Thursday 25 November 2010

November 25th

Well, what a deliciously scrumptious day I've had!

It went like this:

Music
English
Biology (Bio-lo-gi :D)
Psychology
Then I went home an hour early to go and see Thomas. This was the deliciously scrumptious part. And I'm NOT just talking about that bakewell tart, although that was also scrumptious.

So I got to Thomas' (silently noticed the carpet...), had a brief cup of tea, and then sat down rather promptly to begin our musical endeavours.

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You shall have to watch the videos which Tom is hopefully editing and posting soon. Try to guess the number of takes we did.

This day really has been delectable. I don't know why. It's just been...excellent.

I am on top of the fricken' world right now. :) ♥

Nick, Nick, Nick, how I have neglected you. You beautiful, beautiful man. We SHALL go to see the river man, tell him all we can, some day ♫


Peace.♥

Wednesday 24 November 2010

November 24th

*coughs*

I'm ill.

*coughs again*

I would talk about my day, but I think I'll have a rant instead.

Basically, there is this Person X. Person X is a teacher. Or, to put it more plainly, Person X likes to think they are a teacher and they actually can't teach for toffee. I shall present you with an example.

So, we have coursework to do. A comparison essay (I think quite a few people may know who I'm talking about now...). So we go along, going through each of the themes, choosing our essay theme. We make one venn diagram, which Person X doesn't check. Person X sets us homework; to complete the introduction and two paragraphs of the essay for the following week. Come that day, I 'forget mine'. I send Person X an email saying I haven't got it and apologising profusely. Person X replies: 'If you have any notes bring those. It is important to see the process of self assessment - perhaps bring an old essay.'  That's quoted, by the way.

So we come to the lesson. Person X does not ask for the homework. She does not ask to see it. She does not ask us whether we have done it. She does not even mention the damn homework. The lesson is on something completely unrelated to the coursework. So much for 'the process of self-assessment'.

She then asks for the whole essay to be in tomorrow. No draft, no nothing, as far as I am aware.

Not only is this a gross neglect for the needs of our class, it gives the impression that she is careless and uncaring about her position. Asking us to complete an essay with the amount of preparation we have done (for the record, one venn diagram) is unrealistic and frankly ridiculous. Moreover, she is unenthusiastic and dull, which consequently slides over to us, making us unwilling to work and very, very bored. She is not up to scratch to teach an A Level class. The A does, after all, stand for 'advanced'.

I know that people might say 'Just shut up. Just shut up, stop complaining and get on with it.' But, you see, I can't do that. I'm lazy, and I will be the first to admit that. I forget homework, I end up doing essays at two, three, four o'clock in the morning because I've procrastinated all evening. If I fail my exam down to my laziness, because I didn't work hard enough, then that will be entirely my fault and I can come to terms with that. But if I fail my exam because of bad teaching, because it has not been explained, or explained well enough, or just not been mentioned at all, I cannot accept that. That's just not good enough.

If I can get a few more people to back me, then I'll go to Miss Sherry and say something a lot like what I have just said. Anyone willing?

It might snow soon. ♥

Saturday 20 November 2010

November 19th

A two day post?* YES.

So yesterday was a good day. My free was awesome.

BAA BAA _________ SHEEP.

Insert your own word, provided it's not rude, lewd, crude, racist, homophobic, generally offensive or mildly controversial.

Jess + (phoebe's confusion + caffiene) = Aimee.
Yeah, I called Jess Aimee. Slightly embarrassing. Sorry Aimee. I mean Jess.

Oh my goshhhh, Children In Need today. PLEEEASE donate something, it's for a worthy cause and it's also fun to watch on telly. If you haven't watched it, iPlayer it! :D

So, my day:

Woke up three times during the night
Consequently didn't get up on time (as usual)
Got to school
Got changed (into my pyjamas, it was mufty day)
Free
Biology
English
Break, where we chucked my sheep around for a bit*.
Psychology
Senior Vocal Group (a record number of attendees today. 96, I believe)
Music. Minus the music. We moved sets around for the production. BUT Tommy's cake made it worthwhile. My turn next, how can I beat that? Hmmm...
Starbucks
Home
Children In Need.
Blog.

*That's a toy sheep, not a real sheep. His name's Mo. Little Mo, to be precise. Yes, he is named after Mr Moth. You had to be in Berlin to understand.

Today was a good day, up to the point where MY BIKE WAS STOLEN.
I feel like a complete idiot, because I was the one who left the key in the fricken' lock.
That's what you get.

THIS IS AN ONION.


G'night all :) ♥

Tuesday 16 November 2010

November 16th

Does it want to get any foggier? I couldn't see eighty yards ahead of me when I left school today :)

TODAY I LEARNED...that I can't teach.
I was in the Year 9 bottom set English class, trying to help them, and failing miserably. It doesn't help that the boy wasn't trying either. But I didn't know how to explain it to him. MAJOR FAIL -_-

But anyway, I also learned that I don't have chlamydia! YAY!

BUT

You know when something doesn't go your way, but you know you can do it because you've done it before, and you're doing everything you've done before but it's still not going right?


Feels like that, doesn't it? But we like this picture more. It reflects the current situation:



I love the look of winter. BLOG SOON ♥

Sunday 14 November 2010

November 14th

It's late, so no proper blog today. I just wanted to share this:


Made me laugh a tad bit more than I should have done :)

Oh yeah, we passed 250 views yesterday. Just thought you might want to know. Hello to my readers in the UK, the USA, Switzerland and Brazil!

:D xx ♥

Saturday 13 November 2010

November 13th

Wowee! We passed the 200 views mark last night.

WOOP WOOP

I have been BUSY today! Sorting sorting tidying sorting tidying sorting sorting...I found all my primary school stuff under my bed and got all nostalgic and fuzzy. Then I threw most of it away.

TAKE THAT, KEY STAGE TWO MATHS.

And then I had fish and chips for dinner. Nom nom :D

Then I had a conversation with Lily about love. I say conversation, it was more of a debate, entitled 'Love is worthless on the basis that it does not last forever. Discuss.' I wholeheartedly disagreed. I think I won.

THIS IS A PIRATE:


This is NOT a pirate:


Whatever your opinions on the matter, it IS Robert Louis Stevenson's 160th birthday today! Happy Birthday, you scurvy dog. Don't drink all the rum at once.

BLOG TOMORROW. Remember to wear your poppies like good citizens ♥

Friday 12 November 2010

November 12th

Well, Remembrance Day was a fiasco.

Extremists are the scum of the Earth. For ANY religion.

However, it seems I can't say these things any more, because the Muslim protesters are MUCH more entitled to 'freedom of speech' than I, a humble British citizen and a loyal subject of Her Majesty the Queen.

I don't care if I offend anyone. I will stand in silence on Sunday. I wore my poppy yesterday. I was one of only two students who wore a poppy at the GCSE presentation evening. I will wear it on Sunday. And I will be proud of the men and women who died for our country and continue to die. Every. Single. Day.

We shall have no more on the subject.


An interesting day today. It started much like the picture on the right. I have TWO quotes of the day, both from Mr Stephenson:

'Choir is not a democracy. Choir is a DICTATORSHIP. The dictator is a combination of me and SNOW PATROL.'

Stevo: 'So, can anyone think of any other style of music that uses modes?'
Nick: 'Reggae?'
Stevo: 'REGGAE MON!'

So, what happened?

Free - did my Music homework.
Biology
Psychology
English
Senior Vocal Group
Music
Ascot
Starbucks
Came home, watched the Simpsons, had tea.
Started writing a song
Realised it sounded a lot like another song
Contemplated scrapping former song
Started blogging.

Thomas, do you read the Daily Mail?
Perhaps a better question is do you believe what you read in the Daily Mail?
I refer you to this video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5eBT6OSr1TI

Might call Anthony in a minute.

BLOG SOON ♥

Tuesday 9 November 2010

November 9th

I appreciate that my life isn't that exciting.

Lyrics of the day:
'I could have been a whistle 
Could have been a flute
A real live giver
Could have been a boot
I could have been a signpost
Could have been a clock
As simple as a kettle
Steady as a rock
I could be
Even here
I would be, I should be
So near
I could have been
One of these things first
I could have been
One of these things first.'
I don't know what this means, but I love it.

Monday 8 November 2010

November 8th

Well, may I say, ladies and gentlemen, we have reached the 150 mark!

*trumpet fanfare*


Speaking of trumpet fanfares, have you any idea what our Royal Guards are doing with their spare time?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xLrjSYmbTTQ&feature=related

No wonder the rum's gone. They've all drunk it all.

So, who's had an interesting day today? I have. Not particularly well started though. I think I shall have to cease using my proper alarm clock. It gave me the fright of my life this morning.

It was CE day today at school, which either means Circus Exercise, Circular Elevation, Continuous Education or Curricular Enrichment. I prefer the first three. Basically it consisted of us pretending to be a President of a newly independent African country today. Our collective name was President Nulagi, and the woman on the screen (including every single one of our advisers) kept saying it as though we had short term memory loss. But we ended up dying at one point because we halted all expenditure so that we didn't have to take out a loan, and our people came in with guns and killed us all.

Hypothetically.

Then we had this Christian activist guy called Scott come in and talk to us about the stuff he's doing for the war in Afghanistan and Iraq. He said he lived with eight women, a lot of whom had children.

O_o

Can you blame me? It was funny. But this guy does loads of protests and marches and lays himself down in the street to stop traffic, pours red paint over signs and the MoD to try and stop sanctions and to make a point about how many civilians have died in the East since British and American troops went in there. I was actually quite surprised how much I didn't disagree with him. But he didn't answer my very legitimate question. HARUMPH.

Probably the highlight of my day was my chlamydia test. Which I didn't even need. But I wanted a glow in the dark sperm, so I did it.

I DIDN'T GET ONE. But I did get a pair of underpants that say 'Tried And Tested' on them. I'm going to wear them tomorrow.

Well, this has been a long and happy blog. I wish you all a happy Monday. If there is such a thing.

Could have been a signpost, could have been a clock...whatever you say, Nick. ♫

Sunday 7 November 2010

November 7th

Sunday Sunday Sunday. IT'S MONDAY TOMORROR.

You see, I'm so distressed, I can't even spell 'tomorrow' right D:

Anthony thinks that no one can possibly blog every single day because then we would have nothing to write. To be honest, I agree. I did nothing today and consequently have nothing to say.

But I'm going to blog anyway, just to SPITE HIM.

Oh, especially for Thomas, because I believe he described Daniel Radcliffe's face as 'overly punchable':


You have no idea how much I laughed at this. This was tweeted by @Lord_Voldemort7 at Halloween, and, to be honest, I can't say I blame him.

THE SHOCKING TRUTH IS FINALLY REVEALED.

But what's happened today? Literally nothing. Highlight of the day was dropping a tomato into my brother's soup because he dropped an oatcake into mine. We love each other really.

Hmm. I have homework to do now. Now the most exciting of blog posts, but a bit happier than my last one! So goodbye, au revoir, auf widersehen and I will leave you with this:
It is: 47 days
          11 hours
          7 minutes
Until Christmas.

CHRISTMAAAAAAAAAAAS!

muchlove♥

Saturday 6 November 2010

November 6th

Today is an odd day.

Possibly due to a bad day yesterday.

To everyone who's parents are still together, you have no idea how fucking lucky you are. Because mine aren't and it fucking sucks. I'm sure most other kids who find themselves having responsibilities to two families and feel like they're being pulled in two would agree. I'm just glad that neither my father nor my stepfather have a particularly extended family, otherwise I'd be pulled in four.

Maybe this can lighten the mood.


This is an axolotl. I am going to pur-chase of one and christen it Gordon, or Jeremy.

I went to see a play today. Three plays in one week! THIS play was about these kids in the year above contemplating what's going to happen to them after they leave school, and there's this one guy who feels totally disconnected from the world around him and he basically unravels completely and in the end he tops everyone and gets sent to a mental hospital. It was really good.

But apart from that, I've been a little sad today. I nearly typed 'sod'. I guess I've been that too.

Then I went to a fireworks display, which was amazing. Loved it. Bonfire was warm and so was the mulled wine. Mmmm.

But it's late now, and dark. I don't like winter. At all.

I suppose I should be glad for the fact that Stephen Fry is back on Twitter.

Much love. ♥

Friday 5 November 2010

November 5th

Goodness me! What a busy week. I haven't blogged since Monday! Can I put four days of blogs in one blog? I wonder...


Well, on Tuesday, I went to see Birdsong as part of my English course...which was ok. Long. And confusing. Who the hell is Francoise?! But the acting was good and the play grew on me as it went on. It was a little odd because we were sat in the Royal Circle, round the side, so half the stage was cut off. And there were poles in the way. Who designed this theatre? But overall it was good. Think I'll have to read the book though.

QUOTE OF THE NIGHT:
Anthony: 'Miss Sherry, you know the bit when he ran away from her? What were they doing?'
Miss Sherry: *looks awkward and slightly bemused* 'Well, when a man and a woman love each other very much, Anthony...'

Anyway, so I got back very late on Tuesday and did not blog.

On Wednesday...I don't know, what did I do on Wednesday? I can't remember. We finished Journey's End for English (hooray - couldn't stand it any longer) and started on Blackadder.

Is analysing Blackadder a good or a bad thing? I thought that painstakingly going through and annotating sheet after sheet in ridiculous detail and preposterous reasons for why Richard Curtis and Ben Elton have put this or that in this particular part of the episode or why Baldrick is portrayed as doing this or why General Melchett represents that would ruin Blackadder forever. Actually, my love for Blackadder is causing me either to not see these fascinating insights or disagree with them wholeheartedly.

Conclusion? Blackadder should not be on the AS Level English Literature syllabus. I highly doubt that Curtis and Elton would be pleased to know that their fine craftsmanship is being picked apart by a hormone-driven pack of adolescents who never cease to pretend they know what they're talking about, myself included. Why can't we watch and enjoy? That's what the series was made for, entertainment! So was Shakespeare! Willy himself would probably be turning in his grave if he knew that Macbeth was being critiqued in such high detail by inattentive thirteen-year-olds who would really prefer to be somewhere else.

Yesterday I went to see Sweeney Todd on stage, isn't that exciting?

SWING YOUR RAZOR WIDE, SWEENEY, HOLD IT TO THE SKIES, FREELY FLOWS THE BLOOD OF THOSE WHO MORALISE.

Isn't it juicy? :D I think Sweeney Todd has to be my favourite musical. For weeks I've said it was West Side Story, but I forgot how good Sondheim is. I wish it was done more often. Partly because I quite fancy playing Mrs Lovett one day.


Look at the despair! Isn't he just a sex god? Shame the film cut out all of the chorus songs. They're juicy.

So, I got back very late yesterday, and did not blog.

Today I spilled my coffee all over the common room floor. I paid 70p for that!
Suggestion for coffee machine: Those things you get in coffee shops that stop you from burning your hands. It's simple, really.
So that kinda ruined my day until I got full marks on a Psychology homework...for which I was quite chuffed.

Isobel Thomas makes the best cake. It looked like this:


Just with smaller stuff on the top. And there was cream in the middle.

IT WAS LUSH.

MAKE MORE, PLEASE.

I also did the best spoonerism yesterday: 'It's fine, Mum, I already have a clicking tock.'

This has been a long post. I congratulate you if you have read down to here. Expect a freebie bag containing many useful things that are really totally useless, like a pencil. Seriously, who gets a pencil for a prize? Bring me chocolate, evil minion.

Much Love ♥

Monday 1 November 2010

November 1st

OMIGOSH WHAT A STRESSFUL DAY


As stressed as this guy? Not quite. But the scenario is much the same. Moral of the story is do your work when it's set. And then I had to get up in the middle of the night and broken sleep is never a good thing...as I discovered when I woke up this morning at quarter to eight.

MY TRAIN IS AT HALF PAST SEVEN.

Luckily, mum was there to drive me there. And then I had a music theory lesson in my free. But this wasn't too bad, I'm quite looking forward to my next one!

Oooh oooh oooh, I found out I was on Spotify yesterday! It was ever so exciting, until the idea came to me that if it was ever available to buy from Spotify, cause it isn't at the moment (phew!) I may not necessarily get any money for it. I felt a court case coming on. But then I phoned my promoter and gig-getter Phil who told me not to worry - it's all linked to Reverbnation and I would get the same amount of money for my songs off Spotify than I would iTunes! Yaaay!

Who can know the thoughts of Mary-Jane? I don't know, Nick, you tell me ♫♥

*taps toes*

I need inspiration for my music composition! Anyone know any good military march music?

muchlove♥