At the Broken hearts parade and i'm putting my heart out on display. Theres no mascarade, just a funeral march for our love today.

How do amigos,


yeah, the title seems depressing, which the lyrics are but its the only Good Charlotte song I've heard with trumpets, so its kinda positive in an ironic sort a way.


Love Good Charlotte. My dad bought The young and the hopeless album for me when i was like 7 or 8 i think, loved it instantly. Never stopped i guess.


So yeah, long time no bloggage. I just couldn't be assed for a while ( no offence) but yeh got nothing but coursework to be doing so why not do it now.

So since the Epic last blog, I have done my Duke of Edinburgh training expedition, which was fun, but hard. Last day, last tor, i jumped into a bog up to my waist. That was cold but funny :)

Erm after that, it was pretty quiet for a while, ohh until last week.

I'll start from the beginning. So, my dog had been sleeping on my bed since my sister moved out.
Which i got used to :D

But then on Saturday i think, he kept panting non-stop like he was running, and he got kinda confused as well.
So my mum phoned the vet in bideford, cuz the torrington one was closed, and the vet said that if he didn't get better within an hour to take him down to the surgery.

But as soon as we got off the phone, he fell off the bottom step of the stairs and didn't get up, so i carried him to my bed and then my mum went to get her shoes so we could take him to the vets.

When she was upstairs i thought he'd died then, because he stopped panting and didn't move, but we could still feel his heart beat, so we got the the car as quickly as we could.

But, halfway to bideford some foam-like stuff started coming out of his nose, he had died.

WE sped to the vets and they tried to resuscitate him, but it didn't work :/

So, Merlin, Rest in peace you crazy lazy amazy little dog.
love you mate.

Yeh :/

That's really all that's happened. So, there you are. In the know.

Wish there was better stuff to tell ya, but still.

On a lighter note, mildly, i might have to have my blood vessels cauterised again unless this crap the Doc gave me works.

Here's hoping (Y)

I'm gonna try my new goodbye thing here in a mo. Get ready.
Hopefully I'll blog again soon. If not, sorry.

I'll catch ya later, if ya give me a good throw.

(That was the good bye thing, lame isn't?)

Fail.

Bye

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KAT IS CRUNCHY!