RAAAAAAAAAAAWR

I AM A LIONSAUR.

Actually, No

Dan and Phil's Christmas Radio Show will be the death of me. As Pudd are in it too. Phan and Pudd is too much. Ergh.

Death

Phan is going to be the death of me.

That is all.

Sometimes

You just have to take a step back and not let anyone know.

You only live once, so make it a happy one.

The thing with Dan Howell is that I want the world to appreciate his existence and how wonderful and beautiful he is. But I would hate it if everyone knew about him and loved him. I like him being my little man. I like the fact that none of my friends are bothered in him. They know of him thanks to me, but they don't watch his videos and such.

"What's Up"

I actually think that this is the thing that annoys me most in the world. This question. What does it even freaking mean? Ergh just bugs me.

Proud

Right okay so I have like 18 more imagines to write but I had to take a break as everything I've written lately has been lovey. Like, before hand my 3 fanfictions weren't really. The first one Dan had cancer, the second the main character was an alcoholic and in the last one...well, the last one was completely romantic and lovey dovey but still, the main female died in the end. But my mind went into blergh and I felt like if I kept trying to force myself to write love stuff, I would vomit rainbows. So I wrote this. And I am proud of it, despite the ending being rushed and jokey. I did that to make it a bit less serious and a bit more light hearted. I like it though

You’re walking back and forth, pacing the length of the living room, the activities of that night still raw in your head. You stop by the window and stare out, your eyes glassy with tears as you spot the Starbucks just down the street where you first met. You would never be able to set foot in that place ever again. You turn around and spot your reflection in the mirror opposite, your face looking drawn and extremely pale. You step closer to the mirror, your eyes are bloodshot and heavy bags fall beneath them. You haven’t slept a second since the moment it happened. You keep walking towards the mirror, staring at your reflection, wishing to go back to a time where you were happy, preferably a time when he was in your life. You punch the mirror; the glass shattering into thousands of pieces and falling to the floor. You stare at your clenched fist which is now covered in your own blood, jagged shards of glass sticking out from your bent fingers. Serves you right, really. You turn around, looking for something to hold to your hand, to stop the flow of blood, and you spot his hoody – his university hoody – and rush over to the sofa, grabbing it and holding it against your hand. You are surprised at how painful it is and you wonder why you aren’t crying out in agony. But then again, you’ve spent most of the past month or so crying tears of pain, tears of heartache and torture, that you don’t expect there to be much left. ‘How am I still alive?’ You question yourself. You haven’t eaten since the night in question; stuck to drinking water and coffee. But the coffee sends you mad, makes you do silly things, sends your brain into over drive. You haven’t spoken to anyone since the night; the front door remains locked and the phone is out of its sockets. Your mobile – and his – are both off, buried at the bottom of his wardrobe. You look down at the material in your hand, his now blood sodden hoody making you queasy and you throw up there and then, down your top and on the floor. You sigh, leaving the room and heading into the bedroom which remains dark; the curtains drawn and the lights off. You fumble around in the dark, grabbing a random shirt from the floor and changing, chucking the one you had been wearing into the bin. You head back out into the living room, your eyes glancing over the closed kitchen door. You hate going in there. That’s where it happened. But you know that it won’t be long until you have to get another drink. “Why bother? Why don’t you just quit. Quit drinking as well as eating. Then you’ll be with him” You murmur to yourself as you start pacing the room again, nothing else really to do. You see his face wherever you turn, his face of innocence and eyes full of lust. You see his beautiful features right before it happened; right before you wacked him over the head with a frying pan, killing him instantly.

Fandoms

I am in two main fandoms; McFlyers and the Phamily. Or I'm a Danosaur and Phillion. But yeah, whatever, 2 main fandoms. I am also a 'member' of the Phandom as such, but still, Dan and Phil, same tings init blud.

When I was just a McFlyer, I thought they were crazy. Now, they are sane and pretty darn innocent compared to some members of the phamily/phandom. They are mental and mentally disturbed. They write cray cray 'phanfiction' which is mental...yet I don't find disturbing? Because it's hilarious as it's so unrealistic :')

But yeah, fandoms. I love being a fangirl <3

xxxx

Ooops?

Can't be bothered to just write two catch up blog posts saying 'oops I forgot on Tuesday' and 'oops I forgot on Wednesday'...ah well!

I actually thought of something earlier to blog about but now I have forgotten. Bugger. Can't have been something wonderful :/

But hey, it's Thanksgiving Day in America so let's talk about that. I think they should bring it to England. Because I think it is such a wonder concept and day, and I don't even like turkey. It's just a lovely concept to get together with family and be thankful for everything. It's like Christmas, but without the presents. I am thankfully for most things in my life. At the moment, I am thankful for Dan, Phil and McFly for always being able to put a smile on my face. I am thankful for Amy for always being there and for our late night chats. I am thankful for my mum for always being there this year through my back problems, I know it was tough for her too. I am thankful for my aunt Sheena as she also can never fail to cheer me up. She doesn't do it meaningfully, she's just so wonderfully stupid that she makes me smile. I am thankful for every single follower I have on my danandphil_imagines instagram and for telling me that my writing is good. I am thankfully for Big Bang for always being there. Literally, I am thankful for so much.

xoxoxox

I'M GUNNA MAKE ME, MAKE ME LOVE YOU

NOTHING AT ALL, NOTHING THAT I DO. PROMISE I MAKE, PROMISE I MAKE, STARTING STARTING TO FADE, HEY!

Omfg I am going to have to go and watch the video I have of McFly singing this now. Omfg. It's so good. But I sing in the background so I'll never show anyone. Omfg.

It's A Tumblr Thang

Like often.

Something I tend to do while I’m alone Sing loudly.

What I would do if I had all the riches in the world Buy a house for my mum and buy a husky and shizzle. Selfish and all but ya'no...of course I would donate to charities, but the house is first :/

An emotional wound I am still recovering from I don't think there is one

Whether or not I want children I think I do

A physical trait I find attractive Dimples

Who I look up to as a role model Dan Howell and Carrie Fletcher

Something I do for comfort Suck my thumb on occasion, and cuddle a teddy

Who my first love was I've never been in love 

Something I aspire to do before I die Be happy

An event in my life that has made me wary of people or surroundings So many things.

If I believe in good luck, bad luck, and other such superstitions None

What brings me the most happiness Watching YouTubers, listening to music, just being who I am and not having to pretend to be someone else...

Writing

Today has been a day full of writing and writing and more writing. I finished an imagine that people wanted me to make longer, I wrote some more of My Shining Star and I started a collab with Kristina which I am excited for. I also did bugger all else really :')

Oh

I also did a photoshoot yesterday of Jasmine for my Double Page Spread unit and I rather like my photos :)

Thursday

I forgot to blog but the new series of Big Bang started and AAHHHHH

The Notebook

Yes, the film.
I'm not going to say much as like usual, it's late and I am knackered.
But until today, I had never actually seen the film. But it was so freaking good and omigod I love it and ahh it's probably now one of my favourite films. So sad but so good and lovely and wonderful and oh geez how have I never watched it before!?!?!?

...

I was in a good mood this morning when I woke up to find that Dan and Phil had used the cat photo I had sent in on SAP. Made my day. And that people were getting freaked out by it.

But now I'm miserable. Just writing has gone badly today and I feel as though I've let myself and others down.

Ergh

MEEEEEEoOOOOW

I don't really have anything to say. I'm sorry.

THINGS I HAVE MILD OCD ABOUT

I don't know whether it's OCD or just weird behaviour but these are just the things I can currently think of:

• Volume on the TV has to be on an even number or multiple of 5.
• When eating kitkats, I have to fold up the packaging (I think this is more of a current habit because I don't do it to any other chocolates. Mind you, I have to flatten crisp packets or it bugs me...)
• When actually eating kitkats, I have to eat the chocolate off of the side and ends before munching on the whole thing.
• The towel in the bathroom on the towel rail has to be folded in half exactly and in the middle.
• The towels on the banister have to be folded in half exactly.
• Toilet roll must run down a certain way or I go weird.
• The twisting thing on trains that keep the tray thing up have to be pointing down or I get anxious.
• If I spot something which is wrong (upside down or in the wrong place) before I go to bed then it will be on my mind and I won't be able to sleep until I change it.
• When I make drinks, if the glass has a line/pattern on it then it can't go over the line/pattern.
• When I make a hot drink then it's the same pretty much.
• When I put my books into colour coded order, I then had to put all the little ornament things with the correct colours...

There are probably quite a few more...but I'm tired and my brain hurts to think so yarsh.

An actual thought about, vaguely interesting blog post :O Shocker!

xoxox

Ooops

Didn't blog yesterday.
Ah well.

Tumblr me up, baby.

So I've been letting you down a bit later, I apologise, sweetie. I'll answer some questions now, tell you a little bit about myself, okay?

1) Write. I write A LOT. I procrastinate by writing. Which, to be honest, isn't really a bad way to procrastinate. It's helping me with grammar and language and such, right?
2) Food: Pringles. Drink: Cream Soda. Colour: Red
3) God knows. Barry M nail varnishes, converses, clothes, books, films, a better camera, a husky...the list is endless.
4) Book: Unsaid Things...Our Story - McFly. Movie: How To Loose A Guy In 10 Days. TV Show: Big Bang Theory
5) Dan Howell and chat about life and make videos and cuddle and chat and it would just be magical and then he would fall in love. Saaaaay waaaat?
6) Food: Banana's. Drink: Milk. Colour: I don't have one D: I don't like yellow that much. Because it reminds me of banana's...
7) Train tickets :L Errrrm food? :')
8) The normal...
9) Book: Wedding Girl - Sophie Kinsella (Mainly because for some reason my copy had such bad grammar, it was like the copy sent off to the publishers before being checked or whatever and I didn't like it because of that blaaaaa) Film: Ella Enchanted. That's the only film I've watched all of and hated. TV Show: Hollyoaks -.-
10) Try and talk to them like a normal human and not turn into a crying mess :')
11) A double ended lightsaber
12) I don't know if I have one :/ Erm I have a habit of eating kitkats a certain way and I can actually only eat them that way and people have said that is weird...
13) No idea :/
14) A husky, a grand piano, a large hot tub bath thing, fairy lights, a breakfast bar
15) A black panther because I want to be a black cat but a big one. Or a goldfish because I'd love to have a 3 second memory and swim around in circles
16) McFly, obbbbvvs
17) Band: McFly. Album: Radio:ACTIVE.  Song: She's So Lovely by Scouting For Girls.
18) They are just perf.
19) 6, all McFly, last one my favourite, first one my least :)
20) Melt me with your eyes, my stargirl rules the skies - McFly
21) PHAN PHAN PHAN OMFG PHAN
22) 6 McFly tops and a tonne of other McFly merch.
23) I had heard of them and listened to their music but I was drawing on my floor with the music channel on and McFly were hosting something like the best song or music video or something of all time and I found them hilarious and then in the break they advertised their Greatest Hits DVD so I asked for it for Christmas, got it, and then fell in love.
24) Tom Fletcher
25) Tom Fletcher. And so good. I'm currently eating Nutella. Well, eating crackers covered in Nutella. But I would rather Tom Fletcher lathered in Nutella.



Okay this was a weird blog post, I am sorry, sweetie. I will be back to normal tomorrow ;)

Oh geez.

Again I don't have anything to say

Apart from that my legs have been hurting all day :/ and I've been eating llamas all day.

Hello to you and thanks for joining!

Biscuit? Sorry they're mine!

HEYYYYYYYY YAAAAAAAA! ITS A MEEE AN AMY :D and incase you havn't guessed I'm a wee bit hyper (oh dear, gone a bit scottish) and I should really go to bed because I have to get up at half 6 tomorrow :(
MUMS HOME!
Sorry, distracted.
Right so me blogging tonight was a spur of the moment thing and you're lucky I'm in this weird, hyper, happy mood. But I'm not sure what to blog about so I'm going to tell you about my new found obsession with one amazing woman. Laura's probably thinking "oh no" at this point but here we go....

*drum roll please*

MIRANDA HART:

Yes, Miranda Hart star of self titled sitcom Miranda is the woman I recently have become OBSESSED with. I was properly introduced to her sitcom on holiday about a year and a half ago and since been given the box set of series 1 and 2 for christmas (thanks Laura) Ive become addicted. In fact thats probably the most used christmas present I have ever recieved.

ANYWAY I JUST LOVE HER AND THINK SHES ABSOLUTELY AMAZING AND BEAUTIFUL AND PEOPLE SHOULDNT BE MEAN ABOUT HER, AND I WISH SHE WOULD TWEET ME AND ITS MY DREAM TO MEET HER. But being in the same room as her when we went to see series 3 being recorded was just AMAZINGLY AWESOME.

Sudden bout of tiredness so I'm going to take myself off to bed now...not really a full explanation of my love for her and why I love her but you can look forward to that another day. *YAWN*

SUCH FUN!

Night xx
 Amy :) xx

for yesterday

nothing to say. Amy's about to come and blog for today woop woop, look forward to that!

'Cause Baby You're A Firework!

skldfmsdmf nothing to say

OMG. LIFE IS CRAY CRAY.

This one girl messaged me on Tumblr asking if I shipped people with the Fantastic Foursome. So I said no, but I didn't mind and if anyone else wanted me to ship them then I would.

I've had so many messages omfg.

I had like 20 odd yesterday.

29 to answer earlier which I did and then I refreshed and then I had 55 more.

WAT.

Omg it's so fun though xD

Shipping

I ship two apparent heterosexual guys together. Yes. I say apparent because who knows. They could be lying, hiding that part to the world. You can't go around saying 'PHAN IS REAL!1!!' and all that because you don't know. But on that note, you can't go around telling people that they shouldn't ship those two straight guys together because again, you don't know. Phan could be real. Anything could be real. Dan could have been born a woman, he makes a pretty darn good one in his videos, you don't know. They don't share all of their lives on the internet. No YouTuber does. There are always parts of their lives that remain private which too darn right it should do. I hate people who go 'tell us this. you decide to share you life with the internet, share all your life' erm no. Don't.

God this has gotten deep.

Anyway, if I choose to ship two heterosexual guys together then let me be. I don't stuff it down your throat, telling you that you should to and I never would do that. Have your own opinions. Mine are that Phan most likely isn't real. But that doesn't stop me wishing it was.

xox

...

I am currently in a bad mood for no reason really, just a couple people have pissed me off when probably not meaning to. I just can't deal with 'lols' in conversations that aren't remotely fucking funny. And if that's you response to what I just said, what am I mean to say back? 'well, you're obviously not'. Well no, as I'm too nice and bottle up my feelings about people until I explode. Which is bad and something I need to sort out.

QUICKLY

I AM ABOUT TO WATCH THIS PROGRAM ABOUT A GIRL WHO A RARE GENETIC CONDITION THAT CAUSES HER BODY TO FREEZE LIKE A MANNEQUIN. BYE.