March 7th

SO.

School, home, Oblivion. And I got a bit addicted.

*goes back to game*

Theatre tomorrow! Journey's End in Richmond, should be a laugh :)

LATERS. ♥

March 6th

Oh, Sunday. How we love you. How quickly we then realise that you're the last day until Monday.

Seriously, I am dreading tomorrow.

Or maybe I'm not. I have a Biology mock. I haven't revised. And I don't really care that much either.

So yesterday I was in France for about three hours...but it was awesome :D I bought two new pairs of jeans and some vinyl stickers for my guitar, which were:
- That yellow smiley face which is awesome
- Sgt Pepper logo
- The Che Guevara picture. Yes, I know he killed thousands of people, but it's an awesome photo.
- Abbey Road
- Albert Einstein with his tongue sticking out.

I think if I have to carry on much longer with this blog I might die of sleepiness.

Have an onion. Oh no, I've already done onions. Have a swede. Have three swedes.

♥

March 4th

This isn't gonna be an overly long post, as I have to get up at half three tomorrow because I'm going to Lille on a trip (Y)

So, today?

Nothing really happened today.

Really the only reason I'm blogging is because I know I'll get picked up on it tomorrow.

'PHOEBE WHY DIDN'T YOU BLOG, YOU SILLY PERSON?!'

I'd rather not have that at five in the morning. That's not cool.

Although today I watched a bit of Horizon...and am now paranoid that nothing is real.

O_o

Sleepy byes now. Happy dreaming. If you have nightmares, then happy not sleeping. I suggest learning how to lucid dream. If you can lucid dream AND you have nightmares, then happy getting rid of your nightmares. If you can lucid dream and you don't have nightmares, jump off the nearest building, fly to my house and teach me how to do it.

Cute sleeping baby?

I miss my innocence.

♥

March 3rd

Tired, work, calling Anthony in a bit and didn't blog yesterday because I was at the opeeraaaaaaaah.

Last two days in a nutshell.

Love♥

March 1st

The sun is shining, it's a lovely day
A perfect morning for a kid to play
But you've got lots of bills to pay
What can you do?
You work real hard and the pay's real low
And every hour goes oh so slow
And at the end of the day there's nowhere to go
But home to Avenue Q.


I was only going to post the first two lines, but then the music got stuck in my head so I had to write out the rest of the verse :D

I HAVE RETURNED TO BLOGGING.

I don't know, I just haven't been in the mood for it I guess. But March is here and I'm suddenly feeling a little more optimistic :)

Last night I decided to get changed into the clothes I wore today because then I wouldn't have to waste time getting dressed in the morning. Genius.

Also today, my beloved jeans, the only pair I really ever wear, split up the back while I was getting on my bike *sadface* But just now I sewed them up, or attempted to. I don't know how long they'll last before breaking again. I haven't dared to put them back on :)

If you're the slightest bit squeamish, I apologise in advance for the next leg of my post.

Anyone know anything about piercings?

My belly button looks like this and I'm starting to get a little worried.














Does this look infected to anyone? It's also weeping quite a bit, but the fluid is clear, not cloudy. Almost like water. It's very inflamed and can hurt when I move it. I've been disinfecting it and all that stuff and I really don't want to take it out as it's such a pretty bit of jewelry! Also I had to repierce it because it had closed up a little, which included putting a new bar in because the ball had fallen off the original bar.

Would appreciate a bit of advice!

Here's to March, and Happy St David's Day!

You live on Avenue Q
Your friends do too
You are twenty two
And you live on Avenue Q.

February 22nd

Ok, so I have to blog now, otherwise Anthony will make me dance to any song of his choice on Just Dance 2.

BRING IT.

So quickly, because I said I was going to bed about two hours ago:

Today, I went to my Nanna's and got mauled by a cat, who scratched my chin and ripped up my jeans. Nice.
Also today, I started making some YouTube covers before my camera ran out of battery. -___- So videos will have to be later this week! :)
Also also today, I discovered 4chan. Shortly afterwards I decided never to visit 4chan again.

IS THAT ENOUGH FOR YOU ANTHONY?!

Oooh! I also had a three way MSN conversation with Sarah and Anthony. Now for a phone conversation. Mwahahaha. >:)

A photo for today? Hmm...

It's a lime, bitch. Deal with it.

Oh, before I go - I HAVE LOST TWITTER FOLLOWERS.

What was it? Was it something I said? Am I generally just not an interesting person?

Don't answer that. Just follow me. @phoebejohanne.

Lovelovelove♥

February 21st

PHALLUS WARS.

Ahem.

So today I went to Wokingham with Anthony, Alice and Zahrah which was IMMENSE FUN.

Antics included:

Taking Anthony round the whole of Wokingham because he had never been there before and it was funny because he had no idea. Thank you to Ellie for giving me the idea (Y)
Cafe Nero with Alice and Anthony
The new sweet shop which has just opened (IT'S AWESOME, GO. NOW. I COMMAND YOU)
Brown Bag. More coffee shops, yes. And big chats with Anty about stuff 'n' shit ^_^
THIS.

Then Anthony came back to my house where we watched Old Spice commercials and played Super Smash Bros Brawl and Just Dance 2.

BUT.

Isn't it nice to have a big long bitch about people to your best friend?

I say it is.

Good night ^_^ ♥

February 20th

Woohoo! 2000 views! ^_^

I've been neglecting my blog recently. It's been a bit difficult to keep it up. Plus I can never be bothered.

I HAVE DISCOVERED A NEW FAVORITE ARTIST. Don't worry, Nick, you're still up there in the top five :D

This is Sinéad Lohan. And this is her singing: To Ramona - Bob Dylan cover

She has the most sublime, emotive, wonderful, enchanting, relaxing, delectable, natural...I could go on and on. Best Irish accent ever. And where is she now? She hasn't done anything since 2001. This saddens me. It's a bit like Nick Drake, who only made three albums and that was all that it should have been. Go listen to her :D

I've decided I'm going to start doing some videos of music stuff, so if anyone has any requests, tweet me or leave a comment or Facebook me :)

And now I shall leave you to your rest.

Everything passes, everything changes.


♥

February 16th

So, LEGGED it to the station this morning and caught the train on time. YES.
School was boring.
Bought myself some Reese's peanut butter and chocolate cupcakes to cheer myself up. These are LUSH. Buy them.
Found this piece on YouTube: this peice is leik awsum
Had a gig at Jagz which went ok.
Came home
SLEEP.

I asked her would she be me lass, and I'd take her out on Sunday,
To my delight, she says 'I might', Oh, me bonny Gateshead lass.


♥

February 15th

SO. TIRED. BED. NOW. ♥

February 14th

Right, so, I ought to start writing this thing, oughtn't I?

Recently I've noticed I talk more like something out of a 19th Century fiction novel everyday. Maybe not out loud, but in my head I talk like I'm some confirmed bachelor living in a castle, riding a horse across some fields everyday. Maybe I keep my nymphomaniac wife in the attic too.

Today: Got to school late (again), Psychology (where she moved everyone round and made me giggle inside about her stupid haircut), English (satire and 'Oh! What A Lovely War' which I am now very tempted to go and buy now), Biology (more boredom. Something about Biology messes up my concentration span) and Music (where we got a dressing down from Stevo about work and stuff).

Not in the mood to write a proper blog.

♥

February 13th - Defective Condoms

Blame Thomas. He's the one who said it.

So I didn't just watch the whole of Thomas' VLife #1 with the captions on...

Here are my favourites.

Black People

A Hypothetical Monday

Karaoke at 12. Be there or be square.

Democrats Say It

The Morning Booking Development Business

Portland, Oregon.

Is Portland in Oregon? I have no idea. Needless to say it amused me for quite a bit :D

Today I decided to give up on education and pursue a career in glassblowing. Is is sad that I actually went and researched courses in glassblowing?

Also today, I made a list of things to do this year:

So, expect to see all of these crossed off by the time it's 2012 :D

Yesterday, I had an awesome evening out with Harry at Nandos, where, we saw two people we knew and he very sneakily paid for half the meal. After I said that I was paying for all of it *fume*

But anyway, then we went to Krispy Kreme and got heart shaped doughnuts. In a totally unromantic way, of course.

Yup. That's it.

It's Valentine's Day tomorrow.

I can hear the vomiting already.

♥

January 10th - Egypt is Officially Fuming. And it's February. That's twice I've done this now.

Wow. So. Mubarak's speech? *facepalm*

So he's handing most of the power over to his vice-president. Big deal. It's pretty safe to say that Egypt is a little bit peeved. ANGER.

So I have a few photos to show you that I couldn't (be bothered to) over the past few posts, so, here they are:

This is Anthony. We were waiting for Mr Dominoes Man to turn up with our pizza when he realised he'd done this and requested that I put it up on the blog (Y)

This is the face I made out of stolen plasticine. The hair is necessary.

Today, Anthony took a bite out of his apple and it looked like a heart. N'aaw ^_^

Also today, I received a U for a Biology test. 28% is a U?! YAY FOR FAILURE.

Last weekend, I found this on the train - it's in a European language, I think Eastern European. I think it's a bus ticket? Where do they use Krone as currency? Probably my best find :D

So yes. I have finally worked out how to get pictures from my Blackberry to my computer :)

TODAY: Music, English, Biology, Free, Free, English Lecture about modernist literature. James Joyce, what the hell? *seeks professional help*

*seeks professional help on behalf of Mr. Joyce*

Actually I learned a lot. Now strongly inclined to go and read Jacob's Room by Virginia Woolf.

Now to wait for Thomas to put up his VLOG. Exciting stuff (Y)

And the songbirds keep singing like they know the score.

LOVE.♥

February 9th

Well, I suppose I'd better write this thing now...ho hum *trundles on with life*

So (again with the so. I should really think of a better way to introduce my day), as today was CE day for the year 13s, I had an off-site work day (day off), in which I completed (didn't) the work which was given to me (wasn't).

Actually, I woke up at quarter past nine from a slightly unpleasant dream which was so realistic in terms of its dialogue that I had to decide whether it was a dream or not. As my mother had been away for the past couple of days and therefore couldn't possibly have had this conversation with my step-dad and I, I decided that it didn't happen and I had dreamt it. I hope. :S

I had breakfast and watched Jeremy Kyle, in which everyone was actually pretty good looking for once and all the guys were good guys who didn't cheat on their girlfriends in the end. BORING. Then I watched This Morning, in which the guy off The Apprentice was talking about Twitter and stuff. I got annoyed that I had never watched it before. It's amazing. But not as good as Loose Women. And definitely not as bitchy as Come Dine With Me.

Then I decided I should do some work, as this is what this day off was meant to be for. So I made lunch, ate lunch, watched an extremely gory vampire film, learnt a song, played said song, practised another very difficult song, started working, got bored, played guitar again, worked a bit more and started writing this. My day and procrastination in a nutshell.

Yeah...nothing else happened. Except I was going to tidy my room and find the cable for my Blackberry so I could show you all the plasticine face I made out of stolen plasticine, but, as you can see, I didn't.

OH MY GOSH, WATERLOO ROAD IS BACK ON. Oh, the drama that goes on in the grim north :D

So what in the world's come over you?
What in heaven's name have you done?


Laters.♥

February 8th

Ah, Tuesday. You are the skidmarks on the underpants of life.

Is it just me, or does anyone else assign emotions or colours or stuff like that to days of the week? And my computer just put a red line under 'colours'. FUME.

See, Monday would be kind of red. And Mondays are alright to be honest; yeah, it's not nice getting up really early after a weekend but you at least feel ready for the rest of the week ahead :)
Tuesday: Blue. I HATE TUESDAYS. It is the most god-awful day of the week. Expansion on this theme later.
Wednesday: Orangey. Wednesdays are good because it's starting to get towards the end of the week now :)
Thursday: Kinda green. I like Thursdays, because the next day is Friday, and also I finish for the day at 12:00 on week 2. Yay!
Friday: Blue again, but kind of a deeper blue. Friday is good because it's finally the end of the week and it's the weekend!
Weekend: The whole weekend is probably yellow. Saturdays are marginally better than Sundays, because Sunday is usually the panic day when you realise you've got a ton of work to do which you didn't do yesterday and probably should have done.

I've just realised that my colours don't match my emotions about the day. Never mind :)

Today: Citizenship, English, Biology practical exam, Psychology, Year 8 English class, stayed after school to catch up on Biology work and then came home, marveled at the Google homepage and made a plasticine head. Out of plasticine which I borrowed from the Science department. Shh. Also, would put up a picture, as I hoped to now that Anthony has sorted out my media card, but now I can't find my cable for the computer. Expect pictures tomorrow ^_^

And then I had a thought. Get rich quick scheme. NICOTINE FREE CIGARETTES.

Think about it! No addiction, which means you're less likely to become dependent on them, which means you're less likely to get lung cancer and less people die. Yay!

Of course, I had considered the eventuality that someone else may have already thought of this idea and put it into action. And they have.

Actually, I don't think they look that bad. They probably taste a lot nicer. Considering I like the taste of cigarettes. And probably a lot healthier too. I want some. (Y)

One more thing before I leave you all to your rest: Qwerty. That is all.

And if one day you should see me in the cloud
Lend a hand and lift me to your place in the cloud.


LOVE♥

UPDATE: I just realised I didn't expand on my skidmarks theory about Tuesday. Apologies ^_^

February 7th

Oh, hi! It's been...three evenings with no blog? *slaps wrist*

Well, my weekend was filled with work (*cough* procrastination *cough*) and stuff, so nothing exciting. Except I had a phone conversation with Harry which was lovely. YES to Nandos on Saturday :D

So, my day: I woke up at five and didn't get up until quarter to six, when I went downstairs, made myself some soup for lunch, had coffee and ate breakfast - all before 6:40 which I thought was a bit of an achievement. Despite my early start, I still didn't make it to my usual half past seven train so was consequently late again.

First, theory. Blegh. Couldn't concentrate properly even with my coffee fix and a large bowl of Crunchy Nut Clusters.
Next, Psychology. More conformity. Character traits which make you less likely to conform. Actually I got a little annoyed, because one of the traits was if you were a social hero - you were just programmed to go against the grain and not conform. So she asked us which people we knew in history who were social heroes, such as Mandela, Gandhi, Pankhurst etc. And I said Hitler.

Which was a fair point, if you think about it. Ok - maybe Hitler wasn't a hero as such. But he still forced his way through what most people thought and turned what he thought into what everyone else thought and set up the Nazi Party. Which, in a way, was still resisting conformity because he didn't do what everyone else did. It's like retrograde social heroism. And it's all relative too - people in the Nazi Party would have considered Hitler a social hero because he set about doing what they all believed in. They all believed in purifying Germany and attempting to create a master race for the greater good. For HIS greater good, anyway. Hitler was a fantastic leader. He was one of the most effective and determined leaders this world has ever seen. Completely evil, yes. And he did unforgivable things. But he was brilliant.

Plus he was pretty striking. And eeeeeever so slightly good looking. I mean, look at the tash and the imposing glare!

I AM IN NO WAY AFFILIATED WITH NOR DO I SUPPORT THE NAZI PARTY

Rant over. >_<

Then English, by which time I was starting to wax a bit as my first break would be at twelve. Concentration started waning and right now, I cannot remember anything other than Harry telling Miss Kear that he loved her in Latin. In several different ways. That's how much he means it.

After that, Biology, in which I really started to lose my energy. THERE WAS A NEW GIRL. *shifty eyes* Seriously though, you'd have thought after a hearty breakfast, a multi-grain bar and a few cups of cream of tomato soup I'd be made for the rest of the day! But no. No energy whatsoever. Zap. Bang. Gone. zZzZzZz.

MUSICA. Doss for the whole lesson, right? WRONG. COMPOSING COMPOSING COMPOSING. Ten weeks and my composition is nowhere near finished. *bites nails*

Lastly, I have to ask what on earth everyone's going to do without Silent Witness? I'm like dying here.

Rollin' up, oh, rollin' down

We'll all get drunk in Tilbury Town

Twenty four hours to turn around

Rollin' down the river.

MUCHLOVE♥

UPDATE: Ok, perhaps I was wrong about the 'great leader' stuff. But you get my point about the conformity, right? :)

February 3rd

RIGHT! Quickly post everything, I've just found out my internet's now going to be cut off at 10 from now on!

*huddles in corner and cries*

Apologies for no post yesterday. I didn't feel like one. Although I probably should have done, as it was the singing competition last night and I felt quite pleased with myself afterwards ^_^

And I got a nice s'tifcat :D

Today, quickly quickly, only thirteen minutes left:
ACTUALLY GOT TO SCHOOL ON TIME *fanfare*
Harmony lesson
English - timed essay. More of a fail than the mock mock done yesterday. And Jess made a conversation between us awkward by saying it was awkward. IT WASN'T AWKWARD UNTIL YOU SAID IT WAS AWKWARD. ♥
Biology - zZzZzDEADzZzZzZzMOREDYINGzZzZzZzZzSLEEPPLEASEzZzZzZzZz...
Psychology - more obedience and screw you effects.
Free - Jessie J and prank calling from Mia. Oh shit. I've just landed you in it. Sorry :)
Read a bit more of Les Miserables. You know what Victor Hugo has taught me? Phantasmagoria is a word. It's a real word. No matter how many times my phone tries to correct it.
Came home
Curry for dinner (Y)
Blog :)

I would put a picture up of Anthony's water bottle trick, but unfortunately it's on my BlackBerry and I have still not figured out how the hell to get pictures up on my computer. Instead, please enjoy this rather demonic representation of Aristotle.

Wasn't it good?
Wasn't he fine?
Isn't it madness
He can't be mine?


He needs his fantasy and freedom
I know him so well.


Two minutes left. Get in. ♥

February 1st

IT'S NOT JANUARY ANYMORE *throws arms in air and hugs nearest stranger*

Ok, that's the end of my cheeryness.

Today I:
Overslept
Got into school at ten
Dissected a heart in Biology
Music composition
Obedience in Psychology
Home early
Singing practice
Whistle practice
Did nothing for two hours
Blog.

No energy for anything.

Yes yes yes, stop whining and all that...

APPROACH TO LIFE AT THE MOMENT:

People who know me will (or might...) know that I gained a bit of a reputation a while back for being moody and miserable all the time, not joining in with what my friends are doing, cancelling things at the last minute and generally not caring. Then it got better over the summer. Then it started to decline again.

Haha.

I've come up with a philosophy. I think it ties in with the phrase 'just because someone suffers more than you, it doesn't mean that you don't suffer'. I'm not saying I'm suffering, but...

It doesn't matter what situation you're in, how bad or devastating it might be, or how simple or mild, if you cannot cope with it, you've got a problem.

But what does this matter?! Oh, what matters? I mean, really?

And I had such a wonderful day yesterday. Don't Judge! ^_^

Love to all, pinch punch first of the month, passed 1600 views earlier :) ♥

January 30th

Gosh, January nearly over already?! 1 down, 11 to go :)

Today was a Sunday. Usually my Sundays go along the lines of doing nothing for the whole day and then panicking because I haven't done any work, consequently staying up until some godforsaken hour trying to get all of my work done. Today, however, was no such day!

(Anthony went skiing on Mont Blanc. I do know where he went.)

So today, I got up, had breakfast, played my whistle for about two hours, did homework, came home, had a lovely evening with Thomas doing The Sound of Music cockney style. O_o

Feeling a LITTLE more prepared for this Sandhurst thing tomorrow! (I don't even know where we're playing yet...)

So...yeah.

I can go to bed now. I have no work to do.

Anthony is requesting that I write about how amazing his return was back to England. He broke his glasses. Silly boy.

This is an aubergine.

♥

January 29th

WELL HAI ^_^

So Anthony's gone and left me for some godforsaken place which I don't even know the name of (it's probably in Europe, in which case I do know...) having the time of his life skiing. WELL I HOPE YOU'RE HAVING A JOLLY OLD TIME. *sulks*

Something I have noticed I do in my blogs. I say 'so' a lot.

So, today. Today it was my dad's birthday (he'll never forgive me for telling you all how old he is, so I've got to keep schtum) so we went out for lunch in town where I had possibly the largest pizza I have ever eaten. It was one of those calzone pizzas that ae folded over, yeah? It looked like a very large haggis. A sheep stomach, in effect.

Then we went to see The King's Speech (yes, again) in which I noticed three continuity errors which I didn't before:

1. Putting the toy plane together. One scene he's got his brush in the glue, then it switches and he's putting the glue onto the plane with the speed of light.

2. After making the speech. Puts his coat on. Collar sticks up. Pushes it down. Switches to Geofforey Rush. Switches back to Colin First and the collar's back up. O_o

3. Walking back after making the speech. This is an audio one.
'Congratulations Sir.'
'Thank you.'
Then it switches to a close up of Colin and the same audio clip is repeated. And Colin doesn't move his mouth either?

Other than that, I think it was better the second time around for some reason :)

Talking of the King's Speech, I have a request for Thomas...?

This is the opening music for the film, and it's gorgeous... The King's Speech
Yes, it has the same title as the film. And try to ignore the strings. But it's really lovely and doesn't sound to difficult...? I'd be ever so chuffed if you'd learn it for me :)

Then I came home and had ham, egg and chips for tea because they're my dad's favoruite ^_^

WHO'S BEEN WATCHING MY BIG FAT GYPSY WEDDING?!

It's insane! Where the hell do they get all their money from?! For this, for example:

Ok, so maybe this isn't a wedding. But it is a holy communion. Yes, you'd dress up - but you'd dress up as if you were going to church, not a pantomime version of the Ascot races. It's almost as bad as Katie Price's dresses when she decides to get married to someone:

How the hell is he going to be able to dance with her in that?

It took half an hour to get those photos up. Computer kept crashing and in the end I had to switch browsers from Mozilla Firefox to Google Chrome. Google Chrome is better.

Blog tomorrow xx ♥

January 28th

Well hello boys and girls!

Before I start, may I say a warm welcome to my reader in Singapore...? Make yourself at home, help yourself to a cup of tea and a humbug :)

Ugh, this week has actually been really stressful. And to top it off a bit, I saw this on Facebook the other day which rattled my cage a bit:

ATTENTION!!!! ALL UGLY B*tchES STOP HATIN ON THE SEXY ONES! NO MAN WANTS AN UGLY CHICK, LET ALONE AN UGLY CHICK WHO'S A HATER!

Ok, first of all, what the fuck?

You don't say this to people!

This type of thing really annoys me. I mean, yeah, we all say we never judge on appearances and every one of us does. Your first impression of someone comes within the first seven seconds of knowing them, whether you like it or not. We all judge on appearances. But this is different. It's discrimination. It's not ok to tell a black person to 'stop hatin' on white people, when the majority of them clearly don't, or to tell a Muslim to 'stop hatin' on Christian people, or vice versa, for that matter. It's a simple moral matter about telling fat people to 'stop hatin' on thinner people. But it's ok to tell someone who can't help their physical appearance to 'stop hatin on the sexy ones'? It's ok to make fun of someone because of what they look like? Well, news, people - THAT'S FUCKING OFFENSIVE. And rude to boot.

My second point is the phrase 'NO MAN WANTS AN UGLY CHICK'. Leaving Susan Boyle out of the equation for a minute, this is just nonsense. Most people in this world are not sexy. From the way this person writes, I assume that they're some adolescent kid who's idea of sexy is Megan Fox and Angelina Jolie. Together. My idea of sexy is Renee Zellweger in her Bridget Jones days. Not some orange slut in denim shorts and a wet t-shirt. And the fact is that these women, even to men, are just fantasies - not people you'd fall in love with and spend the rest of your life with. They're for a night in Vegas or a quickie down an alleyway. So the idea that 'NO MAN WANTS AN UGLY CHICK' is absurd because a) most people are not sexy and b) men don't tend fall in love with sexy women anyway. If you refuse to look past what a person looks like and get to the person they are within, you will never find someone to be with because you'll be looking for your idea of perfection. I hate to burst your bubble, but your idea of perfection does nott exist in the real world. It exists in Hollywood and porn after various nose jobs and breast enhancements, and that is not my idea of perfection. It's not even my definition of sexy.

So, in response to your ridiculous statement, I have to say that if I was a boy, I would rather date a fat chick with tons of personality than a sexy one with none at all.


Also, you're allowed to use the word 'bitches'. It isn't taboo.

RANT OVER. :)

Now I'm off to eat a bagel. Night, B*tchES. ♥

January 27th

Woohoo! An earlier post :D

So, today, I made toad-in-the-hole with my mummy :') It was actually quite nice. Like toady cupcakes/fairy cakes/muffins. ^_^

Today? Best day of my two week timetable. All of my lessons until first break and then frees for the rest of the day. Nice ;)

Music - composing. Had Hannah listen to my piece and critique it, and vice versa. Wasn't as bad as I thought it would be :)

English - zZzZzohSHITpresentationZzZzZz...

Biology - Lungs lungs lungs. I had a go on the spirometer to work out my lung capacity. Apparently it's normal.

Then frees, except they weren't really frees because I had a shitload of work to do for Mr Shields (which failed because I hadn't got my booklet) so I'm doing them now.

Hooray for all nighters! -_-

So anyway, I heard this joke, like, a week ago, and I think I mentioned it on my blog last Friday when I went out for a meal with Thomas...?

What do you call a Russian with three testicles?

...

Hujinikabolakoff.

...

Say it out loud.

...

...

Funny, no? *overdramatic laugh*

Sweet dreams. I woke up this morning and spent three minutes listening to my alarm tone because I didn't think it sounded like my normal alarm tone, decided I was dreaming and thought it would go away soon enough.

♥

January 26th - Part Two of Two

So. Yes. King's Speech was amazing.

Perhaps it didn't deserve TWELVE Oscar nominations though?!

Just my opinion. Although Colin Firth was b-b-bloody excellent.

Oh no, he doesn't stammer when he swears. Fuck fuck fuck and...tits.

Just a little quote for people who still want to see it :)

Ahaaa, my tin whistle came today. SO EXCITED. It's green and I have a tune book to go with it too. Still haven't decided whether I'll keep it up. I bought a fairly cheapy one so if all else fails I can give it to the charity shop ^_^

So, yeah. Bit tired. Go and see The King's Speech. I was sat there for the whole film trying to work out who the guy who played Lionel Logue was, and then I realised it was the guy who plays Captain Barbossa in Pirates of the Caribbean.










I know which one I prefer.

N'night :) ♥

January 26th - Again With The Part One of Two

Very late, very late, sorry for no post yesterday, King's Speech, have to leave, like, now, late late late late late post later telling you all about my lovely day and how much I love you all xxxx ♥

January 24th

Ok. First of all. WHAT THE HELL SILENT WITNESS?!

I sat there in COMPLETE SHOCK.

And Harry had the audacity to ask me if I was going to watch Glee. *indignant snort*

Oh my WORD. God save us all. ------------->

So, today? Gonna tootle off to bed ASPA...SAAP...ASAP so just a quick...

Missed my train

Theory lesson

Psychology - more obedience and Nazis

English - B-e-l-i-e-f. Like Beef, but with an LI.

Biology - osmosis. Same bloody practical we did for GCSE coursework, except today we used discs instead of lengths of potato. OMFG EXCITING. -_-

Music - composing. Er...

Worked at school until six

Zee and her hairclip

Got home

Had tacos ^_^

Had the BEST conversation with my estranged best friend ♥

Watched Silent Witness

Wrote this

Sexy?

We love you Harry Cunningham :'( ♥

I have something to rant about. Something I saw on Facebook. But I'm going to keep you waiting until tomorrow. Because I'm mean like that.

Love! ♥

January 23rd

Evening all. First I'd like to apologise for no blog yesterday - I had a gig and got back very very late. Reading loves me ^_^

Actually, it could have been awful. I got to the venue, which was at South Street Arts Centre (which is apparently quite prestigious) and my throat immediately tightened up at the size of the stage, which was massive compared to the stages I've played at before. Then, when I was starting, I started singing and I had something in my throat, which made me splutter a bit, so I stopped singing and said 'Jesus'. Luckily they laughed. Then I started again, got two seconds into it and realised that I 'haven't plugged the bloody thing in!' This was a tad embarrassing, but it was all good in the end, as I sold all nine of the CDs that I brought with me. An accomplishment :D

Today was a good day :D

I got up at half nine, did nothing for a bit, and then had breakfast. Damson jam for the win ^_^

Then Johanna came over for a nice catch up, which was lovely, and we walked my dogs. Then I walked her back to her house with a torch with the power of a million candles (Rhod Gilbert reference) and walked back home. It was SO nice to see her again :)

Then I came back home and watched a programme about cannabis. Which was really interesting. Designed to inform rather than discourage :)

Ok, so WHAT was Holly Willoughby wearing on Dancing on Ice today?! She looked like a Roman. Couldn't find a picture of it anywhere. Dancing on Ice is a strange programme. What struck me as odd is that Emma Bunton was judging it. Emma Bunton is as qualified to judge ice skating as Alesha Dixon is to judge dancing, i.e. not at all.

Oooh, just reading Thomas' blog. I HAD ROAST BEEF TOO. With yorkshires ^_^

Vlogging looks like fun. This one was particularly humerous today: Thomas and The Mega Bitch

Night night :D ♥

January 21st

So today was a mixture of days...days? I mean emotions :) Maybe I should write this tomorrow, nobody reads my blog if I post it too late.

NO. I shall set myself to the task. Write write write.

I was thinking I should buy some stuff to decorate my room with? I mean, I already have loads of stuff covering the walls, but you can only have so many sentimental photographs. I want this poster:

It has all the things that people say that were actually written by Shakespeare, such as the word Hoodwinked.

So it was T-day today, meaning that you were supposed to come in as something beginning with T. T? Why T? Because the money was going to the Tirabad trip. Was it? I have no idea where the money was actually going, but I duly paid my pound and came in as a toddler. Dummy and everything :D

Free: Biology work which didn't even need to be done
Biology: More boring cell stuff. Signalling n' shit. -_-
English: Actually quite fun, doing the stuff we should have done while Fordy was ill. Whoops :)
Psychology: Hmm. No comment. Nothing happened. We learned.
Music: FAIL. We had a test and I failed. End of story. Proceeded to repeatedly snap the metal bit of a hairband against my wrist for the remainder of the lesson. Bye bye Music A level.

But my day was radically improved by going out to Pizza Express with Thomas (LINKTOBLOG;readreadread ^_^) where our conversations included a brief reflection on Gavin the flower,  the way we sit, people we hate/slightly dislike, jobs and lack of them, weird facial expressions and, of course, Hujanikabollakoff. I think, overall, about half an hour was spent trying to catch waiter's eyes so they could serve us. -_-

Suddenly started feeling really lovey and fuzzy. I think I should go to bed before it spreads.

HUGSTOALL♥

January 20th

Happy Thursday everyone :)

In smiley language, my day kinda went like this: -_-  -_-  -_- :/ :| :| >:( :| :) :) :D ^_^

Missed my train again and burnt my hand, again. I should just stop going near the coffee machine :)

So, today:
Music - couldn't concentrate. Most awful lesson of my life.
English - still couldn't concentrate. Got better by the end.
Biology - lung tissue. Lung belonging to Philip Harris. :S
Psychology - Obedience and Conformity. Basically, people turn into dictators when they're put in charge.

Woah, I had 1371 views before I clicked the preview button and now I have 1370 view. Something fishy's going on, and I'm not talking about - well. You know >.<

Then I went over to Anthony's for dipper (haha, I win ^_^) where I watched him play Bioshock 2 and Dead Space 2, which is possibly the scariest game ever. You know those famous last words? Anthony's was on 'Oooh, What Does This Button Do' level.
Anthony: *goes into elevator*
Me: I DON'T LIKE ELEVATORS!
Anthony: It's ok, elevators are a safe zone. *monster falls from ceiling to screams from the aforementioned*

I will never enter an elevator again. Possibly because they're called lifts. Stupid American game.

If you can't read that in the picture, it says 'Here, hold my beer and watch this'.

THEN WE WATCHED FIREFLY AND IT WAS AWESOME ^_^ I would advise people to watch it. It's like space/cowboys/monsters/chinese/smuggling/shooting/horses n' shit. WATCH IT :D

Sleep well everyone; Music test tomorrow. Arrrrrghh D':

x♥

January 19th

-_-

I can't concentrate. This was going to be a post about all the wonderful things that happened to me today, i.e. nothing, and instead moaning about the things that did happen to me, such as tripping over a paving slab twice and being mistaken for a boy, twice. But I'm so so so tired I can't. Tired during the day too. Angry and stressed and generally sick of education.

N'night ♥

January 18th

Ok, so my epiphany of seeing many things that I can rant about lasted approximately four hours, and this morning I was back to my usual cynical self. Hurrah!


Those who know me (that's people who know me now, not people who used to know me...I've changed a lot) may not think I'm particularly cynical. I don't know. It tends not to show. As Lady Macbeth said, 'Look like the innocent flower, but be the serpent under't'.


Woah. 15 people have visited my blog in the last hour and I haven't even posted this on Facebook. Am I becoming popular? Unless it's the person who I mentioned yesterday, visiting my blog over and over again. Dude, get a life.


Today was not my day. Today, I:


- Scuffed my new suede shoes (unfortunately not blue)
- Tripped over an askew paving slab
- Got pushed off the blue sofas by Angela
- Felt strangely ill in Biology, throat tightened, got real cold, stomach pains, anxiousness, combined with extreme boredom at having to learn about gaseous exchange
- Burnt my hand on the coffee machine (again...)
- Put my elbow in the coffee that Aimee spilled
- Missed my train back from Camberley


So, all in all, not really the best. The whole day was just this constant feeling you get when you're sharpening a pencil and every time you sharpen it the lead breaks and in the end you have to use it blunt or get a new pencil. I guess you're kinda screwed if you haven't got another pencil.


Does anyone know anywhere that sell exotic pets? Still set on looking after axolotls, can't find anywhere except the pet shop in town and I don't think they sell axolotls. -_-


Oh, Jess would like me to say that yesterday I drew a chicken/turkey with T-Rex arms and T-Rex/Incredible Hulk legs and named it Mike. I would have taken a picture and put it on here, but I have still not got internet on my Blackberry, and consequently am unable. Instead, please feel free to oggle at this mongoose.

FACT FOR THE DAY: Slugs/snails cannot 'walk' backwards. They have to go in the direction they are facing. Slugs/snails are members of the gastrapod family - meaning 'stomach foot'. They 'walk' on their bellies, moving by producing waves of muscular contractions with their foot, which is lubricated with mucus and leaves a characteristic slime trail.


CIAW ♥

January 17th

Hello World. Or, Blogosphere. Or like, I dunno. I have no idea how many people read my blog. Starting to wonder whether it's really that many people or just one person like over and over again. Whoever you are, please get help. It's not healthy. And I'm not very interesting.

I quite like being average. Well - I don't like being average. Being average totally sucks. But I like being...the common man, as it were. I like being able to complain about everyday things, like trains, instead of posh things, like incompetent butlers. The true British spirit.

Thus, I have discovered a new art. Ranting about commonplace things.

Not exactly a new art, as Rhod Gilbert's been doing it for years. However, it is a new art for me, as recently I have been thinking that nothing really happens in life and growing tired of the mundane things. But now, I have seen the light, and I see just how many irritating things I can gleefully moan about.

While we're on the subject of glee, let me talk about Glee. Now, for all the Glee fans out there, I can almost understand your love and adoration for this revolutionary new drama. Almost. Not quite. It's the most cheesy program on the box, and High School Musical was on it before Glee. And it isn't even real cheese. As a wise woman once said to me (i.e. my best friend, @SRHphotographic), High School Musical is the REAL cheese, stuff like Edam, Brie and even, I dare say, Camenbert. However, Glee is not Camenbert. It is not Brie. It is not even Edam. It isn't even a sliver of good old mature Cheddar. It's the stuff you get in the school canteen, that kind of plasticky, just-came-out-of-a-bag cheese. Like Dairylea put in a warm place for a few hours. It's revolting.

Now, I could deal with this. In fact, I considered High School Musical to be of this ilk when it first came out and there was neither hind nor hair of this Glee. However, High School Musical, corny as they may be, at least had the decency to write their own songs. They were allowed to be corny. They were written to be corny. But Glee don't even do this, oh no. They feel the need to steal other people's songs and ruin them instead. Some people call this resourceful. I call it lazy.

Yes, Mr Glee Man. I don't even know if you're in Glee anymore. But yes, you are a loser.

However, I understand that people have a right to their own opinions and the freedom to watch whatever they like on the telly. Even if I do think they're dimwits.

Shall I tell you about my day now? Basically I had no teacher for 3/4 lessons. I say 4 because I had a free first and nobody has a teacher in their frees unless your school is some sort of prison.

No. I shan't tell you about the rest of my day. I shan't tell you that I completed Assassin's Creed yesterday. I shan't tell you that I thought it was a disappointing end and I can't wait to buy the second one to see if it's any better. I like ranting about things. Especially commonplace things. Like trains.

Dear Fat Controller,
If I pur-chase of a ticket allowing me to take advantage of your wonderfully efficient locomotive facilities, I expect to a) be arriving at my destination on time, and b) be able to sit down.

People should get publicly annoyed more. It would provide for a decent show. N'night :) ♥

P.S. The irony is I feel happier today.

January 15th - Part Two of Two

Woah. One word. Actually, two words. Inglourius Basterds.

I know exactly what Tarantino was thinking. 'How many people can I get away with killing in one film?'

Who's seen Burn After Reading? I got the same emotion I got after watching that...the kind of 'What The Hell' response.

Odd, though. Once Hitler went down I couldn't quite take it seriously. Everyone knows how Hitler died and to have it relayed to me completely differently was a bit unacceptable for my brain. Still - a pointless movie to demonstrate pointless actions!

Today I saw a pantomime of Cinderella. I think I referred to Cinders as 'the most annoying female lead ever'. Still, the Oxford Playhouse put on a panto every year and it's nice to go to it and see what they've done. Even if my tweets were filled with hashtags such as #passthebucket.

Next year it's Robin Hood. I'm not quite sure how they're going to do this.

After that, we came back to Dad's and I played Assassin's Creed for a bit. I am not ashamed.

I need some excitement in my life. Or I need to get excited about the mundane things in life that so many people seem to be doing. Anyone got any ideas of exciting and interesting things to do? If you say skydiving, don't worry. That's being planned ;)

Ciaw for Now ♥

January 15th - Part One!

The second time in a row I'm not writing my blog from my own computer :)

Got to bed at one last night, so woke up pretty cranky. It didn't help that my dog woke me up by lying on my chest and crushing me. He is a pretty big dog. It was painful.

Then I packed three bags - school bag, laptop bag, clothes bag - for my train journey to Oxford to see my Dad.

Will post rest later - Inglourius Basterds is on and NOT on pause! See you later ^_^

January 14th

Another...odd day. I couldn't really think of the right way to describe it. I guess I just felt a little disconnected from the whole 'life' thing today. No matter.

In terms of lessons, though, my day was actually marginally better than the rest of the days this week! *cheers* I...dissaggerate? Euphemise? It was actually a lot better than it has been. Not that it's been awful, I've just been bored, again, as usual :)

So first I had a free, in which I did my English homework (two thirds of it...). I think we went a bit to far with giggling about Regeneration... *Alice finishes reading explicit paragraph* 'Is that it?'

Then Biology, which was fairly hassle free. Carrying on with the self study units and shizzle, so no heckling or putting hands up or being asked to answer questions. I guess I just put my head down and worked in silence on my own. And it was nice, considering.

Then, English, with Miss Ford, thank GOD. But she'd lost her voice and was reduced to a whisper for the whole lesson. Oddly enough, Miss Ford whispering was more engaging than Miss Kear talking. Maybe it's because you had to listen harder. But I got my coursework back today too - B. Fairly pleased about that :)

Psychology, which I'd been looking forward to. We were learning about obedience and looked at this experiment which I found absolutely intruiguing and at the same time totally unbelievable. They had two participants (although one wasn't, he was a fake participant, but the real on thought he was a real participant too) who went to Yale university to carry this experiment out, and they put one of the men in front of this machine with lots of switches and the other man in a chair with wires attached to him. The man in front of the switches couldn't see him; he was behind a screen. But the switches indicated voltage levels - when he flipped a switch, the man in the chair would get an 'electric shock' according to which button he pressed. They went from 15V, nothing, to 470V, potentially lethal. There was also an experimentor standing by him, wearing a lab coat, who told him to flip the switches. When he administered the shock, he heard the man 'cry' out - although it wasn't him because they had unstrapped him from the chair and had an old-fashioned tape recorder playing with this man crying out in pain. Their initial prediction was that only 1% of the people doing the experiment would go all the way up to 470V, because only sadists would do that, right?

65% of them went all the way to the top. All because the man in the white coat told them 'It is essential that you carry on with the experiment'.

You see, because he had a white coat on, he was a figure of authority. And these people just did what he said. Of course, they protested, but they still did it. It was shocking. And these were ordinary people, bus drivers, clerks and things. Any one of us might have potentially killed someone because a figure of authority told us to do it. It was scary. And sadistically fascinating. It just shows you that it's not the person, it's the situation that they are in. It explains the Holocaust and Cambodia.

Wow, long post is long. Do I have room to talk about anything else? Well, the only thing I could talk about I guess is Senior Vocal Group. We started learning a new song today. I looked at the music, saw the words 'Joe', 'McElderry', 'Miley' and 'Cyrus' and nearly died on the spot. 'The Climb' is such an annoyingly optimistic song. You're not going to get there, Joe and Miley. Just die. Please. For the good of the nation, and indeed, the world.

WHO REMEMBERS THIS GUY?!

 Am I the only person who does? He suddenly popped into my mind in Biology! His name's Adiboo. He has a dog with a plunger for legs and he taught me how to count ^_^

Night for today. I'm babysitting people today so not sure how much sleep I'll get tonight.

It's the wrong time for somebody new
It's a small crime, and I've got no excuse
And is that alright, yeah?

♥

UPDATE:

Scary ^_^ 

January 13th

Just a quickie today (and early)

Despite having all my lessons in one go in the morning, it was still the slowest day I have ever encountered. I say that about all of my slow days. But this one was really slow.

So first, Music. In which we did no composing, but instead talked about the written aspect of the exam, the sleeve note, or, as I like to call it, three questions of bullshitting about your piece. 'Yes, I totally listened to that before I started composing, yeah, yeah, it totally gave me inspiration'. There were only about four of us because the rest were on study leave for an exam tomorrow, but hey.

English. I refer you to yesterday's blog post. It was much the same as that, with a bit less banter. And the one lesson I actually do some work instead of fooling around, she doesn't ask me to answer any of her questions. I have to just say what I want to say. Annoying, but, we got through it.

Biology. -_-

Oooh, I got my locker key today! Mega excited. Now I don't have to carry my books round ^_^

Then Fego's with Aimee, Angela and Anthony. Being the only person whose name didn't start with an A, I felt a slight outcast. But then Zee joined us, so my outcastness was ended. Yay!

Then Anthony got a Kinder Egg from the newsagents. I would put a photo of the toys, but I still haven't worked out how to get pictures from my Blackberry to my computer. Instead, please feel free to marvel at this chimpanzee cuddling a white tiger.

LOVE AND HUGS FOR ALL ^_^ ♥