Hey, today I’m going to write about somebody really special to me. Somebody who means like a whole lot, like more than diamonds and expensive crap like that. Someone that makes me happy all the time. Well, not all the time. But most of the time. This person is Jade Semple.
Jade has been my best friend for about 5 years now. And in that time, there has been a lot of memories. A few tears, an occasional punch up, bitch fight and even the odd breast bleeding occurrence. But the thing we have definitely shared the most of is laughs. Jade is the only person that can make me laugh ALL the time, she’s the best at it. She makes me do it for the hardest, the fastest and the longest. How kinky was that?! :L
The thing I’m going to miss the most is probably, walking to and from school everyday. That was probably the best thing, meeting by the blue gates, recapping on the best events of each others day. Stopping at Olives, buying those giant 25p Ice Blast things, continuing a conversation we’d have been having all week about something really pointless, like Miss Stillmans boyfriend or Holly Wakeman. We’d then always almost get run over once we got under the tunnel, go down the alley and usually have an awkward conversation while people behind us where talking. We’d walk up by waitrose, go to the toilets in our massive winter coats and listen to each other piss. We’d buy some sweets whilst talking gangster to Waitrose staff. In the old days, we’d go to Woolworths, look for Uncy Hunky, buy oreos and pepsi and have an oreo and pepsi rave whilst we waited for you bus at the castle. We’d tell people with headphones in to keep walking if their horny, we’d start singing baa baa black sheep at the most awkward times. I never really appreciated those times as much as I should of, I didn’t really think they’d end. It’s quite hard to think we aren’t ever going to get them back. It’s sad actually. Casual cry.
I mean, there is so many bad things I can think of about us. But mainly the good things, I mean, you are the only person I would happily, make a ‘film’ with, pretending to be the casualty people, sing a song with, be completely immature with, have really strange conversations with, laugh at everything with.
I don’t really know what the point of this was to be honest, It’s just. I’ve been thinking about this a lot recently. I mean, since knowing you’re going to move to New Zealand, I’ve gone through a lot of different emotions about it. At first, I didn’t really think about it, it was months away but months is quickly turning into days. I’ll be honest, the thought of it being a good thing has crossed my mind, bad things to though, like, what am I going to do at school on my own? who am I going to catch the bus to town with? who am I going to take stupid pictures with? who am I going to act my completely totally insane self with? who am I going to walk home with? who am I going to sit in the sun and ‘revise’ with? who am I going to take the piss out of Miss Stillman with? I can’t replace you. Even if I wanted to. As much as we hate eachother sometimes, I can’t lose you either.
I genuinely, cannot, will not and refuse to lose you. I’ve never really thought about it as hard as I have these past few days and to be honest I wish I hadn’t thought this hard because I’ve realised all the things I’m going to miss, I’m going to miss everything, I need my x_jadbee_x, I really do. I’ve never appreciated you like I should have, I mean 5 years, 5 whole years we’ve managed to stick with each other. There is no one else I can have such a good time with, no one else I can be the same as I was when I was 11 years old with. I’m going to miss it so much. I can’t believe I’ve only just realised.
It’s not like your moving to the other end of town, it’s not like your moving to the other end of the country, you are moving to the other end of whole fucking world. There’s no way I can come see you whenever any more. There is no way we can make up songs and bundle on the dance teacher any more. I’ve only just started noticing all the things I’m going to miss. And I’m really going to miss them.
This isn’t my goodbye by the way, you’ll get that when it’s like days away, this is just my, I apologise for not noticing how much I am going to miss you note. And I’ve really only just noticed.
I’m strange and you’re strange, but I don’t want you to change, no way.
Nothing ever seems clear, her eyes are tear dried red All their photographs just seem to laugh at what she thought she had Girl it aint easy but you have to hold on Cause all is fair in love in war, you win you loose you run You’ve got to find a reason to hold on
I’ve never actually described myself on here, so I figured maybe it would be fun to do so. It’s pretty pointless as most of you guys know who I am and what I’m like but nevertheless. I shall attempt it anyhow.
My name is Zoe Norton. I don’t like it very much, it’s not very pretty due to the amount of the letter ‘o’ in it. Most people call me Zo-No, in case you haven’t figured it out ‘Zo’e ‘No’rton. It seems obvious but you’d be surprised how many people are like OMFGGGZZZ I’ve just realised why your called Zo-No. I’m 16 which is no different to being 15 at all. Except I have a national insurance card which means I am a big kid. However, I don’t like when complete strangers call me Zo-No, it’s like ‘Who are you to call me Zo-No?’
I’ve just finished Year 11 at Hillview school for sluts. It was an alright year due to the fact my attendance was below 40% overall. Though now I do miss it, I missed almost a whole year off school overall since the beginning of year 7. And now it’s gone, I want more school. Hence why, if I get the grades, Hillview will be blessed with me for another two years in sixth form.
I’m a youtube obsessive. I watch loads of peoples video blogs and it’s just awesome. I sometimes think about starting up a whole youtube thing but when I talk in front of the camera, it just feels kinda retarded. Maybe it would be more fun with someone youtubing with me but I’m not sure if I actual want a youtube or if I just want a PO box in which people send me random notes, gifts and other things.
I go internet window shopping all the time. I don’t know why, well I know why I don’t buy the things, I don’t own enough money but why I go shopping in the first place with no reason, I have no clue.
I also enter a lot of competitions, even ones I don’t want to win.
That’s about all I can think of for now. Love you all <3
This is now my happy tumblr. I’ve got a second tumblr in which will be very depressing all the time. I’m not going to post the link on here because this tumblr is the one I don’t mind everyone seeing. My sad tumblr is going to be mainly for me to scream and shout about everything but this one will be for happiness and such. So you can ask to see my depressing tumblr if you want but to be honest, all of the posts are going to be… well, very sad.
So welcome, to the new and improved blog of happy Zo-No.
Heyhihello groovy peoples of the interweb, I’m bored and it’s been a bad day but to be honest, all though it’s been a bad day, I don’t really want to dwell on it too much! So instead, I’m going to write about a few things that make me happier.
Casualty. The TV Show, It’s amazing, it’s my 50 minutes of watching something completely pointless and irrelevant. Makes me forget everything, it kind of makes me sad but it also cheers me up a lot. I want to be a paramedic aswell, so it’s very inspiring. Oh yeah and Yuki Reid is the most gorgeous, incredible, talent, amazing and sweetest fictional character on the planet. I remember once he was talking to a patient and he was all like ‘Um… I like coldplay.’ And I was like coldplays my favourite band! Just become real and marry me Yuki.
Coca-Cola. And Pepsi. My lifeline. Literally, I don’t drink anything else. I think it’s a little worrying and it’s a terrible addiction. I haven’t had coke today and I feel ill, surely that’s not a good sign. At all.
Long Walks. Nothing like a long walk with no real purpose with some awesome music playing at an exceptionally loud volume in your ears to forget about things.
Microwave Meals. They are simple and tasty. This makes me happy, very happy.
Presents. Always a guaranteed way to cheer me up. Buying other people presents also helps.
Receiving and sending letters. Or emails. As that seems to be the much more modern way to do it!
Reminiscing on the good times. Thinking about the good and forgetting the bad, it’s got to work.