Ffuk, Raymi has given in to the xmas shooping heLL scene.
here is whut she bought:

Barrel of monkEys -- for ex.boyfrend

Austin PowerS, Carnaby Street outfiT, action figure wif pull string -- mum and bro' (they will share it).

John Lennon cartOOn action figure frum Sargent pepper's cartoon -- dad

plastic Bowling set -- neice

walkie talkies for boss's sons wif 9v batteries.

soaps and shit -- boss

I'm dun. gud. I hate crowds. I hate shopping. I hate crowds of people whilst shopping. i hate krismus. I hate krismus and shopping for it at the same time. Maybe it's only this year. last year i loved krismus. meh.

RetarD gurls like Raymi should not be allowed to paint their tOenaiLs becuz they are impatient and forgEt they haVe to wait for the paint to dRy and then it geTs all smudged and stuCk in the crevice where the nail meets skin and they end up chipping at the polish and picking at It withiN days and then iT cracks off, making them look like 12 year-old craCkwhores.

Painted and chipping fingernaILs GivE away yer aGe.

Today wuz horrible. Raymi lost her hat AND wuz set up wif a creep frum the net. Never Agen. i knew straight away, even while i wuz walking towards him that he wuz mister SO WRONG for me. He's not a smoker so i made a point to ChaiNsmoke even tho' i had aN empty stumak and felt dizzy doing so. I ordered a French Onion Soup wif extra Garlik cuz i knew he wanted to waggle his tongue 'round in my mouth. eww. He kept trying to puT his arm around me and went, 'Ahem' then moved in a lil bit kloser to me. He's probably reading this rite now and is planning a way to track me down so i think i'm gunna go back and edit out sum of the extreme personal info ie, the town, city and CuntRee that i live in. My apologies for any discrepEncies.

I tried to hook up wif a sumwun to have sex with to get my mind off the netFreeK but he wuz bizzy so then i went to the mall to look for a new teddybear to try and make me feeL better but kood find Nada. I tramped around the throngs of xMas shoppers feeling sorry for myself and krying when i bumped into this family i use to babysit for and always thought me to be 'perfect' with no 'emotionally eFFed-up glitches' so i sed that the bitter wind made my eyes tear-over and theN i knew i wuz gunna lose it wunce this lady knocked into me wif her bags so i took off.

I've finally given in to tacO HeLL.

I've reached that ultimate Low. alrite alrite, i've always been here, but i've finally Admitted to it.

This wuz taken in Oxford. If you can see thru the swarms of the faggy tourists there's a cluster of squatting girls. why they're there is kuz we had thrown this raggeddy wallet full of receipts and 1 pence coins on the grownd and sat 'cross the street to take pictures of all the scavengers. this one girl was so annoyed that there wasn't any money in the wallet she got up and slammed it into that nearby garbage can. I fished it out, crowched down to make as if i were tying my velcro shoes and left the wallet there. the fifth time 'round, a man and woman ran to the wallet, the man yanked it up and shoved it in his pocket and they ran like fukk. we followed them down all these back streets and markets until they were just gone. the fucked thing was, these two arab guys were following us kuz they must've thought we were stupid tourists who kept on dropping their wallets. By this time we had gotten bored with the game so we hopped a doubledecker back to SummerTown leaving the Arabs safely behind.