pale blue hair. Want a G3 pony for this one ideally, it's meant to be slightly ethereal and the G1's are a bit too stocky. Probably will do a glitter or sequin emblem.

So. If anyone has any MLP's or stuff they wish to donate to the cause, gimme a yell ;)

Probably when it was dead icy after all that snow in February. The main road was closed because some idiot had managed to pile themselves into a tree and so I was forced to go down a back road to get to work.

I braked for a corner (wasn't going very fast) and it wasn't actually tarmac I was braking for but a huge fucking sheet of black ice. Reggie started to drift and I was like 'ooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhsssssssssssssssshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhit!' and I panicked and forgot everything I'd been taught about controlling a skid.

I should mention at this juncture that there was actually a semi-truck coming the other way. Now we don't get them in England on a regular basis and certainly not down roads like the one I was driving on.

My only thought as I drifted gracefully round the corner staring into the gaping maw of this massive blue big rig was 'oh fuck. Ah well, at least I'll die in style' and then SOMEHOW Reggie found some grip and we were back on the straight and narrow. I did clip the back end of the truck but all I did was ping off one of my bumper strips, which was easily replaced after a quick trip to the Toyota dealer.

Ilovemycar <3

Oh, frequently.

But mainly it's me rejecting other people's apologies. Because I don't trust anyone and sincerity schmerity, as far as I'm concerned.

Mate, I work for one.

Surrey/Sussex Air Ambulance, gief us munny!

Break Stuff by Limp Bizkit.

As a general rule, no, but it depends on the situation.

That said, I should have stopped giving my ex second chances after he kept on emotionally destroying me by blaming me for shit that he did.

Men suck. MEN don't deserve any second chances.

I don't think I ever HAVE thrown caution to the wind.

Aren't I boring?

I ain't Irish, so why would it bother me?

Someone once told me I had a nice neck.

I kicked him in the crotch.

I don't like compliments. To me they scream of fakery and trying to garner favour with the person you're complimenting. That said, I do give out compliments when I believe they are justified and not to try to get in the other person's good books.

1: The complete season 1 of Criminal Minds.
2: The complete season 2 of Criminal Minds
3: The complete season 3 of Criminal Minds
4: The complete season 4 of CSI
5: The complete season 5 of CSI: Miami

You didn't specify they had to be singular episodes xD

The ability to not get in my way and let me live my own life and stop expecting me to 'compromise' when 'compromise' really means 'I want you to do it MY way'.

Buy a flat of my own.

Buy a 1.8 jet black Yaris SR with RED alloys and get the full Toyota Motorsport tuning package on it. And find who has the personalised plate M155 VEE and buy it off them.

Buy my mum her own flat.

Buy my aunt and my grandma a little flat together.