The Head Girl's

"SLYTHERIN HEAD GIRL" (n f) - (1) WELL MEANING, slightly scatty girl, pretending to be a woman, pretending to be a girl (2) Living gregariously in a BIG, SCARY WORLD, (3) (v) To not APOLOGISE for anything read here in her blog, (4) (v) To NOT HIDE BEHIND LAYERS... (5) (v) To LIVE LIKE YOU WOULD LIVE FOREVER...(6) (v) To appear to be ATTENTION-SEEKING despite in fact being SHY (7) (adv) QUEEN OF THE BLOG AGE

I am the of . Bow down to me. I am a girl, pretending to be a woman, pretending to be a girl. I have red hair, tattoos and piercings. I am the girl with the interesting clothes and the foul mouth, but I sound like butter wouldn't melt... You want to get to know me I like... Songs: Good Riddance (The Time Of Your Life) - Green Day Pull Shapes - The Pipettes Your Kisses Are Wasted On Me - The Pipettes Also Sprach Zarathustra... And pretty much anything I can pretend to sing to or dance shamelessly to. Shows: LOST Dead Like Me The West Wing Sesame Street Films: Pretty much anything with decent cinematography, especially if they remembered to pay the script-writer... Books: Yes, please The Lord Of The Rings Trilogy and The Sandman Library will always be in my top 5. The others...Peter Pan, Prozac Nation, and...oooh, so hard to choose... Athletes: Lance Armstrong and any major cyclist, really. Activities: Teddy Bears Picnics in the Secret Garden, parties on the beach until the sun comes up, setting fire to things, Midnight Feasts, giving/receiving really excellent kisses, smiling at strangers, making cakes and cooking dinner for my friends and loved ones, dancing til I fall over. Places: Brighton, my own bed, the bath with a good book and a glass of rosé, my parents house with the cats. More about me... When I was young...: I was small When I grow up...: I will still be small I wish...: on the first star of the evening I believe...: In fairies, I do, I do... I love...: living in Brighton. You'll recognise me by...: the eye makeup, baby. It's a trademark. That and the fact that I'll be the one bouncing around due to too much caffeine. I welcome...: all visitors to the Dorm, whichever House you are from, but be brave enough to state your name at the door if you aren't going to be civil. That's pretty much all I ask... I am...: not always as angry as you think I am... I survive...: on caffeine and nicotene - mine's a triple espresso please.