Kill the LIB (Little Internet Girl)

I am SO sick of hearing the songs Shape of You by Ed Sheeran and Symphony by Clean Bandit. Also, why is the bandit clean? I thought bandits were meant to be dirty. OKAY, add another few things to my very-annoyed-at list:

1) The fact LS is playing the 2 songs I am sick of on repeat.

2) My phone is dead and LS is just ignoring me texting on the Couples group chat - which I am not in anyway because I am a Single Pringle. Salt and vinegar flavour.

OH MY GOD that was such a close call!!!!! I was just showing LS my screen, and I accidentally opened the browser I had my blog on. Luckily she didn't see anything apart from the words 'I am SO sick' at the very beginning. If she'd of seen anything else... well, then you should kill me. Back to my checklist.

3) I ran out of Cadbury's yogurt.

That's it. OH NOT AGAIN 😞 How am I such a dumb person? So tomorrow we're going to Castleton....

OH MY GODS OF OLYMPUS

KILL ME NOW

SHE SO DID NOT TAKE A SCREENSHOT OF MY BLOG PAGE.

Oh thank the Gods she didn't she was just a second too late. I was pretty much ready to commit death by sugar there. And I LOVE sugar. Seriously.

I won't be able to do another blog post for a while, and honestly, I don't know how I'll survive. No Sims. No Roblox. No Internet/laptop/tech. No phone. Kill me now? Please?

LS is getting suspicious. I better go.

Little Internet Blogger

P.S. Someone tell LS to shut up about this whole thing? I haven't told her but she is desperate to know. I just posted this with her real name. If she saw that she'd kill me.

The Big School Play

Every year, the Year 6s do a big end-of-year play where everyone takes part and it's like a proper thing you'd see at the theatre. We were auditioning for the parts yesterday and I'm so nervous about which part I'm getting! Last year's was Hansel and Gretel, the year before's Cinderella Rockerfella, and ours is Robin Hood. Curse the school for picking the one Disney movie (apart from Dumbo) that I haven't seen.

I was auditioning for Will Scarlett (I keep on thinking he's Will Smith; brain = poof) and Maid Marian. I didn't get Will - that's now Little Sugar's part. Me and one of my other friends, Cupcake Queen, are auditioning for Miriam... if I don't get it I am so being the technical producer. I kinda wish she'd just drop out.

So. Remember DB / Death Bees, my mortal enemy? I don't think I have told this story but if I have, you're hearing / reading it again! We absolutely hated each other during the few years we were at the same Primary school - apart from one time, when we were actually friends and played this weird game thing where we'd be video game characters, one of us - usually DB - controlling. It was kinda cool.

In the most of Juniors when DB was BFFs with LS, we grew to hate each other. I, apparently, was "too girly" and she was "too, um, noodles... death-y there we go". Basically, we despised each other for very illogical reasons. Before we completely coincidentally got in touch (by DB's girlfriend - yes, she's lez - texting me. A very long and convoluted story) I'd actually thought we could be friends again because I'd forgotten how completely awful she was.

After we'd been texting for a while, being mean to each other - I won't lie - she texted something like this: **** you, Internet Blogger! If I had to talk to you again it would hurt my soul if I had one. But much more blahg and swearing and yeah.

Basically, we were not friends.

I can't remember what the point of that was. Never mind!

See ya!
Love,

Little Internet Blogger

P.S. A bike thief has been wandering around our house lately. One of our neighbours told us after they spotted him in OUR garden with an iron stick trying to steal our bikes from the porch! Eek! I had one of my mum's friend's step-daughters round today, and she said her bike had been stolen from their front garden. Stupid bike thief...

Flying Balls Will Decapitate You

Have you ever wanted to just try going to a different school or something because your class is really annoying you? Uh, me! My class is naughty - like, ridiculous, fighting most days naughty. Speaking of fights... well, let me say the rest first.

So we had a P.E. lesson first. Our usual teacher was away so we had a supply P.E. teacher with the best/weirdest name ever. Like always, I can't tell you her name. I want this to stay anonymous. Speaking of that - last night Little Sugar was trying to make me tell her what I was doing when I was typing. Fingers crossed she doesn't ask again. I don't want to tell her, or again, it wouldn't be anonymous! So, anyway, we had a double P.E. lesson. I mean, one lesson's bad enough. But TWO HOURS of sweaty kids running round with wet feet (me!) because their socks were muddy and lying wet-ly on the carpet in the Pod, where the girls get changed? Nope! Nope nope nope!

At least dodgeball wasn't so bad. I ran around my team's area yelling "Don't hit me with your balls!" and trying not to die of laughter, because I am VERY dirty-minded. My two BFFs were on the other team, laughing at me.

So afterwards we got popcorn, sweets, and crisps on our tables. Think everyone in class would be pretty happy with that, right? Nope! Two of the girls (I'll call one, PG's friend, Footirl [football and girl combined] and the other Miss Sassy, because wow she's sassy) broke out hitting and screaming each other. That's the fight part.

So another average day in non-Internet life. I can't believe on Monday we're going to our Y6 Residential trip for three days! Even if it's raining, we're still going to an outdoor pool on the first day there because it's heated and will keep us warm against the cold. Then on the second day we'll be going on this long walk through all the moors and hills for several hours. Our only break will be when we get to the lodge and we have our dinner and a tour. My feet are dreading it. My camera is sad because it's not coming. And my mind is excited.

Then, Wednesday we're doing fire-lighting - and I have a big fear of fire and a bad history so it is not a good idea - and den-making, then we're setting off home. An hour and a half journey maximum! Wednesday's probably my least favourite day of it.

Wish me luck with not getting my death by fire.

Love,

Little Internet Blogger

P.S. I very nearly wrote Little Sugar. How embarrassing would that be? Also, how embarrassing would it be if 'embarrassing' was on our SATs spelling test, because I can't spell it. Also, it's slightly embarrassing I'm writing so many of the word 'embarrassing'. OK, I'll shut up now.

MY TESTS ARE OVER! (and how to do better when they return)

IT'S OVER!

Finally, my SATs tests are done with! Today was the Maths Reasoning paper, and it was probably the hardest of the lot. Tests are always super nerve-racking, even if you know what you're expecting, and even if you've done the tests before. Now, I'm smarter (not bragging - okay, maybe I'm bragging) than most people in my class. I didn't revise as much as we were meant to, but I did okay. When I do my GCSEs in high school, I am SO revising the circumference, diameter and radius of circles. The diameter of a circle in a SATs question was 64, and my answer of what the radius was ended up being 16. I don't think that's correct.

So, now I'm chillaxing at my laptop and playing Roblox with LS (Little Sugar) - well, sort of. I am adding boring hedges (no, not too boring - I am one of those Sims players with a stupid obsession with hedges) while she is posting musical.lys and texting her boyfriend - who, BTW, I hate with a passion. Ever since the Easter thing we did and we nearly got into a fight, whenever I get my coat on to go outside I "accidentally" hit him in the face. So far, I've not got caught. And even if I do I have an excuse: It was an accident; I was just putting my coat on! His name will be Sports Enemy. Ooh, one second, LS is showing me a musical.ly from one of my other enemies, a girl who's left my school now, thank goodness...

It's just a song that repeats "dangerous!" and shows a cake. Lame.

So I want to write a few tips for next time a test rolls round. Enjoy them - and hopefully they work next time you do GCSEs or SATs or exams.

1) Don't study in the car before your test. The things you've studied keep in the front of your brain, and the old things get forgotten when you search for them. Keep calm, watch some of Lilsimsie or Deligracy's videos - if you're me and are addicted and subscribed - and text your BFF!
2) Encouragement! Not to yourself - although making a cake saying 'good luck' then eating it all by yourself does sound delicious - but to others. Knowing someone else is sharing your nerves won't make you feel as bad.
3) Don't let your mind wander. Focus on the one question. Get yourself into your own bubble, move any sharp objects, AKA noise, out of your system, and focus. On the 2-mark questions, remember PEE. No, they won't let you go to the toilet. It stands for point-evidence-explanation, in English!

Hope they help!
Love and hugs, because I love hugs,

Little Internet Blogger 😉

P.S. I asked out my crush Cutie McCutieson. He said... no. And it's revealed he picks his nose and sniffs his fingers... which, GROSS! He also has a crush on the girl who teased me for liking him. Uh, crush? Bye-bye! CMC no more. He is now called TFK. Typical Football Kid.

Disco Disaster!!

The disco, of course, was a DISASTER.

I walked in, and I realized I'd forgotten my disco ticket! Luckily it was in my secret pocket as my dad had made me put it there. Thanks to my dad.

I joined some people from my class - Phone Geek (PG) and her boyfriend, Rapper Guy (RG), PG's friend Football Cool (FC) and a bunch of other people, including Typical Guy, who, FYI, is the worst person ever. He's a typical boy...he-he.

So when I got inside the hall, he came up to me straightaway. Wait. Back up.

TG has told everyone, and I mean everyone, I was his Valentine and he'd be coming to the disco with me! First, no. I would not go to the disco with him!! Gross! Second, why lie about something like that? I so wouldn't tell everyone my crush Cutie McCutieson was going to the disco with me. That would just be awkward, and he would probably never speak to me again.

I am annoyed!! I avoided TG for the rest of the disco and hung out with Phone Geek and Cupcake Queen. Little Sugar (that is her name, right?) didn't come...she walked into a wall at playtime and her head was hurting for the rest of the day. Not totally unrelated to me. Her poor head 😕

Love and all the feeling-sorry-for-myself-hugs,
Little Internet Girl.

P.S. I am actually on call with LS now, so she's forgiven me, it seems...

WHY D;

I'm annoyed.

You know have every living person under fifty has Instagram and Musical.Ly and Snapchat and Twitter and YouTube and Facebook, as well as their own NON-ANONYMOUS blog?

I am probably the only person on this planet who has 0% of these. I has Snapchat behind my parents' back but my dad was checking my emails to do something for Origin, the software that Sims 4 (remember, the game I love) was on. No matter. And he found an email from the Snapchat team I'd not seen myself yet.

Luckily he convinced me to tell my mum myself, and I didn't get a punishment.

I, however, am still annoyed. You can't even see pictures of other people on Snapchat, can you? I mean, there's no main page where you see trending photos/ videos or anything.

Just a harmless photo filtering app, then!

Why do I have such over protective parents?!

Do you have such over protective parents? If you do, I'd love to hear about it in the comments below... ⬇

But that's not it. Tomorrow, at quarter to 5, is the Valentine's disco. AND I STILL HAVEN'T CHOSEN WHAT TO WEAR!! I have three choices: a cute red dress I got for Christmas, a white top with black cursive letters on with a sparkly black skirt, or a black dress with lacy designs on the top. Keep in mind I'll be wearing tights and sandals with each of these - I would rather wear a hot dog costume than boots. Kidding ;)

But seriously. Please tell me what to do, or I will probably die!

Love,
Little Internet Girl xxx

PS. I still haven't got a date. That's sad. I'm derpy ☹

Boiler Issues -_-

Hi again!

The "Boiler People" are upstairs moving our boiler from my little brother Charlie's room into the attic. So it's really cold up there, obviously - they had to drill a hole so all the cold air could get through - it won't be like that all the time though, of course. They'll be threading pipes through the hole and then blocking it back up.

I'm not sure how I even got into my room before. There's a ladder blocking up our tiny hallway and the rest is taken up by the planks they're using to put a pathway through to the boiler in the attic. Wait. If the boiler blows up, it'll be blocking the emergency exit in the wall which leads you onto the extension kitchen / office roof and the stairs down. So basically if anything blows up up there, we'll die. Lovely!

Ha ha ha! I'm just thinking of my arch-enemy, Death Bees (DB) and what she would say if she found out that I was actually behind this blog. Not that I'm going to tell her. And she doesn't read this - I have currently got ONE view on every post, and even those are by me checking them over. Jeez.

Also, I'm thinking of starting a You-Tube channel. It'll be a gaming channel, with all my favourite games - Cities: Skylines, Roller coaster Tycoon World, Planet Coaster, the Sims 4, and Roblox. What would you like to see? Tell me in the comments below (not that I'll be getting replies, unless you'd like to delightfully surprise me, hint hint!).

Soo.

What else do I talk about here? I'm completely new at this blogging thing, apart from a rubbish one ages ago. I stupidly put my real identity there, so you WILL NOT get the name - sorry!! I might reveal all eventually. Then again, maybe not...

Love you all!
Little Internet Girl xx 😃