Sunday 30 January 2011

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.

Saturday 29 January 2011

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 ♥

Friday 28 January 2011

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. ♥

Thursday 27 January 2011

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.

Wednesday 26 January 2011

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 ♥

Monday 24 January 2011

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! ♥

Sunday 23 January 2011

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 ♥

Friday 21 January 2011

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♥

Thursday 20 January 2011

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♥

Wednesday 19 January 2011

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 ♥

Tuesday 18 January 2011

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 ♥

Monday 17 January 2011

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.

Saturday 15 January 2011

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 ^_^

Friday 14 January 2011

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 ^_^ 

Thursday 13 January 2011

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 ^_^ ♥

Wednesday 12 January 2011

January 12th

Woohoo! First A Level exam EVER! Slightly scary, but I think a day off for revision beforehand worked a treat. Feeling pretty confident about my Psychology grade now ^_^

So after that, a free, where I ate my lunch and got my shoes stolen.

English, which was SUCH a drag. Even if it was full of banter with Jess about Wild Willy of the West, coming at you with his rather large and threatening weapon. I've stopped criticising Miss Kear for her teaching techniques and now I'm criticising her for her monotonous voice. She drones on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on until you fall asleep. I like English, but have little enthusiasm in her lessons. Liven up, Miss, please, for our sake if not for yours!

Then another free. Well, PE. But PE's been taken off my timetable. Medical grounds. And I'm allowed a locker to lighten the load of my bag. I love being physically unhealthy. Yay for disabilities! So instead I sat in the Durning Room and continued reading Les Miserables. Cover to cover. I'm not going to finish it by the time I leave this place. Still, there's always the musical, which I believe has had 25 years on the West End! Congrats to Alain Boubil and Claude-Michael Schoenberg. And Cameron Mackintosh.

Then there was an English lecture on an overview of WW1 (yes, it was definitely English, promise) I have to say if Miss Kear was doing the lecture instead of Mr Metson, I may have just hanged myself from the rafters there and then. Are there rafters in the lecture theatre? I don't think so. I would have found a way; desperate times call for desperate measures.

Overall though, my day was pretty boring. Although I did get into a conversation with Jess and Nick about single sex schools. The phrase that now concequently comes into my mind when thinking of my time at Holt is:


And:


On that note, I shall say goodbye for another day. Again, good luck for all with exams tomorrow! I believe it's Chemistry...?

Question still stands on the YouTube front. Someone give me an opinion...please?!

Tuesday 11 January 2011

January 11th

Revision day for me today *yawns dramatically* Feeling slightly better about my Psychology exam tomorrow now. First A Level exam, whoopee! *cheers sarcastically*

So, got up at half nine, had breakfast, drank peppermint tea, got dressed, tidied room, brushed teeth, cleaned up stuff that I didn't need anymore, and started revising. THAT'S procrastination for ya.

Talking of procrastination, is this not just so true for everyone?

At half past one I stopped for lunch and made myself a ham sandwich, came back upstairs and watched QI for forty five minutes. At five o'clock I had a nap like an old man. I would thoroughly recommend naps.

That's basically my day. I could write an interesting blog post about cats, but I can't be bothered. OH - Dick King Smith died last Tuesday, for people who don't know. He wrote many of my childhood stories, including The Sheep Pig, which was influence for Babe, who everyone knows about. RIP Dickie ♥

Well, I've got to go watch Silent Witness and learn the rest of Sesame Street on the guitar. Ciaw ^_^

Monday 10 January 2011

January 10th

Hello Blogosphere! Have you all had a fantastic Monday? I have!

Actually, my day kinda started last night,  because just as I was drifting off to sleep my brother texted me from the next room saying not really a lot, and in my comatosed state I believed my ring tone was my alarm. I proceeded to groan a bit about how unsatisfactory my sleep had been because I couldn't remember any of it and then realised I hadn't actually fallen asleep yet. Lol.

Not really much to report today, except that Anthony tried to grope me. And succeeded. Much to my annoyance and also delight about having something new to make fun of.

Ooh! I went home early today because there was a power cut in the main block, meaning there was bugger-all we could do in Music so they let us go ^_^

Train ride home was slightly more annoying. There's this woman, on the phone, talking rather loudly about this guy called Ben (I do not know who Ben is) whose house she went round to at one o'clock last night. She said two rather suggestive 'yes'es, told her friend to Google it, and insisted there was 'nothing more to say about that, promise'. Now, I know she wasn't being overly obscene, in fact, not really obscene at all, but it just reminded me of all the people who need to get some tact in their lives and stop broadcasting what they do in bed. It's no one else's business. If you want to tell someone, tell them in private. I don't want to know. Unless you're my significant other. In which case, I most sincerely WOULD like to know. Take this as an advance warning.

Good luck to everyone with exams tomorrow and Wednesday! Fingers crossed :)

900 views ^_^

And if I ever lose my hands
Lose my plough, lose my land
Oh, if I ever lose my hands
I won't have to work no more.

Sunday 9 January 2011

January 9th

Evening everyone. I'm sure, like me (that is, if you're the same age as me), you're all desperately wanting to ask that one simple question: Exams, can I please have my social life back?

Yes! It's that time of the year again, the time of hair pulling, tooth grinding, hand wringing and general stress that is the exam season. Look what I found!

Incidentally, I have the same poster in my room, in the form of a metal plate. I can safely say I have never used it, although I have been sorely tempted on more than one occasion.

So, I'm guessing, for many of you today was a day of cramming for the exam period? My first exam is on Wednesday, Psychology. NOT looking forward to it, but I get Tuesday off so my cramming will come then :)

After waking up this morning from another strange dream, complete with Sherlock Holmes (Benedict Cumberbatch, obviously) and James Bond depicted by a rather sexually appealing black woman dressed like Lara Croft, I got up, had breakfast and watched Miss Marple on ITV3 until twelve. Zoe Wanamaker did it. I knew she was a bad seed right from the off.

Then I had lunch. Recipe for #1 sandwich:
INGREDIENTS
Slice of bread, x3. Unless your bread is flimsy, in which case, Slice of toast, x3.
Mayonnaise, preferably Hellmans.
Pickle. That's pickle, not pickles. That would just be wrong.
Cheddar cheese
Ham

METHOD
You know how to make a sandwich. If you don't, I pity you. If you've never had a sandwich, you're a deprived individual. No, I will not make you a sandwich.

Anyway, ramble ramble ramble...what else did I do today? Oh yes - I did my Biology and a bit of Psychology revision. Then I found this guy: http://www.27bslash6.com/index.html

This is my definition of witty. Devilishly witty. I aspire to be like this guy. Click on the link. You know you want to.

Anyway...I think I should start counting the number of times I say 'anyway'. It's starting to annoy even me, so who knows what it's doing to you.

Anyway #3, I have Theory homework to do, so ta-ta for now and happy examing :) ♥

Saturday 8 January 2011

January 8th

Good evening all! I'm sitting here as stuffed as a chicken fed triple its daily recommendatory intake, decapitated, filled with water, and then stuffed with sage and onion stuffing by a stereotypical housewife. Without the decapitation. Or the housewife.

I had curry for dinner tonight. It was lush ^_^

Anyway...

I had a strange dream last night. It was even stranger that I woke up several times during the dream and then, upon falling asleep, returned to the exact same place that I'd left off. Which I've never done before. It was really odd. I wrote it all down (I'm obsessed with dreams; just don't ask) which took forty five minutes. Forty five minutes to write down a dream! It was about zombies and fighter aircraft.

Anyway #2...

My day was again, pretty boring. I hoovered my floor. Yes, Sarah, I HOOVERED MY FRICKEN' FLOOR! It needed it, really.

Then I got this awesome guitar pattern going on and tried to write lyrics to it and failed. Epically.


NEED IDEAS. -_-

Look, a blue lobster! I love finding strangely coloured animals :D


Ok, so I've been pondering over this for a while (not the lobster).

I already have a YouTube account, and I use it to comment on things and like videos (such as Thomas's Vlog - yay!) but it hasn't actually got any videos on it yet.

So - should I start putting some stuff on?

Not really keen on putting my own stuff on YouTube. One, nobody will see it because no one will be searching for it. Two, I wasn't (not?) happy with my songs being on Spotify, let alone YouTube. Downloading and all that. So...covers?

Let me know ^_^

Three hours from sundown, Jeremy flies
Hoping to keep the sun from his eyes.

Friday 7 January 2011

January 7th

It's the end of the week, and exactly seven days into 2011! Seven down, three hundred and fifty eight to go. Six weeks until half term (Y) Look, a yawning kitten! This is basically me for the whole of this week, except maybe not as cute.

So today? Today I've been incredibly tired, so tired I was on the verge of falling asleep in English. No English banter for Jess and I today (although we had plenty yesterday. Oooh, Siegfried!)

So first off, I had a free, where I did my Biology and Psychology homework, neither of which was asked for. Then I had Biology, which was probably the most boring lesson this academic year. Maybe it's because I'm tired. Then Psychology, which was equally boring, and then English (see above). Then Senior Vocal Group at lunch, which presented itself with the usual doo dooing and da daaing that make up most of the alto and tenor line. Sopranos always get the good bit, the tune, or a nice harmony. And we're stuck with a two note melody. Never mind :)

And then after that, Music. Nothing much to comment about. Except Alex's attacking of Webern's 'music' which led to a philosophical debate about whether the colour red that Alex saw was the same colour red as Stevo saw, which led to whether Webern was a masochist. I'm not quite sure how we got to this point.

Oh! We got our ID cards today ^_^

Not quite sure what the smiley face was for, as it seems to me a pretty Fascist regime. Apparently it's so the teachers can identify us. In other words, Miss Hall doesn't trust us. I don't really see the point. There is no point. It's completely pointLESS. Are they an acceptable form of identification? Could we buy scratch cards with them? They have our date of birth on them, I suppose. But what's really the point of them? I don't know if anyone's read 1984 (admittedly, I've only skimmed through the first few chapters) but it kinda reminds me of that sort of society, bound by rules where people in higher authority know who you are, what your name is, what you do for a living and can erase you at any time they wish. It's unfair and I don't understand why. It's an ineffectual piece of white card with a picture of me and my date of birth.

Anyway, going away from the conversation about oppression and fascism...

Off to bed now, been getting late nights all this week. Ready for a day of cleaning and revision tomorrow. The level of dust and dirt in my room has been escalating to the point that it's making me cough and splutter like a chain smoker. Enough's enough, I think.

Could have been a signpost, could have been a clock
Simple as a kettle, steady as a rock.

Love ♥

Thursday 6 January 2011

January 6th

Another late post. What is up with me? I really can't wait until the summer.

Today has been another average day in another average life. Is it me, or is life just average? At the moment I can't really see any specific point to life. Life is so mundane and boring. Why should we have to worry about the trivial things in life like what milk we should buy, and whether we should buy free range eggs, or whether we should test our smoke alarm every week, or go to work, or school, or take exams, or get into university? What's the point? I would really love to know. I really don't see the hype. Life is an endless stream of everything and nothing. Don't get me wrong, I'm not suicidal. Goodness, no! *wipes brow* Just incredibly bored.

I get into huge arguments with myself over these things. But then I realise I'm contradicting myself by the fact that I'm arguing, as I've basically just said that nothing matters, in which case my argument doesn't matter either. So why argue it?

I guess I'm just in a little apathetic world at the moment...I'll be back in summer.

On the plus side, it's Friday tomorrow, which means only six weeks until half term. *cheers*
I think I'll have to go into teaching. I'm not sure how I'll cope if I don't have these holidays :D

Night, all :) ♥

Wednesday 5 January 2011

January 5th

Bit of a late post I'm afraid - been trying to do my harmony homework for the past two hours. It hasn't turned out well. I think I'm going to leave it and go and see her tomorrow. I HATE HARMONY.

Anyway, today was as uneventful as yesterday so this post is as uninteresting as yesterday's. However, there were some good aspects to it. Although we were studying a piece by Webern today in Music, it was actually rather an enjoyable lesson. For some reason or another. And then Biology, which was a total drag, as usual...then English...

I'm really not in the mood to talk about my day. I'm really tired and stressed about school (yes, I only have one module, but that isn't the point). Have a picture of a tomato frog instead.


Proper post tomorrow xx

Tuesday 4 January 2011

January 4th

First day of school today! And there we were, skipping hand in hand through the school gates, wondering what delicacies were in store for us at the canteen. Perhaps caviar? Who knows! We skipped and skipped all the way into the sixth form centre and sat down for some cranberry tea and éclairs, ready for a simply spiffing day of knowledge. Or not.

It was WAY too much effort to get up this morning. WAY too much effort. It really shouldn't take that much effort just to get out of bed. Eventually, though, I did. Said getting up was followed by a OH MY GOD I DON'T HAVE ANY CLOTHES moment, although that was swiftly rectified. Phew!

Followed by...well, a not very interesting day to be honest. It went something like this:

Citizenship -_-
Biology
Music
Psychology
Year 8 English class.

The Year 8's were particularly irritating today. SHUT UP AND LISTEN. ERGH.

Anyway, when I got home, I found to my delight that my brother had recorded Anastasia for me, a 20th Century Fox film about the fall of the Russian Tsar and his family. Well, actually it was about a rumour that one of the princesses had survived and the film told her story...it was one of my favourite movies when I was younger. So I sat and watched that (and laughed at how silly the plot is) and found out that Kirsten Dunst plays the young Anastasia. There, you've learned something ^_^

So now, I'm doing Music work, which I should have done before. But I didn't. So I'm doing it now. After that I've got Biology to do. So I'm probably gonna say toodleoo for today.

OH. D'you remember my depressing post about the problems I had with my hips? Yeah, I got diagnosed with bilateral hip displasia on New Year's Eve. Yes, it's not life threatening, but it's a bloody pain in the arse.

So long, chaps ♥

Monday 3 January 2011

Janurary 3rd

So, my new year's resolution of blogging every day failed along with my Internet connexion. Thanks for that. -_-

It may have been a good thing, as I didn't really do much yesterday except go to Mel's to feed her guinea pigs and complete my English essay. YEAH.

Oh, Mum had friends over, who I had apparently met before, who then told me she was an invigilator at Charters and would probably be pacing round me in my Psychology exam next week...eek. This school is full of coincidences for me. I don't like it. I've now discovered that my step-cousins may also go there. It's slightly scary the connexions I have with this school. I promise, it's not deliberate!

So, today, my ACTUAL cousins came over, which was good because I hadn't seen them in ages. We had a feast of cold meats, jacket potatoes, various fillings, scotch eggs, prawns and the BEST black cherry trifle I have ever tasted. It was gorgeous. Like, extra gorgeous. Extra extra gorgeous.

Then we went for a walk round the field and saw Mugs, who I haven't seen for ages, which was nice :)

After that I did my Psychology homework and took a photo of my cat sleeping, which was the cutest thing in the world! Unfortunately, while attempting to upload it to my computer, I discovered that my computer does not have the required software to support my Blackberry. Instead, please enjoy the picture of this melon.



Laters! ♥ xx

UPDATE: 20:53
How I could have spelled the word 'connection' wrong twice in one post is beyond me. Someone shoot me.

Saturday 1 January 2011

January 1st - 2011!

Ladies and gentlemen, WELCOME - to 2011!

*fireworks*

Actually, it doesn't feel much different from 2010. All I know for certain is that I spent the first few hours of it throwing up and crying down the phone. Start as you mean to go on, I say. Vomit at the bus stop? -click- Yeah. That was me.

Seriously though, I had a really, really good night. Thank you Thomas ^_^

I think this is just gonna be a quickie, as I've spent most of the day watching crap telly because my ribs feel so sore and I just generally don't want to do anything. How long do hangovers go on for?!

Although I had a really good night, I said some stupid stuff. Some of which I kinda regret, even though it's not really of any consequence. The only thing I don't regret saying is agreeing to go skydiving with Thomas, which WILL happen. It will.

God, I'm exhausted. New year's resolution: blog everyday. Even that sounds a little faded, it seems people are creating blogs left, right and centre now. Not that I'm in any position to talk. Is anyone? Who does something if no one else is doing it? That's why people get drunk at parties. No. I'm too tired to get into a discussion about it. This shall have to wait until tomorrow.

Ta da then. Happy 2011! ♥