Okay, I suck! I'm the worst person at keeping promises, and I'll allow any of you to hit me,should the opportunity ever present itself (doubtful). I think I gain the "most unreliable" reward for this year already... sorry munchkins hahaaaaa.
Anyway, my excuse is I;ve been to busy being happy that I've finished my exams to post. It's sorta the wrong end of pathetic, but yay! No more stress until June exams, hopefully :) Smile, just for me :P
Also, more good things are happening! Motion City Soundtrack are touring in England soon this year, and guess who has their ticket...? HELL YEAH XD They're playing in Birmingham on the 28th March, so I'm going up with a few of my brother's friends, it's gonna be fantabulous! I'm actually so excited, they're probably my favourite band ever, besides Jackson Browne of course, so yeah, major happiness has struck the Owen household :D And even better my mum totally said I could go and she'd be fine with me staying in a hotel and what not... major cool points for you my lovely mother :D All I'll have to do now is prepare myself for possible mosh pits, which considering my bad luck I will inevitably be the epicentre of... eeeeeek :S Plus all the guys I'm going with go totally crazy at gigs hahaaaa.... should be fun... :(:( Not that I'm complaining of course :D
Also, Mike bought my ticket at like 9:01 or something after they went on sale at 9... and the first 20 buyers get to meet the band!!! So ARGHHHHHH, maybe it'll be us...? I'm so anxious to find out, I've reverted back into becoming a four year old at the mention of them hahaaaa. I've been listening to them non stop for the past like 5 hours teheheee.
And yay, it's finally the weekend! Whoop whoop! Even if that does mean eye appointments and waking up early in order to get there on time. And if my knowledge is correct (which it blatantly is) then it's the one when I have to have orange gunk in my eyes for about an hour, involving everyone vulnerable to my line of vision to morph into oompa loompas in my perception. Bad times.
Oh and my day today was surprisingly good, despite the most depressing start ever! I got in and we were told we needed to go one of the IT rooms with our tutor groups and a group from the year above, and then we had to do research on the Rwandan genocide! It was awful! Plus I'dalready been to the memorial museum in Rwanda when we were there last summer (Jesus it doesn't seem that long ago!) and ah it was just horrible :( Then in Grimmett's lesson we started our new Plath topic: Death and Suicide. What fun. So yeah, we did two really morbid and tragically depressing poems, and by the time the bell went I was actually questioning the reason to life. It's funny, in her poems she either portrays death as this amazing new start and like a blank canvas where she can be in peace and there aren't any expectations of her, and she can be reunited with her father... and then she'll go on some horrible descriptive tangent of decaying bodies and gruseom stuff and it is absolutely vile! So yeah, bring on the scissors and the rope!
Then in Gregory's lesson, we're doing David Mamet's play Oleanna, which is actually really good, but the two charcters in it are so frustrating and stpuid, it makes it really hard to focus when reading it, because I just keep thinking how much I hate both of them! Plus it's about sexual harassment and like the ambiguity of harassment claims in the 90s (kinda) and our whole class just have massive debates about it, it's funny.
And now, I'm experiencing Heroes withdrawal symptoms, so I'll be off to watch another episode :D
Laterss xx
Friday, 15 January 2010
Monday, 11 January 2010
January 11th 2010 - Woah major stress!
Not even two weeks into the new year and I've ALREADY failed my only realistic resolution haha! But I do have an excuse, and yes it is an excuse, not a reason...
So, I had my first module today, which wasn't too bad, but it was critical thinking, where you only need 65% to get an A grade - not too difficult then. But Oh sweet Jesus, tomorrow is Biology, in which you need like 100000% to get a C at least! Argh the speck is so hard, and I've been getting so stressed out about it. And what's worse is my brother is like doing no revision for any of his modules (even though he's retaking half of them cause he failed the last time) and he just swans around like he's god's gift to Christ and it annoys me so much because I know he's gonna do just as shit this time round! I mean I'm trying to help him, but he's just being such a selfish DICK at the minute, ARGH can't deal!
And then because I'm getting so heated about everything my skin has pretty much erupted, I feel like Yellow Stone or something, grossness! And my hair has totally frizzed up, it looks like I've been cooked a high heat and the cannibal forgot I was in the oven... bad times my friends.
Plus! The snow in England is crazy, it was awesome for a few days, it was fun making snowmen til my hands fell off, but now because England is so overcome by something so simple as SNOW everyhting has stopped, apart from my school and the exam boards. And seeing as I get the bus to school, and they might have to stop because of the "icy conditions", I have no way of getting to my exams, so I might have to retake them in the summer. :O JUST PILE ON MORE DAMN STRESS WHY DON'T YOU TINMAN?!?!?!?!??!! DOUUUUUUUCHE BAGGGGGGGGGG! Hate hate hate with capital letters and random symbols thrown in... little bit like this: (D%&@K"A#O!}+!!!!!!!!!! (Always wanted to do that haha.)
So yeah, that's where I've been the past like week, just so you know I haven't died. I'm not sure what will happen to this blog when I do... I might have to get someone to write my last ever post for me when I'm sat on my death bed in pain... if it'll last that long. I don't know :S I don't tend to give these things much thought... come to think of it I don't give much a lot of thought lol. Oh well, back to revish :(
Laterss xx
PS My shortest post of the year :O :(
So, I had my first module today, which wasn't too bad, but it was critical thinking, where you only need 65% to get an A grade - not too difficult then. But Oh sweet Jesus, tomorrow is Biology, in which you need like 100000% to get a C at least! Argh the speck is so hard, and I've been getting so stressed out about it. And what's worse is my brother is like doing no revision for any of his modules (even though he's retaking half of them cause he failed the last time) and he just swans around like he's god's gift to Christ and it annoys me so much because I know he's gonna do just as shit this time round! I mean I'm trying to help him, but he's just being such a selfish DICK at the minute, ARGH can't deal!
And then because I'm getting so heated about everything my skin has pretty much erupted, I feel like Yellow Stone or something, grossness! And my hair has totally frizzed up, it looks like I've been cooked a high heat and the cannibal forgot I was in the oven... bad times my friends.
Plus! The snow in England is crazy, it was awesome for a few days, it was fun making snowmen til my hands fell off, but now because England is so overcome by something so simple as SNOW everyhting has stopped, apart from my school and the exam boards. And seeing as I get the bus to school, and they might have to stop because of the "icy conditions", I have no way of getting to my exams, so I might have to retake them in the summer. :O JUST PILE ON MORE DAMN STRESS WHY DON'T YOU TINMAN?!?!?!?!??!! DOUUUUUUUCHE BAGGGGGGGGGG! Hate hate hate with capital letters and random symbols thrown in... little bit like this: (D%&@K"A#O!}+!!!!!!!!!! (Always wanted to do that haha.)
So yeah, that's where I've been the past like week, just so you know I haven't died. I'm not sure what will happen to this blog when I do... I might have to get someone to write my last ever post for me when I'm sat on my death bed in pain... if it'll last that long. I don't know :S I don't tend to give these things much thought... come to think of it I don't give much a lot of thought lol. Oh well, back to revish :(
Laterss xx
PS My shortest post of the year :O :(
Tuesday, 5 January 2010
January 4th 2010 - Back to hell.
Seeing as it's now 00:12, it's technically the 5th, but whose gonna check up on that?
So, today saw my arrival back in the torture zone, and it was just as awful as I predicted.
My morning started at 6:30 in my attic bedroom where central heating has just malfunctioned completely; when it's cold the radiator doesn't work and when it's hot it decides to blast into life. Today, it was not only cold but it was BLOODY freezing! I'm surprised I made it out of bed. And then my hair wouldn't do what I told it to, just went totally AWOL on me: it looked like demon imps had ravaged it in the night without my knowledge.PLus I fell over on the way to my bus stop because the roads were so icy, thankfully it was early and still dark so no one saw me publicly humiliate myself, not that I don't do it enough already :)
It was really cool seeing all the guys from the bus again this morning too, I missed them over the break with all they're weirdness haha. It's pretty much just me and the guys now that Siriol's left, and Alma and Holly don't really talk a lot when they're on there... So I sorta become a man for about 45 minutes before and after school everyday: it's a lot of fun. They make me laugh so much haha, love 'em to bits.
Then we got to school and my mood just died altogether. It started with me drowning in all the usual "Oh my god, hey, haven't seen you in weeks, how was your holiday"s with a load of people who I didn't want to talk to anyway, but damn British politeness just keppt getting in the way. Meh, I know I'm a humbug... still it was kinda nice to see my group again, we didn't meet up at all in the holidays, "revision" just took over.
I had psychology 1st period, which was okay, we just did revision but it was on a topic that I don't really understand that well so it made me feel rubbish, and I started mildly stressing about the exam. Then I had biology, which was just more revision, luckily that was stuff I already knew. Unluckily sir told us that we would have a mock exam tomorrow (now today) just completely out of the blue, which I haven't revised for because I've been trying to do too many other things like my English coursework. My first draft is due in tomorrow (again, now today) and I've only written about 300 words. I'm really worried about that too, because I know I'll end up rushing it later on tonight (this morning) and it'll end up being crap. Thing is, I still have Miss Gregory, and I don't mean to sound pretentious but I've been pretty much the best in the class for the most part of this year, and she had high expectations for me from the last two years also, so I know she'll expect a huge amount. Well, I guess it's only first draft and I can improve it later, I should probably be doing that now, not blogging :S
Break just dwindled into nothing, which dwindled into double French. It was actually pretty good, did a debate on smoking and alcoholism and stuff.
Lunch just plain isn't worth a mention, apart from some random game called Peggle that my friend made me play on his iPod... it was pretty much just a crap version of pinball... :/
And the double literature, with dearest Mr Grimmet, how I adore that man, even with his new weird haircut and in his flu'ed-up state. It's sad how insane I am really, but you haven't met him.... I can't expect you to understand :P Even so, all through his lesson I was paniking about the huge work load I had to do (still have to do) and then Sylvia Plath just made me feel depressed and I found myself welling up. It was bizarre! Then at the end of the lesson, I kinda just hugged Son for ages 'cause she was there and I needed one, and bless him, he came up to me as I was leaving and was like "are you okay?" At which I nearly burst into tears, but somehow retained emotion and I sorta explained various parts of my huge stressness to him; he said that I could see him at any time if I needed his help or someone to talk to... OH MY GOD HOW SWEET IS THAT?! Love love love! And he definitely does not have a child :D Nor does he want one... double :D I might go an bawl on him tomorrow and tell him about Gregory's essay and how I just haven't had time, then again I might bawl on her... but she'd probably slap me and tell me to get a grip.
Critical Thinking after that... in which I did no thinking whatsoever! I just looked at the birds out the window, momentarily wished I could fly (away from my serious issues that is) and then can't recall any other thought in the 50 minutes I was in the lesson for. Oh well, it doesn't matter what grade I get tehe.
ARGH! It's now 5 to 2 in the morning, and I've only written about a page... so, tired, must, work. Sob, screw it, I'll just stay up all night, it'll be fine :S Should probably be getting on with this now though.
Your insomniac friend...
Laterss xx
So, today saw my arrival back in the torture zone, and it was just as awful as I predicted.
My morning started at 6:30 in my attic bedroom where central heating has just malfunctioned completely; when it's cold the radiator doesn't work and when it's hot it decides to blast into life. Today, it was not only cold but it was BLOODY freezing! I'm surprised I made it out of bed. And then my hair wouldn't do what I told it to, just went totally AWOL on me: it looked like demon imps had ravaged it in the night without my knowledge.PLus I fell over on the way to my bus stop because the roads were so icy, thankfully it was early and still dark so no one saw me publicly humiliate myself, not that I don't do it enough already :)
It was really cool seeing all the guys from the bus again this morning too, I missed them over the break with all they're weirdness haha. It's pretty much just me and the guys now that Siriol's left, and Alma and Holly don't really talk a lot when they're on there... So I sorta become a man for about 45 minutes before and after school everyday: it's a lot of fun. They make me laugh so much haha, love 'em to bits.
Then we got to school and my mood just died altogether. It started with me drowning in all the usual "Oh my god, hey, haven't seen you in weeks, how was your holiday"s with a load of people who I didn't want to talk to anyway, but damn British politeness just keppt getting in the way. Meh, I know I'm a humbug... still it was kinda nice to see my group again, we didn't meet up at all in the holidays, "revision" just took over.
I had psychology 1st period, which was okay, we just did revision but it was on a topic that I don't really understand that well so it made me feel rubbish, and I started mildly stressing about the exam. Then I had biology, which was just more revision, luckily that was stuff I already knew. Unluckily sir told us that we would have a mock exam tomorrow (now today) just completely out of the blue, which I haven't revised for because I've been trying to do too many other things like my English coursework. My first draft is due in tomorrow (again, now today) and I've only written about 300 words. I'm really worried about that too, because I know I'll end up rushing it later on tonight (this morning) and it'll end up being crap. Thing is, I still have Miss Gregory, and I don't mean to sound pretentious but I've been pretty much the best in the class for the most part of this year, and she had high expectations for me from the last two years also, so I know she'll expect a huge amount. Well, I guess it's only first draft and I can improve it later, I should probably be doing that now, not blogging :S
Break just dwindled into nothing, which dwindled into double French. It was actually pretty good, did a debate on smoking and alcoholism and stuff.
Lunch just plain isn't worth a mention, apart from some random game called Peggle that my friend made me play on his iPod... it was pretty much just a crap version of pinball... :/
And the double literature, with dearest Mr Grimmet, how I adore that man, even with his new weird haircut and in his flu'ed-up state. It's sad how insane I am really, but you haven't met him.... I can't expect you to understand :P Even so, all through his lesson I was paniking about the huge work load I had to do (still have to do) and then Sylvia Plath just made me feel depressed and I found myself welling up. It was bizarre! Then at the end of the lesson, I kinda just hugged Son for ages 'cause she was there and I needed one, and bless him, he came up to me as I was leaving and was like "are you okay?" At which I nearly burst into tears, but somehow retained emotion and I sorta explained various parts of my huge stressness to him; he said that I could see him at any time if I needed his help or someone to talk to... OH MY GOD HOW SWEET IS THAT?! Love love love! And he definitely does not have a child :D Nor does he want one... double :D I might go an bawl on him tomorrow and tell him about Gregory's essay and how I just haven't had time, then again I might bawl on her... but she'd probably slap me and tell me to get a grip.
Critical Thinking after that... in which I did no thinking whatsoever! I just looked at the birds out the window, momentarily wished I could fly (away from my serious issues that is) and then can't recall any other thought in the 50 minutes I was in the lesson for. Oh well, it doesn't matter what grade I get tehe.
ARGH! It's now 5 to 2 in the morning, and I've only written about a page... so, tired, must, work. Sob, screw it, I'll just stay up all night, it'll be fine :S Should probably be getting on with this now though.
Your insomniac friend...
Laterss xx
Sunday, 3 January 2010
January 3rd 2010 - Doctor Who overload.
Okay, so I really don't know how much longer I can keep up writing 2010 at the end of every post-title, because the 1 key on my computer makes a really weird clacking noise every time I touch it. It makes me cringe, but it's one of those things that you keep doing, y'know? Like when you keep stabbing yourself with a pen even though it hurts... but maybe that's just me and that's just one of the dorky things I do :S Most likely the latter in fact.
So, I realised today that I've completely forgotten to post my thoughts on the last Doctor Who episodes :O Shock -- horror! I basically thought it was amazing, even though I missed the first 10 minutes (there's r=that 1 again :/) of the first episode so was sorta confused through that one, and I can't seem to find it anywhere online - if you know a site, please comment!! - but still, it just broke my heart how afraid the Doctor was the whole way through it, and how on edge he was because of knocking. Plus I'm far too in love with David Tennant, so the last episode was like saying goodbye to him, I wept. To tell the truth I cried like the whole way through, the scenes between Wilf and the Doctor were just heart-wrenching, it was unbearable.
I got a little bit lost with the whole Gallafrey/Time Lord return thing as well, because I totally thought they'd all been wiped out in the time war, and then if they were in the locked bubbly thing, how did the diamond get out?! And how did the signal cause some sort of rift to let them through? So many questions! In that sense, I think it could've been done better, but I think the emotional scenes were so perfect! Especially the one with the parallel of the gun when he keeps switching between the Master and Rassilon or whoever he was, I thought that was really good, just the look on his face was superb, Tennant acts with every atom of his body and he's just so wonderful. I can't believe he's leaving!
And then, oh my God when he went on a rage at Wilf when he was locked in the glass cupboard thing, with the four knocks, and the sheer look of dread on his face, that really set off the water works. I'm such a dork to cry at Doctor Who and mourning a fictional charcter but, wow, I challenge anyone not to shed a tear at that. I also think the imagery of that glass cage was fantastic, because it illustrates his entrappment and the fact that he can't escape... it portrayed the inevitabilty (word?) of his death so well, I salute you Russell Davies!
And then at the end when he visits everyone, it was awful. And oh my god oh my god oh my god I was so happy to see Rose again! And SOO happy that they didn't muck that bit up, because when they started showing him going through mickey and martha (I actually don't know why but that didn't surprise me at all, like I kinda knew it was coming), and Donna at her wedding, I was really worried that they'd screw up Rose or even if they'd do it at all. Then I thought how are they going to fit it in without there being 2 doctors at the same time, it was odd, plus the fact she's now in a whole other universe made it impossible to see her in the present. But yeah, when he was like "you're going to have a good year" I just broke down, and then he regenerated and said :I don't want to go" OH MY GOODNESS! David Tennant I love you :( Also I really loved the Alonso/Captain Jack scene, no matter how star wars it was :D
Ugh. I'm devastated that David Tennant's leaving, but even worse, they've replaced him with a travesty! I really dislike Matt Smith as the 11th Doctor; I don't like his big nose, or his silly little bow ties, or the way he says geronimo or his rubish hair, or come to think of it his RUBBUSH looks. Hate hate hate with a supreme passion! Then again, I didn't think Tennant would be that good after Eccleston but he turned out to be the best Doctor ever, so maybe I should cut him some slack and give him a chance...
Plus, the new guy whose writing it now is the one who did Blink and some of the other scarier episodes, which should be really good because I really like horror :D But the on the down side, will we get enough emotion from them? Ah it's all too controversial and I've already ranted for so long just about Doctor Who. It's funny, me and my friend had a proper debate about it a while ago because we're just nerds like that :D Oh well, maybe I'll just leave it there and wait til Spring to see what becomes of it...
Anyway, welcome to my last day of freedom! Yes, I go back to school tomorrow, and that's where all the drama of exams will set in and I will go into a crazy overdrive of stress. It's scary to think that these modules are like the start of my career. In just over a week I will be on my way to... life? That doesn't make much sense but ahh you know what I mean. This holiday has gone way too fast, It feels like Christmas didn't even come this year! How was all of yours by the way?
And YIPEE! New series of Hustle starts tomorrow! I'm praying that Danny and Stacey will come back, but I think it'll be the same two people from last year, who were pretty cool to give them credit, but I just love Danny Blue, he's ace :D Whoever it is, they're who I'll be escaping to when I come home deflated from my disastrous day at school. Wish my luck friends :)
Laterss xx
So, I realised today that I've completely forgotten to post my thoughts on the last Doctor Who episodes :O Shock -- horror! I basically thought it was amazing, even though I missed the first 10 minutes (there's r=that 1 again :/) of the first episode so was sorta confused through that one, and I can't seem to find it anywhere online - if you know a site, please comment!! - but still, it just broke my heart how afraid the Doctor was the whole way through it, and how on edge he was because of knocking. Plus I'm far too in love with David Tennant, so the last episode was like saying goodbye to him, I wept. To tell the truth I cried like the whole way through, the scenes between Wilf and the Doctor were just heart-wrenching, it was unbearable.
I got a little bit lost with the whole Gallafrey/Time Lord return thing as well, because I totally thought they'd all been wiped out in the time war, and then if they were in the locked bubbly thing, how did the diamond get out?! And how did the signal cause some sort of rift to let them through? So many questions! In that sense, I think it could've been done better, but I think the emotional scenes were so perfect! Especially the one with the parallel of the gun when he keeps switching between the Master and Rassilon or whoever he was, I thought that was really good, just the look on his face was superb, Tennant acts with every atom of his body and he's just so wonderful. I can't believe he's leaving!
And then, oh my God when he went on a rage at Wilf when he was locked in the glass cupboard thing, with the four knocks, and the sheer look of dread on his face, that really set off the water works. I'm such a dork to cry at Doctor Who and mourning a fictional charcter but, wow, I challenge anyone not to shed a tear at that. I also think the imagery of that glass cage was fantastic, because it illustrates his entrappment and the fact that he can't escape... it portrayed the inevitabilty (word?) of his death so well, I salute you Russell Davies!
And then at the end when he visits everyone, it was awful. And oh my god oh my god oh my god I was so happy to see Rose again! And SOO happy that they didn't muck that bit up, because when they started showing him going through mickey and martha (I actually don't know why but that didn't surprise me at all, like I kinda knew it was coming), and Donna at her wedding, I was really worried that they'd screw up Rose or even if they'd do it at all. Then I thought how are they going to fit it in without there being 2 doctors at the same time, it was odd, plus the fact she's now in a whole other universe made it impossible to see her in the present. But yeah, when he was like "you're going to have a good year" I just broke down, and then he regenerated and said :I don't want to go" OH MY GOODNESS! David Tennant I love you :( Also I really loved the Alonso/Captain Jack scene, no matter how star wars it was :D
Ugh. I'm devastated that David Tennant's leaving, but even worse, they've replaced him with a travesty! I really dislike Matt Smith as the 11th Doctor; I don't like his big nose, or his silly little bow ties, or the way he says geronimo or his rubish hair, or come to think of it his RUBBUSH looks. Hate hate hate with a supreme passion! Then again, I didn't think Tennant would be that good after Eccleston but he turned out to be the best Doctor ever, so maybe I should cut him some slack and give him a chance...
Plus, the new guy whose writing it now is the one who did Blink and some of the other scarier episodes, which should be really good because I really like horror :D But the on the down side, will we get enough emotion from them? Ah it's all too controversial and I've already ranted for so long just about Doctor Who. It's funny, me and my friend had a proper debate about it a while ago because we're just nerds like that :D Oh well, maybe I'll just leave it there and wait til Spring to see what becomes of it...
Anyway, welcome to my last day of freedom! Yes, I go back to school tomorrow, and that's where all the drama of exams will set in and I will go into a crazy overdrive of stress. It's scary to think that these modules are like the start of my career. In just over a week I will be on my way to... life? That doesn't make much sense but ahh you know what I mean. This holiday has gone way too fast, It feels like Christmas didn't even come this year! How was all of yours by the way?
And YIPEE! New series of Hustle starts tomorrow! I'm praying that Danny and Stacey will come back, but I think it'll be the same two people from last year, who were pretty cool to give them credit, but I just love Danny Blue, he's ace :D Whoever it is, they're who I'll be escaping to when I come home deflated from my disastrous day at school. Wish my luck friends :)
Laterss xx
Saturday, 2 January 2010
January 2nd 2010 - Chinese food and the glory of beer.
Hello chums :) Today sees me in higher spirits than last night :D "Why?" you ask? "What can rid dragon-lady from the evil demon inside her which has been thriving off the joy of those around her for so long?!"
The answer, you will find, lies in the delights of Chim's chinese takeaway, at the end of my road' and what a fabulous road it is :D Yes my friends, I have found the cure for depression: a feast compiled of egg fried rice, crispy chili beef, duck in plum sauce with beansprouts, lemon chicken, singapore noodles, beef in black bean sauce, chicken chowmein and some other things that I can't remember. And i didn't eat ALL that by myself, it was shared between four of us, though I think my Dad ate at least 3/4 of it single-handedly... greedy pig :D
Accompanying my sulking-cure, BEER! Who could ask for more? I don't care if some people find it manly, gross and makes them puke, to me it is the grail of all things wondrous! Though on a test we did in psychology a couple of months ago, I scored 94 points on masculinity and only 78 on feminity, resulting in a huge testosterone spurt leading to the large beard now obscuring most of my face. Je blague, but I was more masculine than my freind Matt lol, he wasn't so pleased :P
Speaking of Psychology, you will be happy to know that today, for once, I sat down and not only did I revise and do my homework, I completed my mock exam without loking at my books once :D Which I shouldn't really be happy about, I should just be able to do that but as you well know it's been way too difficult for me recently. So, SCORE!!! And no one to high five me :( Mal ouej (badly played) guys!
And that was even after I woke up at 3 in the afternoon, AGAIN! I know I signed off at like 9:30 last night and swpre I'd go to bed, but Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince lured me out of bed and over to the bookcase when I couldn't sleep and then Ron looked oh-so-handsome on the cover; I couldn't resist! But god that film is amazing! A lot of people thought it was shite, and admitedly the parts with Ginny in it ARE but just because she's a knob at acting doesn't make it a bad film! Fair enough if you hadn't read the books you'd be pretty lost, but all the same, I love it and just can't say anything bad about ANYTHING Harry Potter, besides Bonnie Wright's acting :D Christ she's such a dick in the film, it makes me cringe every time she comes on screen! Oh Harry, let me feed you mince pies and hide in closets for you til my dying day! Fuck off bitch. Lol and when she bent down to tie up his shoe-lace, I thought it was for 'other' reasons.... I'll give you three guesses ;)
Plus, I'm really pissed off that they totally left out Dumbledore's funeral, 'cause it's SUCH a huge part in the books and they could've done it really well but they just forgot to add it in, what a pile of wank! Unless they're gonna have that bit at the start of the next film, which I doubt, but anyway, if it's not in there I will make it my mission to sue Warner Brothers for all they got :)
Wow, I think that's quite enough ranting for one night haha, more updates soon... but only because I promised :P
Laterss xx
The answer, you will find, lies in the delights of Chim's chinese takeaway, at the end of my road' and what a fabulous road it is :D Yes my friends, I have found the cure for depression: a feast compiled of egg fried rice, crispy chili beef, duck in plum sauce with beansprouts, lemon chicken, singapore noodles, beef in black bean sauce, chicken chowmein and some other things that I can't remember. And i didn't eat ALL that by myself, it was shared between four of us, though I think my Dad ate at least 3/4 of it single-handedly... greedy pig :D
Accompanying my sulking-cure, BEER! Who could ask for more? I don't care if some people find it manly, gross and makes them puke, to me it is the grail of all things wondrous! Though on a test we did in psychology a couple of months ago, I scored 94 points on masculinity and only 78 on feminity, resulting in a huge testosterone spurt leading to the large beard now obscuring most of my face. Je blague, but I was more masculine than my freind Matt lol, he wasn't so pleased :P
Speaking of Psychology, you will be happy to know that today, for once, I sat down and not only did I revise and do my homework, I completed my mock exam without loking at my books once :D Which I shouldn't really be happy about, I should just be able to do that but as you well know it's been way too difficult for me recently. So, SCORE!!! And no one to high five me :( Mal ouej (badly played) guys!
And that was even after I woke up at 3 in the afternoon, AGAIN! I know I signed off at like 9:30 last night and swpre I'd go to bed, but Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince lured me out of bed and over to the bookcase when I couldn't sleep and then Ron looked oh-so-handsome on the cover; I couldn't resist! But god that film is amazing! A lot of people thought it was shite, and admitedly the parts with Ginny in it ARE but just because she's a knob at acting doesn't make it a bad film! Fair enough if you hadn't read the books you'd be pretty lost, but all the same, I love it and just can't say anything bad about ANYTHING Harry Potter, besides Bonnie Wright's acting :D Christ she's such a dick in the film, it makes me cringe every time she comes on screen! Oh Harry, let me feed you mince pies and hide in closets for you til my dying day! Fuck off bitch. Lol and when she bent down to tie up his shoe-lace, I thought it was for 'other' reasons.... I'll give you three guesses ;)
Plus, I'm really pissed off that they totally left out Dumbledore's funeral, 'cause it's SUCH a huge part in the books and they could've done it really well but they just forgot to add it in, what a pile of wank! Unless they're gonna have that bit at the start of the next film, which I doubt, but anyway, if it's not in there I will make it my mission to sue Warner Brothers for all they got :)
Wow, I think that's quite enough ranting for one night haha, more updates soon... but only because I promised :P
Laterss xx
Friday, 1 January 2010
January 1st 2010 - A new start...?
Hmmm, a new start... it's unlikely to be honest, however much I desperately need or want one. I know within a couple of weeks I'll revert back to my old lazy ways. Well to hell with that already: today I have done nothing. N-O-T-H-I-N-G! I woke up late after drinking by myself til the early hours of this morning last night (that makes no logical sense at all, but you know what I mean) and then attempted to do many things. All of which failed horribly.
With three modules coming up in a couple of weeks, it's pretty vital to my Alevels that I revise for them. So far I haven't done a lot, no change today. Though, to give myself some credit, I DID try! I sat down with my books and folders and pens and paper and a bowl of bran flakes and a huge glass of water - that is brain food, right? I mean bran pretty much IS brain minus the one letter i which makes hardly any difference anyway - but I just couldn't do it. The most frustrating thing is I don't know why; I want to revise and I want to get good grades, I just physically can't sit down and do it when I'm at home. I suppose I'd better kiss my future career goodbye... :(
Also, I tried to tidy my room and ended up just playing spider solitaire on my laptop whilst singing away to mcfly, apparently without a care in the world. Which is bad because I'm currently living in a room that seemingly has no floor... my carpet has actually vanished and been replaced by a whole load of god-only-knows-what. Disgusting, I admit.
Next, and this is around 6 o'clock now, after waking up at like 3 :S. I gathered all my Literature resources, preparing to write my coursework (essay on EM Forster's 'classic' A Passage to India. It's actually the worst book I've ever read, and I only got like 100 pages in... woopsie) and then just didn't do it. I watched some crappy programme called Everwood online instead. I always get distracted by watching American teenage garbage, first it was one tree hill, then veronica mars, then gossip girl, then gilmore girls and now this! I shame myself! I don't even know why I watch them, they're so melodramatic and far-fetched. Still, I guess a part of me wishes real life was like that, where all the guys are beautiful and flawless in personality, and all my problems just get sorted out so I can live a life of perfect ease. I'll pray to Heath Ledger lol, and just maybe I'll be transported back to New York and I'll live there and everything will be amazing. Maybe.
A new start. That means not sitting around like I have been for the past zillion years waiting for the right guy to sweep me off my feet. For the record, Callum didn't work out so good. Another one down the drain. Not that I blame him: I wouldn't want to be with me, I'm a wreck. Which really looks good on me, along with the extra weight from Christmas. New year's resolution 2: look good by at least summer, so I can fit into a swimming costume without it bulging in all the wrong places. And number 3 is obviously find mr right. Number 4 being don't fuck up this year in school. And number 5 being BE MORE SPONTANEOUS! That's the most annoying thing about my life, it's all so predictable because I live each day exactly the same, and I don't want that anymore y'know? I wanna go out and have adventures and find my own Hogwarts, become my own heroine. I'm sick of being boring and unnoticed.
Wow, New starts become depressing real quick! And I should probably go and sleep if I want to get up at a reasonable hour tomorrow, allowing plenty of revision time :)
Night folks xx
With three modules coming up in a couple of weeks, it's pretty vital to my Alevels that I revise for them. So far I haven't done a lot, no change today. Though, to give myself some credit, I DID try! I sat down with my books and folders and pens and paper and a bowl of bran flakes and a huge glass of water - that is brain food, right? I mean bran pretty much IS brain minus the one letter i which makes hardly any difference anyway - but I just couldn't do it. The most frustrating thing is I don't know why; I want to revise and I want to get good grades, I just physically can't sit down and do it when I'm at home. I suppose I'd better kiss my future career goodbye... :(
Also, I tried to tidy my room and ended up just playing spider solitaire on my laptop whilst singing away to mcfly, apparently without a care in the world. Which is bad because I'm currently living in a room that seemingly has no floor... my carpet has actually vanished and been replaced by a whole load of god-only-knows-what. Disgusting, I admit.
Next, and this is around 6 o'clock now, after waking up at like 3 :S. I gathered all my Literature resources, preparing to write my coursework (essay on EM Forster's 'classic' A Passage to India. It's actually the worst book I've ever read, and I only got like 100 pages in... woopsie) and then just didn't do it. I watched some crappy programme called Everwood online instead. I always get distracted by watching American teenage garbage, first it was one tree hill, then veronica mars, then gossip girl, then gilmore girls and now this! I shame myself! I don't even know why I watch them, they're so melodramatic and far-fetched. Still, I guess a part of me wishes real life was like that, where all the guys are beautiful and flawless in personality, and all my problems just get sorted out so I can live a life of perfect ease. I'll pray to Heath Ledger lol, and just maybe I'll be transported back to New York and I'll live there and everything will be amazing. Maybe.
A new start. That means not sitting around like I have been for the past zillion years waiting for the right guy to sweep me off my feet. For the record, Callum didn't work out so good. Another one down the drain. Not that I blame him: I wouldn't want to be with me, I'm a wreck. Which really looks good on me, along with the extra weight from Christmas. New year's resolution 2: look good by at least summer, so I can fit into a swimming costume without it bulging in all the wrong places. And number 3 is obviously find mr right. Number 4 being don't fuck up this year in school. And number 5 being BE MORE SPONTANEOUS! That's the most annoying thing about my life, it's all so predictable because I live each day exactly the same, and I don't want that anymore y'know? I wanna go out and have adventures and find my own Hogwarts, become my own heroine. I'm sick of being boring and unnoticed.
Wow, New starts become depressing real quick! And I should probably go and sleep if I want to get up at a reasonable hour tomorrow, allowing plenty of revision time :)
Night folks xx
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