Happy Fact 1 - I have rediscovered my long lost blog and am deeply joyed at our reunification.
Happy Fact 2 - Sporcle. For those of you who don't know, sporcle is an extremely addictive quizzing website made for the prominent purpose of entertainment. Also, its sub-purposes include distracting everybody in Gordano Sixth Form from doing anything productive whatsoever in their frees, causing mass amounts of frustration in every one it reaches and finally acquiring the gift of freezing time - which may later lead to the ability to manipulate the space-time continuum... we can't be sure yet.
Happy Fact 3 - Dawson's Creek. Only the best thing to come out of the 90s, which were so undescribably rubbish it's actually difficult for me to put into words. To fully understand just how awful this time period was, watch an episode of Dawson's Creek and wait for that blissful moment when you relaise you are watching total crap that doesn't even remotely resemble anyone's life and especially not your own. And as you simmer there in a state of self-loathing due to the fact that you were lied to by the media into believing you would watch and enjoy a decent programme, mixed with sheer disappointment that your life isn't and will never be as intensely false and easy as these characters, it finally dawns on you that this, THIS, was the best thing to come out of the 90s. It doesn't get better than that chaps.
Happy Fact 4 - Washing Machines. They're just so damn helpful! Although sometimes, rarely, but sometimes I find washing up by hand strangely theraputic.
Happy Fact 5 - University is just arond the corner. Oh yes my friends, I've grown up. I'm a changed woman. I'm finally getting excited about the prospect of leaving and developing as a human being... I'm ready to make my stamp on the world, and a large stamp at that. Possibly not, this stamp-making business could take some time, especially at the extremes I'm hoping for. I mean, production rates would be shocking.
Hello strangers, how's life been living in the dark ages? Sorry to have kept all my wondrously exciting events from you, I've just been too busy doing all these amazing, eye opening, once-in-a-lifetime-experience-y things!
I wish. Who am I kidding, right? We both know I've been sat on the sofa doing not a lot of anything for the past, what five months? I'm truly ashamed of myself, I promised I wouldn't go down this path, that I wouldn't go this long without my lovely, devoted readers (current population: 0.3). Genuinely, I am a disgrace to the blogging community... they should banish me, exile me into blogging purgatory! I wonder what would be included in there? And how many circles it would have...? Likely just one: DISGRACE! And that's where I step in folks ;)
Sooo, its been a while huh? A fair few things ave happened I suppose. I applied to universities, but then got rejected from my favourite one. I worked really hard for my January exams, but think I've failed them all. I started to become comfortable in myself and be who I want to be, but then my mum told me I was fat and just brought back all my insecurities. I almost had a relationship with a really nice, honest, fun guy, but then blew it when I bolted because I freaked out. I bought a really nice dress, but then it looked rubbish on at home compared to in the store (I think they have magic mirrors, which make you feel skinny... cheaters) and I almost did a load of work today because I have a zillion pieces due in next week, but then I just went to the market to get some sweets to cheer me up... which really didn't do the job at all! I don't think they had any sugar in them or anything. Major rip-off if ever I saw one!
Yes lads, it's been fun. Not even lying. I know things could have been better, but things could always be better, at least I don't have a terminal disease, and I'm not a starving Ethiopian child, and my parents aren't selling me off as a sex slave to grotty old filthy men... so yeah, I got it pretty good. And in a more general sense, I've just had a really fun time over the last few months with some good friends.
On a slightly down note, I have lost all my dignity and self respect! Granted these two elements were slim on the ground for me at birth but over the years they've just dwindled to the maximum. You want to know how I know this? Well, today I was attempting to do my work with some friends and started getting annoyed when I couldn't do it (which gave me a massive seven hour long headache) and so started rambling about how crap my life is... as you do! And I don't really remember how I got there, my rant was rather long-winded, but I somehow managed to tell the entire library that I would end up as a suicidal prostitute's hobo dog. Which really isn't the best position to be in if I'm completely honest with myself.
Oh well, can't win against fate. If you can't beat them, join them. Sadly fate isn't a plural entity, meaning I'll just end up alone and won't even have the suicidal prostitute to keep me company on those cold winter nights in my cardboard box on the street. Though in all fairness, Sonia did say she'd lend me her shed if matters got that bad for me. Love friends :)
And so my dear fellows, that's where I leave you. Talk again in about 6 months?
Laters xx
Friday 4 March 2011
Tuesday 7 September 2010
Tuesday 7th September - From Danish men to depression, what a segway!
Happy Fact 1 - some Danish guy followed me :O That's incredible, cheers mate :D I don't even know if he can read English...! Maybe I should start translating this into foreign languages, since I'm clearly on my way to becoming a global phenomenon ;)
Happy Fact 2 - I'm not actually that far up my own arse.
Happy Fact 3 - Scrapstore. For anyone who is unfamiliar with this particular franchise (hmmm maybe not, maybe just an old warehouse in Bristol full of junk) then please be aware that it is my favourite place in the world! Twelve foot high shelves stacked chocker with crap no one wants! What more could a teenage girl want?!
Happy Fact 4 - Guess who's going to see Bowling For Soup again ;) In, AHMAHGAWD one month! I didn't even realise the date XD
Happy Fact 5 - Not having clashes on my timetable this year! Thank you oh so much Mrs Maund, you've saved me a trip to Inman's office!
2 months, 2 weeks and 2 days since my last post. That's quite spooky! I promise I didn't plan this and this is some weird spiritual day for me, and this post isn't cursed so that anyone who reads it dies in 2 months 2 weeks and 2 days. Not being morbid or anything but that would actually be seriously cool! If anyone comes down feeling a little queasy after reading this, my sincere apologies, it's not my fault my mother's an evil witch who devoured my soul at birth so I have to live off other peoples :S
Anyway, in those past 2 months 2 weeks and 2 days (yes I'm gonna keep saying it) I have been up to a whole lotta nothing! Well, I tell a lie. 2 of those weeks were spent in Spain, where the air there gave me tonsilitis! How awful is that? I step off the plane and get a little tickle in my throat, within hours it feels like someone shoved a hippo down my throat and I couldn't breathe or swallow. Damn you Spain! In fact that was the start of a pretty crappy holiday: the pool at the villa was inhabited by some green murky grime monster and the water was a disgusting shade of vomit for 6 days before Dave the pool man - also known as Dave the rave, main man Dave, Slavey Davey, The legend that is Davey Jones, and OH MY GOD CAN I KICK HIM NOW?! - finally sotred it out and returned it to a normalish looking blue.
Then, and this sounds incredibly petty so skip the next paragraph if needs be, but the air-con in the rooms was crazily cold, and i only had shorts and a vest top as pyjamas so I froze every night! I couldn't even get to sleep it was so cold, even with socks and a cardigan on top it was horrible :( God I need to man up! All I do is whinge about air conditioning and illness lol, if I were you I'd be commenting on this post saying GROW A PAIR YOU UNGRATEFUL BITCH!
So that's that out the way. And I'll keep the moaning on the down low ;)
In other news, results...
Yep, on the 19th of August, me and every other 17-18 year old in the country, maybe even world (well the ones in further education) lined up to get their A levels and AS levels and whatever the hell they're called everywhere else. How scary. It was horrible, I was petrified for the whole day, it kinda hit me that the rest of my life depends on the grades inside that brown paper envelope. And here I am, 17 years of age with Peter Pan still on my bedside table and my window wide open most nights purely out of childish hope. Sad, I know. But yeah, my results weren't drastic I suppose, A in psychology, B in critical thinking (not that that counts as a subject at all lol) and Cs in biology, french and literature. Which is fine, I was amazed I didn't fail french, and I got a B on my final biology paper which I'm incredibly pleased with XD
But English, a C? I was devastated, I cried on my mum for about an hour in school in front of everyone, it was so embarrassing, but I was literally heart broken. Although, apparently they've fucked up the grades for our school, because practically everyone got below their predicted grades. I mean, I normally get As and Bs in lit, along with most of my class and loads of us did really bad :S Apart from Sonia -.- Sonia who got four As -.- Gorgeous as she is in most aspects, sometimes I really hate that girl!
Erm, what else happened this summer? I drunkenly lost one flip flop in a field, I tried to teach myself how to play the harmonica before throwing it across the room 15 minutes later, I had a lesson in burlesque dancing for my cousin's hen party, I did no work at all, I freaked out about university and my life, I had a birthday lol which of course included drunken birthday banter and if I remember correctly cupcakes on a trampoline, my mother binned my lenses thinking they were hers and deciding that 'they just didn't fit her eyes anymore' leaving me glasses-bound for ages, I watched far too many films, a Greek woman cut my hair too short and I now look like a four year old, I bought a dress, aaaaaaaaaaaaand sulked when my brother went to Reading festival and I had to stay at home for three days, while he was out in the mud seeing like all my favourite bands live! How unfair. Oh well, he failed his exams and has to retake year 13! HAHAHAHAHAHAAAaaaaaaaaaaaa! It's his own bloody fault, I told you he never does anything, especially when it falls under the category of school work...
But who cares about him right ;)
Anyway, I've now been back at school for three days and have had a grand total of 7 frees :D That's more frees than I had over four weeks last year! Incredible, simply incredible.I love it, it's so good! I now might actually have time to do my work and won't be panicking, staying up til 3 every morning rushing o get an essay or a report finished. It might just work out :) Alternatively it'll all go tits up and I'll find myself falling down an ever deepening spiral of depression!
Fingers crossed heh?
Laterss xx
Happy Fact 2 - I'm not actually that far up my own arse.
Happy Fact 3 - Scrapstore. For anyone who is unfamiliar with this particular franchise (hmmm maybe not, maybe just an old warehouse in Bristol full of junk) then please be aware that it is my favourite place in the world! Twelve foot high shelves stacked chocker with crap no one wants! What more could a teenage girl want?!
Happy Fact 4 - Guess who's going to see Bowling For Soup again ;) In, AHMAHGAWD one month! I didn't even realise the date XD
Happy Fact 5 - Not having clashes on my timetable this year! Thank you oh so much Mrs Maund, you've saved me a trip to Inman's office!
2 months, 2 weeks and 2 days since my last post. That's quite spooky! I promise I didn't plan this and this is some weird spiritual day for me, and this post isn't cursed so that anyone who reads it dies in 2 months 2 weeks and 2 days. Not being morbid or anything but that would actually be seriously cool! If anyone comes down feeling a little queasy after reading this, my sincere apologies, it's not my fault my mother's an evil witch who devoured my soul at birth so I have to live off other peoples :S
Anyway, in those past 2 months 2 weeks and 2 days (yes I'm gonna keep saying it) I have been up to a whole lotta nothing! Well, I tell a lie. 2 of those weeks were spent in Spain, where the air there gave me tonsilitis! How awful is that? I step off the plane and get a little tickle in my throat, within hours it feels like someone shoved a hippo down my throat and I couldn't breathe or swallow. Damn you Spain! In fact that was the start of a pretty crappy holiday: the pool at the villa was inhabited by some green murky grime monster and the water was a disgusting shade of vomit for 6 days before Dave the pool man - also known as Dave the rave, main man Dave, Slavey Davey, The legend that is Davey Jones, and OH MY GOD CAN I KICK HIM NOW?! - finally sotred it out and returned it to a normalish looking blue.
Then, and this sounds incredibly petty so skip the next paragraph if needs be, but the air-con in the rooms was crazily cold, and i only had shorts and a vest top as pyjamas so I froze every night! I couldn't even get to sleep it was so cold, even with socks and a cardigan on top it was horrible :( God I need to man up! All I do is whinge about air conditioning and illness lol, if I were you I'd be commenting on this post saying GROW A PAIR YOU UNGRATEFUL BITCH!
So that's that out the way. And I'll keep the moaning on the down low ;)
In other news, results...
Yep, on the 19th of August, me and every other 17-18 year old in the country, maybe even world (well the ones in further education) lined up to get their A levels and AS levels and whatever the hell they're called everywhere else. How scary. It was horrible, I was petrified for the whole day, it kinda hit me that the rest of my life depends on the grades inside that brown paper envelope. And here I am, 17 years of age with Peter Pan still on my bedside table and my window wide open most nights purely out of childish hope. Sad, I know. But yeah, my results weren't drastic I suppose, A in psychology, B in critical thinking (not that that counts as a subject at all lol) and Cs in biology, french and literature. Which is fine, I was amazed I didn't fail french, and I got a B on my final biology paper which I'm incredibly pleased with XD
But English, a C? I was devastated, I cried on my mum for about an hour in school in front of everyone, it was so embarrassing, but I was literally heart broken. Although, apparently they've fucked up the grades for our school, because practically everyone got below their predicted grades. I mean, I normally get As and Bs in lit, along with most of my class and loads of us did really bad :S Apart from Sonia -.- Sonia who got four As -.- Gorgeous as she is in most aspects, sometimes I really hate that girl!
Erm, what else happened this summer? I drunkenly lost one flip flop in a field, I tried to teach myself how to play the harmonica before throwing it across the room 15 minutes later, I had a lesson in burlesque dancing for my cousin's hen party, I did no work at all, I freaked out about university and my life, I had a birthday lol which of course included drunken birthday banter and if I remember correctly cupcakes on a trampoline, my mother binned my lenses thinking they were hers and deciding that 'they just didn't fit her eyes anymore' leaving me glasses-bound for ages, I watched far too many films, a Greek woman cut my hair too short and I now look like a four year old, I bought a dress, aaaaaaaaaaaaand sulked when my brother went to Reading festival and I had to stay at home for three days, while he was out in the mud seeing like all my favourite bands live! How unfair. Oh well, he failed his exams and has to retake year 13! HAHAHAHAHAHAAAaaaaaaaaaaaa! It's his own bloody fault, I told you he never does anything, especially when it falls under the category of school work...
But who cares about him right ;)
Anyway, I've now been back at school for three days and have had a grand total of 7 frees :D That's more frees than I had over four weeks last year! Incredible, simply incredible.I love it, it's so good! I now might actually have time to do my work and won't be panicking, staying up til 3 every morning rushing o get an essay or a report finished. It might just work out :) Alternatively it'll all go tits up and I'll find myself falling down an ever deepening spiral of depression!
Fingers crossed heh?
Laterss xx
Tuesday 22 June 2010
Tuesday 22nd June - And here's to days of sad songs and cup cakes...
HF1 - in less than 2 years, I will be out of this house for good.
HF2 - out of this house, includes away from my mother.
HF3 - my wonderful friends, who I never thought cared. Even if they don't, they pretend to just for me.
HF4 - the cup cakes I did make werent too bad, and I didn't break my kitchen.
HF5 - all of my internal organs are functioning pretty well... minus my brain. I guess my external ones arent doing too bad either.
Ugh. Ive not had a good few days pals :/
My mums turned into a raving mad lunatic, and it's not even fun to laugh at her. Shes making me feel so crappy. For instance, yesterday I came home and cleaned the kitchen, like I usually do, and said something like "this house is filthy" which to be fair it is, and she secretly agrees. But she totally flipped and accused me of doing nothing and being a "lazy cow" and apparently I "don't care about the well-being of the family" and all thus bull, when my brother who is 2 years older, swans around all day, not doing anything. He's on studyleave... it seems like someone forgot to take the study out of the name! He lounges around on the sofa all fucking day, does fuck all, so when I come home after school (fair enough its not exactly demanding at the minute, but fuck at least I;m doing something progressive) I have to clean the kitchen, living room, hallway, start cooking ad tidy up all the crap that hes left lying around. AND IT FUCKING PISSES ME OFF!
So what's worse is my mum's saying all this shit to me, while he's standing right behind me, making a pint of milkshake of something, spilling this stuff that looks like a diarrhoea all over the counter that I've just cleaned. It's such a load of piss, and ARGH! I just need to get away from it!
And then, I decided to give her some space so went and did my work in my room. My dad called me so I replied shouting down the stairs (not as bad as it sounds, our house is just kinda big and I couldnt be assed to walk down three flights of stairs to talk to him lol) and then I heard HER saying "oh don't bother with her" so I just went back uostairs and thought FUCK YOU!
So yeah I went without dinner... god was I starving, but there was no way in hell I was gonna be in the same room as her grrr.
But it's so stupid, because just a few days ago, we made cupcakes together and just had a really cool day and she was lovely, so maybe it's my fault that shes in a bad mood..? Which makes me feel guilty and rubbish :/ They tasted nice as well :(
THEN!
It gets fucking worse!
I had such a crap day... it's a close second behind the history trip last year!
So, I woke up late and had to go to school with greasy shitty hair, practically no make up on and just looked like a tramp had walked into sixth from, not a pretty sight. On the bus into school, one of my friends was just being really annoying, and because most of my mates on the bus are in the year below me, they're all on study leave for GCSE's, and are never on...so it's just me and him (he's two years below) and sometimes he's really cool and a loaugh to be around, and then other times he just goes on and on and on about his favourite show or his favourite band or i dunno his favourite pizza topping! Whatever it was, I didn't give a shit!
Then when we stopped at portway, some small child in our uniform came on the bus and sat down next to me... which seeing as I was sat in the aisle seat ended up sitting ON me! For fucks sake this kid looked about 9! So I said "excuse me?" to which he replied "you're excused" and he looked so fucking smug, ugh I got so angry! I mean what the fuck is with children?! The year 7s in our schooll get shorter, gobbier, ruder and fatter every year, and they walk around acting all big, lord knows theyy all have short man syndrome and are compensating for their tiny underdeveloped cocks! I thought children were meant to be NICE until they hit puberty!!!! Someone get me Piaget on the phone, because the lot at our school are obviously all mentally dysfunctional. And I'm sure you can't blame 300 lots of parents...
Anyway, I shoved him off me, as I think was my right to do so, and he got really uppity about it, I think he said something about bullying, childline and his rights (pffffffft what about my right to sit wherever the fuck I want without having to worry that a small child will mistake my jean-covered-lap for the tartan pattern of the seat?!). Then he pulled out he ginger card. Fair enough to him if he'd done something original with it, sadly I don't count "well...you're ginger" as either innovative, or even insulting. Maybe he wanted some clarification that he wasn't colourblind or just has the mental ability of a fridge, I'm not quite sure.
And to make matters worse, my flip flops broke today. Well, either flip or flop broke... the toe bit came out of the foot bit (and I just accused him of being retarded... hypocrite hypocrite hypocrite). I had to walk around shcool all day with no shoes on. Added to my rushed attire and appearance, it was not attractive :( Bless James though, he tried to fix it with mass amounts of sellotape... kinda failed though.
So yeah... it's been a stressful couple of days. I've been thinking a lot about my EPQ as well, but still not getting anywhere with it. And then I think about uni, which makes me think about growing up, which makes me freak. Jeez, Peter, you only have like a year left to take me away to Neverland, and still get away with it being legit! Screw Wendy, I'm much more fun, and don't mind mermaids at all :) Plus all the lost boys will accept me because I look like a man :D As for Tink, she might just end up in the washing machine...
I suppose I'm not really helping my situation by having a sudden infatuation with the band Sister Hazel, who are really cool. They play songs with really sad melodies, even though most of the lyrics are kinda upbeat.
Anyway chums... I'm tired of talking about allthis crap, so I'll let you get back to your more interesting lives :) Enjoy them while they last, I'm feeling a death spree emerging, coming soon to a town near you :)
Laterss xx
HF2 - out of this house, includes away from my mother.
HF3 - my wonderful friends, who I never thought cared. Even if they don't, they pretend to just for me.
HF4 - the cup cakes I did make werent too bad, and I didn't break my kitchen.
HF5 - all of my internal organs are functioning pretty well... minus my brain. I guess my external ones arent doing too bad either.
Ugh. Ive not had a good few days pals :/
My mums turned into a raving mad lunatic, and it's not even fun to laugh at her. Shes making me feel so crappy. For instance, yesterday I came home and cleaned the kitchen, like I usually do, and said something like "this house is filthy" which to be fair it is, and she secretly agrees. But she totally flipped and accused me of doing nothing and being a "lazy cow" and apparently I "don't care about the well-being of the family" and all thus bull, when my brother who is 2 years older, swans around all day, not doing anything. He's on studyleave... it seems like someone forgot to take the study out of the name! He lounges around on the sofa all fucking day, does fuck all, so when I come home after school (fair enough its not exactly demanding at the minute, but fuck at least I;m doing something progressive) I have to clean the kitchen, living room, hallway, start cooking ad tidy up all the crap that hes left lying around. AND IT FUCKING PISSES ME OFF!
So what's worse is my mum's saying all this shit to me, while he's standing right behind me, making a pint of milkshake of something, spilling this stuff that looks like a diarrhoea all over the counter that I've just cleaned. It's such a load of piss, and ARGH! I just need to get away from it!
And then, I decided to give her some space so went and did my work in my room. My dad called me so I replied shouting down the stairs (not as bad as it sounds, our house is just kinda big and I couldnt be assed to walk down three flights of stairs to talk to him lol) and then I heard HER saying "oh don't bother with her" so I just went back uostairs and thought FUCK YOU!
So yeah I went without dinner... god was I starving, but there was no way in hell I was gonna be in the same room as her grrr.
But it's so stupid, because just a few days ago, we made cupcakes together and just had a really cool day and she was lovely, so maybe it's my fault that shes in a bad mood..? Which makes me feel guilty and rubbish :/ They tasted nice as well :(
THEN!
It gets fucking worse!
I had such a crap day... it's a close second behind the history trip last year!
So, I woke up late and had to go to school with greasy shitty hair, practically no make up on and just looked like a tramp had walked into sixth from, not a pretty sight. On the bus into school, one of my friends was just being really annoying, and because most of my mates on the bus are in the year below me, they're all on study leave for GCSE's, and are never on...so it's just me and him (he's two years below) and sometimes he's really cool and a loaugh to be around, and then other times he just goes on and on and on about his favourite show or his favourite band or i dunno his favourite pizza topping! Whatever it was, I didn't give a shit!
Then when we stopped at portway, some small child in our uniform came on the bus and sat down next to me... which seeing as I was sat in the aisle seat ended up sitting ON me! For fucks sake this kid looked about 9! So I said "excuse me?" to which he replied "you're excused" and he looked so fucking smug, ugh I got so angry! I mean what the fuck is with children?! The year 7s in our schooll get shorter, gobbier, ruder and fatter every year, and they walk around acting all big, lord knows theyy all have short man syndrome and are compensating for their tiny underdeveloped cocks! I thought children were meant to be NICE until they hit puberty!!!! Someone get me Piaget on the phone, because the lot at our school are obviously all mentally dysfunctional. And I'm sure you can't blame 300 lots of parents...
Anyway, I shoved him off me, as I think was my right to do so, and he got really uppity about it, I think he said something about bullying, childline and his rights (pffffffft what about my right to sit wherever the fuck I want without having to worry that a small child will mistake my jean-covered-lap for the tartan pattern of the seat?!). Then he pulled out he ginger card. Fair enough to him if he'd done something original with it, sadly I don't count "well...you're ginger" as either innovative, or even insulting. Maybe he wanted some clarification that he wasn't colourblind or just has the mental ability of a fridge, I'm not quite sure.
And to make matters worse, my flip flops broke today. Well, either flip or flop broke... the toe bit came out of the foot bit (and I just accused him of being retarded... hypocrite hypocrite hypocrite). I had to walk around shcool all day with no shoes on. Added to my rushed attire and appearance, it was not attractive :( Bless James though, he tried to fix it with mass amounts of sellotape... kinda failed though.
So yeah... it's been a stressful couple of days. I've been thinking a lot about my EPQ as well, but still not getting anywhere with it. And then I think about uni, which makes me think about growing up, which makes me freak. Jeez, Peter, you only have like a year left to take me away to Neverland, and still get away with it being legit! Screw Wendy, I'm much more fun, and don't mind mermaids at all :) Plus all the lost boys will accept me because I look like a man :D As for Tink, she might just end up in the washing machine...
I suppose I'm not really helping my situation by having a sudden infatuation with the band Sister Hazel, who are really cool. They play songs with really sad melodies, even though most of the lyrics are kinda upbeat.
Anyway chums... I'm tired of talking about allthis crap, so I'll let you get back to your more interesting lives :) Enjoy them while they last, I'm feeling a death spree emerging, coming soon to a town near you :)
Laterss xx
Saturday 19 June 2010
Saturday 19th June - A day of boredom and regretting not going to a field to participate in a pikey fight :/
Firstly, hello to Bella C, whoever she may be/if she actually exists :S Yeah, I randomly got an email today from someone called Bella C who said she liked my blog and invited me to some fashiony website, I'm not entirely sure what it is yet :L
Still, I have no idea if it's genuine or my friends have decided to prank me. Bastards.
Happy Fact - Paloma Faith's album Stone Cold Sober. It's awesome. Everyone go to HMV or Zavvi or wherever and buy it, because it's so good :) Plus I just watched her on Never Mind The Buzzcocks on Dave (no matter what everyone says, it's such a decent channel :L). Although she was wearing an outfit consisting mainly of pom poms, she was nice and normal and sang, and I think I'm a little bit in love with her... AND SO SHOULD YOU BE!
Happy Fact 2 - Exams have finished! Hell to the yeah lads, I'm a-level free until January :D Sadly I started A2s on Wednesday, and already have 7 pieces of homeowrk, when everyone else in my year has like 2. My teachers hate me, its official. Even though I give them nothing but love! Now that I think about it, I love Grimmett and he ignores me (sob) I loved my maths teacher in Year 9 and he would never help me when I got stuck! And most importantly, I loved Mr Eastwood and he called me Rachel. RACHEL!! Shocking.
I don't even look like a Rachel.
I don't even know a Rachel.
I don't think we even have someone called Rachel in our year group...
Wanker :(
Anyway that took far too long so Happy Facts 3 4 and 5 are just gonna have to be Jeans, Noel Fielding and Betty Croker's Chocolate Icing, which currently lives in my fridge :D It's great, whenever I go to get a drink I have a sneaky little fingerful :P That sounded less sexual in my head.
So chaps, the World Cup is HERE! I should've said that about a week ago but, you'll just have to deal with my bad time management, cry as you may :/ I'm a bit of a man when it comes to football (World Cup football anyway, the rest can shove off, who cares about Sunderland FC and that lot :L). I just kinda sit in front of the TV for like 4 hours of the day, looking like I'm in a coma with a bottle of beer in my hand. Even my brother is less into it than me.But yeah, England suck, screw the lot of them!! Apart from Fabio, who should live forever and rule the world.
In other news, today I drew a dead cow :) It was for a reason, but I secretly wish it wasn't and was just some totally spontaneous act of randomness that I decided to perform, purely in the name of being a little bit strange :)
Unfortunately, it was French. Don't ask why Mr Pugh felt it was necessary to get 7 16 year old girls to draw dead cows, it just was. I'm actually doubting whether I did get this homework, or just dreamt I did... how worrying.
I suppose you're wondering "but I don't UNDERSTAND! What do dead cows and football and icing have to do with battles between southern farmer folk?!" Well my friends, today was the Portishead carnival. For those of you who don't know, Portishead is a shitty little village in the South West, near to Bristol, where my school and freinds live. It's a small, simple area corner of the world, which forgot to enter the 20th century and all its inhabitants are clinically insane and don't shower. I wish I could say I'm proud to go to school there, but I don't want to lie to you. It's a shit hole.
But once a year, all the rides from Funderworld (the greastest even in history!!) decide to linger around a field in this crappy little town and lots of rowdy teenagers go on them and use it as an excuse to get trashed. And everyone else makes little floats and smiles and waves, like the brain dead empty shells they are. Its a 'lovely' event, where the community really comes together, emphasising the fact that everyone who lives there has an IQ lower than a dog and can't count to 6 because that involves using more than the fingers on one hand. To be fair to them, if one hand is held up, and the other is tapping of the fingers as they go along, is it any wonder that they get confused? And besides, they're also too high on the smell of manure and cider to notice anyway :)
BUT! This year, horror strikes!! A couple of weeks ago it was Pill RAG (Pill, is slightly worse than Portishead: at least in phead I know some people and there are one or two friendly farmers, eveyone in Pill's a chav) and apparently everyone got drunk and things got really out of control. There was a huge riot and someone was carrying golf balls around in a sock and hitting people in the face and stuff. Basically just recall the scene from Anchorman where the radio presenters have a fight :L And Brick "killed a man with a trident" LOL. Alternatively imagine what would happen if you took away the coffee machine from a typical office :L
So yeah, basically there were rumours that that was gonna happen at portishead carnival, so i decided to skip out on it, when ordinarily I'd go and have a laugh with my mates, and then pretend to sign up for the army, who are always there. It's fun times. But yeah, I didnt really fancy a baseball to the chest or a snooker cue to the eye or whatever, and then spend the rest of my saturday in A and E.It just doesn't sound like a good day to me... I'm much happier with my dead cow thank you very much. He's pretty cool actually, for someone who can't draw :) I'm quite tempted to take a picture and scan it into this post :) Or at least I would if I had a camera that held battery for more that 4 seconds, and a scanner attached to my laptop. I might call him Udders :)
You should be jealous of me and Udders, raving in my room :P It's awesome.
Still, though Udders is very fun, albeit inanimate, I think I would've had a better day at the carnival, even if I did end up in hospital, as opposed to my day of nothing. I watched the football, created Udders and that's the only thing worth a mention. I'm so bored! My skull feels empty my brain has shrunk so much due to disuse.
Plus I think this is like the longest post I've written since, what last August! (I have no idea, did I even post anything last August? Who cares?!)
Right, bedtime, I'm shattered!
God I must be the most insufferable person! I'm in a comatose for the most part of the day, then proceed by doing nothing, followed by bed. Sorry readers, I promise to try and make my life more exciting and enjoyable for you all to read about.
Not.
Laterss xx
Still, I have no idea if it's genuine or my friends have decided to prank me. Bastards.
Happy Fact - Paloma Faith's album Stone Cold Sober. It's awesome. Everyone go to HMV or Zavvi or wherever and buy it, because it's so good :) Plus I just watched her on Never Mind The Buzzcocks on Dave (no matter what everyone says, it's such a decent channel :L). Although she was wearing an outfit consisting mainly of pom poms, she was nice and normal and sang, and I think I'm a little bit in love with her... AND SO SHOULD YOU BE!
Happy Fact 2 - Exams have finished! Hell to the yeah lads, I'm a-level free until January :D Sadly I started A2s on Wednesday, and already have 7 pieces of homeowrk, when everyone else in my year has like 2. My teachers hate me, its official. Even though I give them nothing but love! Now that I think about it, I love Grimmett and he ignores me (sob) I loved my maths teacher in Year 9 and he would never help me when I got stuck! And most importantly, I loved Mr Eastwood and he called me Rachel. RACHEL!! Shocking.
I don't even look like a Rachel.
I don't even know a Rachel.
I don't think we even have someone called Rachel in our year group...
Wanker :(
Anyway that took far too long so Happy Facts 3 4 and 5 are just gonna have to be Jeans, Noel Fielding and Betty Croker's Chocolate Icing, which currently lives in my fridge :D It's great, whenever I go to get a drink I have a sneaky little fingerful :P That sounded less sexual in my head.
So chaps, the World Cup is HERE! I should've said that about a week ago but, you'll just have to deal with my bad time management, cry as you may :/ I'm a bit of a man when it comes to football (World Cup football anyway, the rest can shove off, who cares about Sunderland FC and that lot :L). I just kinda sit in front of the TV for like 4 hours of the day, looking like I'm in a coma with a bottle of beer in my hand. Even my brother is less into it than me.But yeah, England suck, screw the lot of them!! Apart from Fabio, who should live forever and rule the world.
In other news, today I drew a dead cow :) It was for a reason, but I secretly wish it wasn't and was just some totally spontaneous act of randomness that I decided to perform, purely in the name of being a little bit strange :)
Unfortunately, it was French. Don't ask why Mr Pugh felt it was necessary to get 7 16 year old girls to draw dead cows, it just was. I'm actually doubting whether I did get this homework, or just dreamt I did... how worrying.
I suppose you're wondering "but I don't UNDERSTAND! What do dead cows and football and icing have to do with battles between southern farmer folk?!" Well my friends, today was the Portishead carnival. For those of you who don't know, Portishead is a shitty little village in the South West, near to Bristol, where my school and freinds live. It's a small, simple area corner of the world, which forgot to enter the 20th century and all its inhabitants are clinically insane and don't shower. I wish I could say I'm proud to go to school there, but I don't want to lie to you. It's a shit hole.
But once a year, all the rides from Funderworld (the greastest even in history!!) decide to linger around a field in this crappy little town and lots of rowdy teenagers go on them and use it as an excuse to get trashed. And everyone else makes little floats and smiles and waves, like the brain dead empty shells they are. Its a 'lovely' event, where the community really comes together, emphasising the fact that everyone who lives there has an IQ lower than a dog and can't count to 6 because that involves using more than the fingers on one hand. To be fair to them, if one hand is held up, and the other is tapping of the fingers as they go along, is it any wonder that they get confused? And besides, they're also too high on the smell of manure and cider to notice anyway :)
BUT! This year, horror strikes!! A couple of weeks ago it was Pill RAG (Pill, is slightly worse than Portishead: at least in phead I know some people and there are one or two friendly farmers, eveyone in Pill's a chav) and apparently everyone got drunk and things got really out of control. There was a huge riot and someone was carrying golf balls around in a sock and hitting people in the face and stuff. Basically just recall the scene from Anchorman where the radio presenters have a fight :L And Brick "killed a man with a trident" LOL. Alternatively imagine what would happen if you took away the coffee machine from a typical office :L
So yeah, basically there were rumours that that was gonna happen at portishead carnival, so i decided to skip out on it, when ordinarily I'd go and have a laugh with my mates, and then pretend to sign up for the army, who are always there. It's fun times. But yeah, I didnt really fancy a baseball to the chest or a snooker cue to the eye or whatever, and then spend the rest of my saturday in A and E.It just doesn't sound like a good day to me... I'm much happier with my dead cow thank you very much. He's pretty cool actually, for someone who can't draw :) I'm quite tempted to take a picture and scan it into this post :) Or at least I would if I had a camera that held battery for more that 4 seconds, and a scanner attached to my laptop. I might call him Udders :)
You should be jealous of me and Udders, raving in my room :P It's awesome.
Still, though Udders is very fun, albeit inanimate, I think I would've had a better day at the carnival, even if I did end up in hospital, as opposed to my day of nothing. I watched the football, created Udders and that's the only thing worth a mention. I'm so bored! My skull feels empty my brain has shrunk so much due to disuse.
Plus I think this is like the longest post I've written since, what last August! (I have no idea, did I even post anything last August? Who cares?!)
Right, bedtime, I'm shattered!
God I must be the most insufferable person! I'm in a comatose for the most part of the day, then proceed by doing nothing, followed by bed. Sorry readers, I promise to try and make my life more exciting and enjoyable for you all to read about.
Not.
Laterss xx
Monday 24 May 2010
Monday 24th May 2010 - French :(
Woah,was it really March when I last posted?! That's crazy!
And really bad :S I'm a disgrace to the blogging community! Forgive mee! Argh this keyboard is rubbish! Damn school library, grrrr! Half the keys are missing (Well, the 'i',the 'o', the 'b', the '0' the escape button, both shift keys, erm a button that's down the bottom - or at least used to be and has since fled the horror of Gordano school (that or some dick just thought he'd improve his street cred and be cool so stole a button!) and all the arrow keys.) That and the bloody space bar doesn't fucking work properly so I have to keep going back and forcing the key down just to produce a pathetic gap! Which ,apparently, is necessary for this form of communication to make sense to those reading it. Fuck my life!
Rant over, screw happy facts, I'm in too crap a mood to enjoy life. Well actually I suppose we could have a cheeky few...
Happy Fact 1 - the sun has FINALLY decided to surface :O Which kinda causes a sad fact (yeah, mixing it up a bit lol) my body is ravaged with sun burn; moving has never been so excruciating! I know it's only flipping England, but global warming packs a punch!
Happy Fact 2 - I never have to do French ever again! Had my exam this morning, expecting a D for that lol but whatever! I NEVER HAVE TO DO FRENCH AGAIN!!!!! Little bit of a lie there, I start A2s in a couple of weeks, and can't drop a subject until the school year has actually ended... oh well, we're getting there :) plus I'm off to France for Christmas, so may have to talk to the locals lol.
Happy Fact 3 - Curry. Curry is just such a wonderful thing, and rarely gets a mention unless you're a large group of lairy men out one evening shouting 'STAG' repeatedly... imagine that...
Happy Fact 4 - in the next month I'm going to see both Paul McCartney AND Jackson Browne live, my two elderly loves. Bien ouej indeed ;)
Happy Fact 5 - Springhead coming up after exams. It's a school trip for English where you pretty much sit in a field for 3 days and do nothing... wahey I can't wait :D
Wow, happiness takes up more room than you'd think!
Anyway, I had my French exam today, and just know it's gone horribly wrong lol. I swear the people who write the questions just made up a load of words to confuse us! I mean what the hell does 'proche' mean?! Filthy cheating frenchies :O And then we all finished like 30mins early, is 2 and a half hours really necessary guys?! Ample time plus another 2 hours!!!! Hardly fair!
Meh, Biology resit tomorrow, deep joy. I hope you all know that I'm being selfish and just trying to get sympathy off you lol, you randomers who have stumbled across this page thinking "this definitely is not what I wanted when I typed porn into the google search bar!" Not that this is in anyway pornographic or even remotely supposed to be, nor does everyone watch porn... I'll just stop, shall I?
Other things going on with my life, or new things since the 19th ofmarch include... erm... I ate some chocolate buttons last wednesday, counted the number of times the characters John and Carol say the word 'I' in the play Oleanna, had a dream revolving around chickens (which wasn't weird at all), made a list of my 10 favourite things and then got frustrated because 10 wasn't a big enough number and made several sub lists, updated my iPod, stole my brothers phone (not really as bad-boy as it sounds lol, he bought a new one so i asked if I could have his old ine, seeing as my phone is a pile of wank) and got covered in grass. Oh and totally took the 'w' key. I can feel my street cred rising already ;) Entering the category of 'occassionally acknowleged in less important social situations, or where there are fewer than 7 people gathered in the same area at one given time'.
Man it feels good ;)
Laterss xx
And really bad :S I'm a disgrace to the blogging community! Forgive mee! Argh this keyboard is rubbish! Damn school library, grrrr! Half the keys are missing (Well, the 'i',the 'o', the 'b', the '0' the escape button, both shift keys, erm a button that's down the bottom - or at least used to be and has since fled the horror of Gordano school (that or some dick just thought he'd improve his street cred and be cool so stole a button!) and all the arrow keys.) That and the bloody space bar doesn't fucking work properly so I have to keep going back and forcing the key down just to produce a pathetic gap! Which ,apparently, is necessary for this form of communication to make sense to those reading it. Fuck my life!
Rant over, screw happy facts, I'm in too crap a mood to enjoy life. Well actually I suppose we could have a cheeky few...
Happy Fact 1 - the sun has FINALLY decided to surface :O Which kinda causes a sad fact (yeah, mixing it up a bit lol) my body is ravaged with sun burn; moving has never been so excruciating! I know it's only flipping England, but global warming packs a punch!
Happy Fact 2 - I never have to do French ever again! Had my exam this morning, expecting a D for that lol but whatever! I NEVER HAVE TO DO FRENCH AGAIN!!!!! Little bit of a lie there, I start A2s in a couple of weeks, and can't drop a subject until the school year has actually ended... oh well, we're getting there :) plus I'm off to France for Christmas, so may have to talk to the locals lol.
Happy Fact 3 - Curry. Curry is just such a wonderful thing, and rarely gets a mention unless you're a large group of lairy men out one evening shouting 'STAG' repeatedly... imagine that...
Happy Fact 4 - in the next month I'm going to see both Paul McCartney AND Jackson Browne live, my two elderly loves. Bien ouej indeed ;)
Happy Fact 5 - Springhead coming up after exams. It's a school trip for English where you pretty much sit in a field for 3 days and do nothing... wahey I can't wait :D
Wow, happiness takes up more room than you'd think!
Anyway, I had my French exam today, and just know it's gone horribly wrong lol. I swear the people who write the questions just made up a load of words to confuse us! I mean what the hell does 'proche' mean?! Filthy cheating frenchies :O And then we all finished like 30mins early, is 2 and a half hours really necessary guys?! Ample time plus another 2 hours!!!! Hardly fair!
Meh, Biology resit tomorrow, deep joy. I hope you all know that I'm being selfish and just trying to get sympathy off you lol, you randomers who have stumbled across this page thinking "this definitely is not what I wanted when I typed porn into the google search bar!" Not that this is in anyway pornographic or even remotely supposed to be, nor does everyone watch porn... I'll just stop, shall I?
Other things going on with my life, or new things since the 19th ofmarch include... erm... I ate some chocolate buttons last wednesday, counted the number of times the characters John and Carol say the word 'I' in the play Oleanna, had a dream revolving around chickens (which wasn't weird at all), made a list of my 10 favourite things and then got frustrated because 10 wasn't a big enough number and made several sub lists, updated my iPod, stole my brothers phone (not really as bad-boy as it sounds lol, he bought a new one so i asked if I could have his old ine, seeing as my phone is a pile of wank) and got covered in grass. Oh and totally took the 'w' key. I can feel my street cred rising already ;) Entering the category of 'occassionally acknowleged in less important social situations, or where there are fewer than 7 people gathered in the same area at one given time'.
Man it feels good ;)
Laterss xx
Friday 19 March 2010
Sometime in March 2010 - BEST DAY OF MY LIFE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
AHHHHHHHHHHH OMG!!!! OH MY FRIGGING GOD!!!!!!!
MAJOR EXCITEMENT!!!!! Just got off the phone to dear mister leaman, who told me of something wondrous. It truly gave my life meaning. And all that other crap. OMG!!!!!! Guess who's not only going to see the most amazing band ever, but who's MEETING them before hand as well?!
MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
Motion City Soundtrack here I COMEEEEEEE!
Som many people will be jealous of me. I'm not entirly sure who these people are yet, but they will be so very jealous, they may self harm.
Oh my good god, I've never been this happy! I could literally cry. I think I could probably kill a person right now and not feel any remorse or guilt because I'm too damn happy!
I think that pretty much covers 5 happy facts. More so in fact. The only thing better I can think of is Geprge Harrison coming back from the dead.
OMG ANOTHER MAJOR WOW THING!!! I'm going to see Paul McCartney this summer :O WOW!!! YAYYYY, he's the closest thing I've got left to the Beatles... WAHOOOOOOOOOO XD
It is truly happy times friends. Minus me being totally lame at keeping to this posting thing and various puking illnesses that have been going round (two days ago, I was awake from 3am til 12pm just being sick. It was like a nine hour barfathon... not fun).
Erm, I'm totally lost for words now. In less than 10 days (maybe... i don't know haha) I will be meeting my favourite people ever. I've been like talking about this for about three years. That's really scary, and sorta highlights that I do not have a life, but there you have it, I think you all knew that already. YAY!!!! Yeah, I actually don't know what to write now, so just BLEURGH!!!!
Laterss xx
PS SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE XD
MAJOR EXCITEMENT!!!!! Just got off the phone to dear mister leaman, who told me of something wondrous. It truly gave my life meaning. And all that other crap. OMG!!!!!! Guess who's not only going to see the most amazing band ever, but who's MEETING them before hand as well?!
MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
Motion City Soundtrack here I COMEEEEEEE!
Som many people will be jealous of me. I'm not entirly sure who these people are yet, but they will be so very jealous, they may self harm.
Oh my good god, I've never been this happy! I could literally cry. I think I could probably kill a person right now and not feel any remorse or guilt because I'm too damn happy!
I think that pretty much covers 5 happy facts. More so in fact. The only thing better I can think of is Geprge Harrison coming back from the dead.
OMG ANOTHER MAJOR WOW THING!!! I'm going to see Paul McCartney this summer :O WOW!!! YAYYYY, he's the closest thing I've got left to the Beatles... WAHOOOOOOOOOO XD
It is truly happy times friends. Minus me being totally lame at keeping to this posting thing and various puking illnesses that have been going round (two days ago, I was awake from 3am til 12pm just being sick. It was like a nine hour barfathon... not fun).
Erm, I'm totally lost for words now. In less than 10 days (maybe... i don't know haha) I will be meeting my favourite people ever. I've been like talking about this for about three years. That's really scary, and sorta highlights that I do not have a life, but there you have it, I think you all knew that already. YAY!!!! Yeah, I actually don't know what to write now, so just BLEURGH!!!!
Laterss xx
PS SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE XD
Wednesday 24 February 2010
February 24th 2010 - Worst. Day. Ever.
Yes it beats the day the Titanic sank, Auschwitz, Vietnam and the day the volcano under Yellow Stone will eventually erupt.
But first...
Happy Fact 1 - MCS; only thing keeping me going...
Happy Fact 2 - I suppose I got rid of all the dead skin on my feet (gross, I know), even if it was in the most painful way ever, and I now can't walk. I'll explain later.
Happy Fact 3 - Maybe if I still can't walk tomorrow I'll take the day off and actually force myself to do work.
Happy Fact 4 - England is not a country affected by major diseases like malaria, and HIV (well not as much as places like Africa etc). So yay :) I'm not going to be invaded by any parasites any time soon.
Happy Fact 5 - ...Grimmett. :). This is such an unhealthy obsession.
Okay, so after goinng to bed at 2 in the morning (French essay -.-) when I woke up, everything seemed heightened in some way... it was really odd; my alarm sounded louder and more annoying somehow, and the light was brighter and blinded me when I switched it on. And when I opened my curtains my windows were all dewy (? Condensated maybe...?) and I was freaking out because that's never happened to me before. It was like the day the earth died... from fog explosion.
Anyway, I had Greggs first (the teacher not the bakery) and we had to rewrite Act 3 of the play Oleanna. Which I got so confused about to begin with and was really reluctant to do it, plus I didn't really understand what the hell she wanted me to do. But after a while it actually became quite fun! You may be thinking what's so bad about that, but oh how it gets worse...
In Grimmett's lesson, I pretty just made notes on Catcher in the Rye which is the new book I'm reading after they told me I couldn't do A Room With A view for my coursework, because I did it for my other piece. I'm not entirely sure if I've told you this before, apologies if I have :S
OMG! Just finished my report on malaria! FINALLY! It's actually pretty good. Huzzah :D
I'm sorry, I've totally forgotten what I;ve been writing about on here... because miraculously I wasn't distracted, crazy times. Oh wow, it's 5 to 1 in the AM. I'm going to bed.
Sorry this post is all over the place haha, and has no decent content. But at least I actually posted, it's a start right?! Yes, yes it is ;)
Laterss xx
YAY I finished my Biology report. YAY!
But first...
Happy Fact 1 - MCS; only thing keeping me going...
Happy Fact 2 - I suppose I got rid of all the dead skin on my feet (gross, I know), even if it was in the most painful way ever, and I now can't walk. I'll explain later.
Happy Fact 3 - Maybe if I still can't walk tomorrow I'll take the day off and actually force myself to do work.
Happy Fact 4 - England is not a country affected by major diseases like malaria, and HIV (well not as much as places like Africa etc). So yay :) I'm not going to be invaded by any parasites any time soon.
Happy Fact 5 - ...Grimmett. :). This is such an unhealthy obsession.
Okay, so after goinng to bed at 2 in the morning (French essay -.-) when I woke up, everything seemed heightened in some way... it was really odd; my alarm sounded louder and more annoying somehow, and the light was brighter and blinded me when I switched it on. And when I opened my curtains my windows were all dewy (? Condensated maybe...?) and I was freaking out because that's never happened to me before. It was like the day the earth died... from fog explosion.
Anyway, I had Greggs first (the teacher not the bakery) and we had to rewrite Act 3 of the play Oleanna. Which I got so confused about to begin with and was really reluctant to do it, plus I didn't really understand what the hell she wanted me to do. But after a while it actually became quite fun! You may be thinking what's so bad about that, but oh how it gets worse...
In Grimmett's lesson, I pretty just made notes on Catcher in the Rye which is the new book I'm reading after they told me I couldn't do A Room With A view for my coursework, because I did it for my other piece. I'm not entirely sure if I've told you this before, apologies if I have :S
OMG! Just finished my report on malaria! FINALLY! It's actually pretty good. Huzzah :D
I'm sorry, I've totally forgotten what I;ve been writing about on here... because miraculously I wasn't distracted, crazy times. Oh wow, it's 5 to 1 in the AM. I'm going to bed.
Sorry this post is all over the place haha, and has no decent content. But at least I actually posted, it's a start right?! Yes, yes it is ;)
Laterss xx
YAY I finished my Biology report. YAY!
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