Oooh! It turns out Daddio didn't block this site from me loggin on, must have been some sort of server trouble or cookie blocker thing going on...

Heh, I now have three offical web journals, and a hand-written one. Hand-written one is being neglected currently *runs to it and gives it a comforting hug* I'll be back damnit! I will!

Gah! Jibby (mah brother) is banging away outside, with a spade. He and Dad have been laying turf for ours, on what was once a vast empty space or soil. They've been putting turf down for the past few weekends, and Watson (le puppy) has been peeing on it, and now there are large yellow areas in the new grass, where he has peed. Oh well, that's what you get when you have an incontinent puppy. Oh wait- all puppies suffer from incontinence for the first few months. So what went wrong with ours? He's about six and a half months old now. Eh well, he's a late developer lets say. Jibby is trying to teach him how to cock his leg. It isn't working...

I'm feeling strangely happy today. I don't know what it is, but I am. Maybe it's because this is working. I was actually crying earlier, so maybe the happiness has just begun.

I keep fearing my bitch of a textiles teacher is going to phone. She did yesterday to say I hadn't finished all my coursework. I know I should have, but I'm so crap with doing things, and I get distracted REALLY easily. Maybe people should do tests on me. Miss Campbell (my lovely pottery teacher) was talking to Ginge (a ginger haired loud mouth, who can be nice when he wants) about how he procrastinates. Ginge (who is rather thick) was saying "what's pracrasticion?" Miss Campbell was like "Not ... it's 'procrastination'. And it's when you avoid doing what you're meant to be doing, generally by way of talking". I'm not quite sure if that's right what she said, but it definitely fits well for me. I'll spend hours on the computer "working" or so everyone thinks, and instead I'll just be doing my usual surfing, or something. It's really not good. And I can't help it. I'm an internet addict, which my parents aren't allowed to know about, as they wouldn't understand. Diaryland was blocked from me after Dad found out I was using it, and he kept on going on about the consequences, and I kept on ignoring him and going on it anyway. Which sucks, but I can still go onto the site, just not through the homepage, and I can't log in. Unless it's somehow not been blocked like this was, and there was just something that wouldn't let me sign in for a while. ??? I hope so in a way, but I doubt it, and also it might not be such a good thing, because I really need to work, instead of lurk. Heh, I'm good at rhyming sometimes...

Well, I would like to thank http://astating.bravejournal.com for visiting my diary (http://under-shadow.diaryland.com) and signing my tag board. Muchos appreciated

Oh yeah- can people tell me what they think of my background at the moment? I'm thinking I might change it. 

One other thing. Who else is terrified by the fact that this picture of Elijah Wood when he was younger looks SO much like Harry potter?!