Revision blues

Urgh....yuck. Everything has been shitty today. I felt like a bloody mountain goat going to school with 101 bags attatched to me. Moan moan moan, blah blah blah. I think I'm suffering from exaustion actually-I fell over on the bus last week. It was one of those things which would have been funny, if it wasn't happening to you. No one even bothered to help me, selfish pigs.

Headache headache headache

I'm writing this apology to myself, for when I read this entry back later on: Sorry for my lack of writing talent.

17 Days until my birthday! 2 days until my science modular exams!

Can't wait.

TFI Friday!

Stupid post title. But totally, totally true. I think my weekend is going to consist of revision, coursework, food and sleep. Oh yeah, and I'm going to the new Ikea tomorrow for a bit of Swedish retail therapy. You might have heard about its opening night on the news-Stampede mars IKEA London opening. I don't think people with so little sense as to camp outside a furniture shop for a day until 12 midnight should be too suprised that there was a riot. I watched it on the news-there were babies being lifted to safety above the crowds. There goes the neighbourhood, haha. I'm glad I don't live in Edmonton. I am excited though, especially about the 99p scented candles, scandanavian jams and all. Oh and daim choccys. Mmmmm!

My brother has been really pissing me off latley. When your twelve year old brother holds on to your dad's legs and refuses to let go, you know that somethings wrong. He's also been getting into the whole emotional blackmail thing-threatening to bash his head against the wall if he doesn't get his way and then doing it infront of my mum, as hard as he can without it actually hurting too much. The other day, we actually got into an argument over twister ice creams. He said that they do not have any (dairy) ice cream in them, which obviously they do. I know that it looks like I'm just as childish, but in my defence, I was in my room after "walking away", when he practically shouted me down the stairs to prove his point. So I went into the freezer and took out a twister, and naturally, it had the swirly pineapple ice cream on it. Then he tried to change the subject by climbing up a step ladder that was near the door.

This happened when my mum wasn't here and I was meant to be "looking after him". It's like he just goes around asking for an argument. The phrase "act your age, not your shoe size" is very fitting.

Hmm...I wonder if anyone (that I havn't given the address to) even reads this. Probably no. But I'm copying and pasting one of those email quiz thingys. Me and my friend made the questions up for this one, so hopefully its not as tragic as the others.

1. Full, full name (include made up middle names and such): Censored for the sake of amomoinimity.
2. Other stuff people call you: See answer to question 1.
3. How old do you like to think you are? 21...Yeah that sounds cool..."I'm 21, how about you?"
4. Do you have eyes and hair? If so, tell me about them: *checks* Yep, I think I've got some of those. Two green eyes, and some brown hair. Does that sound normal?
5. Is it raining right now? I'm not bothered to check, but living in London, it probably is.
6. What were you doing on the 2nd of July 2002? Well, I must have been sleeping at some point.7. Have you not not been arrested before? No
8. Do you like Romeo and Juliet? NOOOOOOOOOOOO
9. Favourite board game (meaning something like monopoly, or a game you play when you're board): Maybe pictionary or annoy-your-younger-sibling.
10. Least favourite board game (if you HAD to choose, cause everyone likes board games, right?): Checkers...ARGH!!!!
11. Who is the most peculiar and why? That weird man on my street who walks around in a suit, with a can of beer and sainsburys bag. Oh, and also Soma (just kidding :P)
12. What colour thermal underwear are you wearning? Rainbow...it is pretty cold after all. I'm also wearing a bob the builder thermal vest.
13. How do you sleep at night? On a pile of straw, curled into a little ball. Oh no, thats a hamster, isn't it. In a bed then, on my side.
14. Do you like or dislike valentines day? Dislike strongly
15. Ever eaten Krispy Kreme doughnuts? Yep...mmm mmm
16. Does the phrase "You can't have your cake and eat it too" make sense? Course it does, only stupid people can't understand that phrase.
17. What makes you want to shove sand into your eyeballs? When I stub my toe on a chair.18. Favourite educational TV programme: El Nombre
19. Favourite type of fish: Tuuuna
20. How many blades of grass do you have on your lawn? 145,347,000,00021. Which hat of yours is the most expensive and how much did it cost? Erm...I think my most expensive hat probably cost about £6. Impressive, non?
22. How much do you love me? *stretches arms* THIS MUCH!
23. Did you ever fall for that "it is impossible to lick your elbow" thing? Didn't everyone?

IT IS IMPOSSIBLE TO LICK THE NORTH POLE.

24. Did you try and lick it? I bet you did. Yeah, sure pal.
25. What make are your computer speakers? Dell
26. Describe your ideal pair of shoes: Anything that looks good in a laid back casual kind of way. Being the right size is also a plus.
27. What is the sixth sense? Common sense.
28. What's your favourite pirate memory game? That would be "Peices of 8"
29. Does George Bush smell? Yes
30. Does Tony Blair smell? Yes
31. Does the person who sent this to you smell? Yes of roses
32. What do you prefer, perfume or eau de toilette? Eau de toilette
33. What is your reason for the previous answer? Because it means toilet water :P And its not as strong.
34. Have you ever done anything legal? Of course (don't tell anyone)
35. Have you ever drank or taken apples (or even PEARS)? All 3...Thats right, I'm BAD!!!
36. why do you have to breathe? Cause otherwise I might pass out.
37. describe the 5 worst things about yourself: Annoyingness, nail biting, too small, figety, lazy (sometimes). Don't hate me, I promise I have *some* good qualities...
38. do you really need to eat anymore? The question is, do I really need to stop eating? *munches* probably yes
39. describe your worst hairdo: Horribly long and thin and ratty.
40. describe your worst outfit: Pink culottes and matching top (when I was about 6)
41. Most gruesome childhood memory: Falling off a bike and cutting my knee...probably a lot less gruesome as I imagined it at the time.
42. How many times a month do you brush your teeth? 60 (about)
43. What brand of toothbrush do you use? Colgate
44. What brand of toothpaste do you use? Also Colgate
45. What brand of mouthwash do you use? Lysterine....MMM
46. Favourite fast (disgusting) food restaurant: Yuck...erm...probably burger king.
47. How many spots do you have on your face? Hopefully none48. Do you have (metaphorical) devil horns or a halo? Halo + a 2 tiny horns hidden by my hair.
49. why do you exist? Because the world would not be able to function without me.
50. how did you come to exist? The stork, duh! Everyone knows that.
51. what's your worst nightmare...come on, spill! Seeing a ghost or some kind of other supernatural creature, or a murderer and no one believing me, and then having to be left alone in the house and get killed.
52. phobias? None really, but I'm a bit scared of wasps and cockroaches.
53. which is you favourite Winnie the Pooh character? T I Double Grr Err! TIGGER!

Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow...

The novelty of having a blog is starting to wear off. I feel like I no longer have the capacity to go on and on about nothing. It might be because I've had a bit of a rotten day though.

Its been snowing on and off here for 2 days. The first time it started snowing, I ran around the house for 5 minues singing and being hyper :P But the snow didn't settle, and then it snowed again, and didn't settle, and this is starting to get annoying. The public transport is still bad, my feet have frostbite and there is a thin layer of ice on the pavements, but its not SNOWY! I thought it was getting a little late in the year for snow anyway-my birthday is in 3 weeks and I hope the weather improves a little before then. Even though its minus something outside, shops have decided that its not winter anymore and have stopped selling gloves. I lost one of mine the other day and went everywhere, and I couldn't find any, apart from some red suede ones. Ick. Now I'm stuck wearing my brothers gloves, which have a white skull and crossbones on them. I've tried wearing them so the skull is on the palm of my hands, but I'm still getting weird looks off people.

I started reading the Da Vinci Code the other day. I havn't read much, but so far, it's really good. I don't usually go for those kind of books, but I saw it in the library and just thought "Why not". Seeing as I havn't finished the book, I'm not really able to properly comment on it, but I'll post something when I'm done. It really pisses me off when people on Amazon do reviews for stuff that hasn't even been released yet (The Sims 2, etc). How exactly do they KNOW its so great? And then other morons do reviews talking about what is ment to be in it, and criticising the people who have reviewed it with "OMG this game is so great i cant wait till it comes out!!!!!1111!!!! I luv the sims2 eva1!!! XDXDXD". Jeeze, what hypocrites.

I also have so much coursework and revision to do, but I don't want to make an extra long moany post about all that. I've been slaving away on a bloody sewing machine practically all evening. The only thing keeping me from collapsing is that Desperate Housewives is on tonight. Drama Drama Drama! I don't really know what to do to fill up some space. I'm not in the mood for quizzes. I wanted to post some lyrics, but they seem a little too deep for this entry.

I thought I'd put on a picutre I drew in paint instead.



If you didn't already guess the moral of the story, it's that cliques are annoying. Why are there plenty more fish in the sea....would you like to date a fish? If it was raining cats and dogs I'm sure the road would be littered with carcasses and squashed puppy dog tails. Oh and also, anyone who thinks a bag that is pink and red has awful taste, and probably deserves to be killed by a bag filled with bricks.

Life's a bitch, but you don't hafta be.

Argh!!! I had a college interview today. I was biting my nails off nervous beforehand, but when I got in the room it actually turned out Ok. Everything was much more casual than I expected. It was also my first day back at school after half term, and already I'm feeling like I need to hire someone to drag me in there. Its like I've been so un-motivated this past month. It didn't help that there were optional *cough*compulsory*cough* revision classes on, and I missed textiles, so I will now have to feel the wrath of my evil textiles teacher. She is indescribably horrible-must have been a witch in her past life. Actually, scratch that, she was one of those women who accuses innocents of being witches, and burns them at the stake for her own viewing pleasure. That sounds about right.

School is morphing into a huge dramatic soap opera in front of my eyes, and there's nothing I can do to stop it happening. It’s almost like you get sucked in by all the rumours and gossip ("Ohmigod, she slapped who?!")- Just like entertainment to make the day a little more interesting. It’s been a weird year so far, everyone seems to have changed, become more mature, or immature. Unlike me, who is stuck in one place, with no idea what I'm going to do and where I'm going to do it. I'm not sure if pushing stuff to the back of my mind is the right way to handle things. I don't know how anyone can say that "Exams are getting easier". Everything is getting harder and more stressful day by day, but its just difficult to sit down and actually take a minute to think about coursework.

On the plus side:

I am worth $1,695,044.00 on HumanForSale.com

Hah! Don't touch what you can't afford. Unless you're a millionaire, then you can touch away, baby. But not there. Or there....or....there.

I also did a test to see what kind of a person I am.


free enneagram test

Type Five: The Investigator
The perceptive, cerebral type. Fives are alert, insightful, and curious. They are able to concentrate and focus on developing complex ideas and skills. Independent, innovative, and inventive, they can also become preoccupied with their thoughts and imaginary constructs. They become detached, yet high-strung and intense. They typically have problems with eccentricity, nihilism, and isolation. At their Best: visionary pioneers, often ahead of their time, and able to see the world in an entirely new way.

You could be my unintended...

I'm sad today. I've been reading a blog belonging to a substitute teacher (yes, I did say TEACHER) in my school and he's moved it. I think too many people found out about it and left stupid comments. I was hoping to carry on reading it until he left, and then I could send him a "Ha ha ha" email.

I did some more touristy things yesterday with ma cousine. In the early afternoon we went to Covent Garden, which is my favourite place to visit, because of all the crazy street performers and fun shops :D The station was so packed that my aunt said we should "Take the stairs". I was going to protest, but then I thought, what the hell, 196 steps (or however many) doesn't seem like that much. IT WAS. I swear, I almost collapsed, and the fact that it was a spiral staircase made it even worse. If you ever go to Covent Garden and think about taking the stairs to avoid the crowds, DON'T. After the terrible stair climbing ordeal, we went around the shops and then got cookies and milk. Out of all the performers, the best was this tramp. He had a sign made out of polystyrene that said "Crazy Niks Musical Traffic Cone" and he was playing the cone like a trumpet.

After Covent Garden, we went to Harrods (another place I had never been before). I was really only interested in going to get Krispy Kreme doughnuts, because its virtually the only place you can buy them near to me, but walking around was kinda fun. I saw an Armani silk rose with a safety pin attatched to it being sold for £109. And there was perfume that you could put on in the toilets. I finally got my Krispy Kremes (2 original, 1 chocolate cake cruller, 1 glazed kreme filled and one powdered blueberry filled)-they are so yummy. The only complaint I had about the powdered blueberry is that it was a bit too powdery, and made me gag, but still yummy.

I also watched my Trigger Happy TV DVD for the hundreth time.

That will never stop being funny. I also think the soundtrack is great...whenever I hear "Unintended" by Muse, I think of a snail on a zebra crossing.

Rapid change of subject, but this morning, my mum was complaining about pizza delivery leaflets coming through our door. I've stuck a sign outside now that reads:
I am lactose intolerant and cannot eat pizza. Until you invent some cheesy pizza that does not contain milk, please do not give me anymore leaflets.
And then its got a picture of a pizza, with a line through it, and YUCK!!!!! next to it. Its been 4 hours so far, and no leaflets, so it must be working.

I found this great website yesterday, Overheard in New York. Its basically people posting in stuff that they've overheard other people saying.
Trendy: I'd like a swiss burger, and, instead of fries, can I subsitute soup?
Waiter: No
Trendy: Ok, it was just a suggestion.
Waiter: Great. You can have it that way when you open your own restaurant.

And also:
Kid #1: Paper beats rock. BAM! Your rock is blowed up!
Kid #2: "Bam" doesn't blow up, "bam" makes it spicy. Now I got a SPICY ROCK! You can't defeat that!

Hee hee...I always like overhearing funny things, but then I forget them. Lots of things happen daily on the bus, when I'm going to and from school. There was once this incident with an American woman who got on the bus with her dog, and then the bus driver asked her to get off, and she wouldn't. Another funny one was when a lady with a pushchair ran over an old lady's foot :P I guess I need a little notebook that I can pull out and start recording dialogue whenever something happens. Hey, its entertainment for people who aren't plugged into ipods.

London Eyesore

Woo, secondest entry evuuuhhhhhhh!!

My aunty and cousin have come to visit from Pasty Country (ie Cornwall) until Sunday. So we went on the London Eye today. By the time we got off the bus, we had 5 minutes to get there, so had to run all the way down embankment and across a foot bridge, squeezing past people so we didn't miss our "flight". I wasn't too bothered, but I ran anyway. If you havn't heard of the London Eye before, allow me to enlighten you: the whole experience is basically like sitting on a sedated big wheel for half an hour, looking at the view beyond the river thames. I managed to amuse myself by imagining that I was a giant, and I could crush all the little antlike people who were queueing up. Ok, maybe my opinion is a little inaccurate, because I've already been on the thing 3 times, but whatever.

I also went to hamleys in the afternoon and saw a giant girraffe costing £3500. I've put that as number 4 on my list of stuff to buy if I was a millionaire. We also went to a whole load of other places that I'd never been to before, including Piccadilly Circus. The lack of places in London that I've actually been to are embarassing.

Anyway, on to other things, I have a dilemma: I bought a new jacket the other day, and have realised that the little button on the back keeps getting caught in my hair. My options are to:

1. Cut it off
2. Keep the hood out permenantly (it can be folded away into this zippy pocket thing)
3. Make sure I keep my hair in a style that will not catch on the button when I wear that jacket
4. Not wear the jacket at all
5. Cut all my hair off

Ideas, anyone? (is that a contradiction of my "I don't care if anyone comments" statement?)

Quizzes............I love quizzes. I made one on quizilla, but then I couldn't be bothered to make a cute boxy thing with the result it, so its just words and pictures. I would post a link but the stupid quizilla site is slowwww.

The Completely Pointless Personality Quiz

I'm eating chips (no I do not mean those fried potato things, Americans. Work it out) and rice krispies squares. Mmmmm Mmmmm Mmmmmmmm.

First impressions are never misleading

Ha. I finally got a blog, after vowing that I would never, ever start writing a blog, because they are so undeniably boring. I guess blogger has won, seeing as I'm sitting here typing into this Entry box. If it wasn't for that pesky internet, I wouldn't be here right now. I'd probably be out keeping the streets clean or warning people of the dangers of feeding bread to goats (which causes bloat and can be FATAL!). Hang your head in shame.

A little thing called boredom might have had something to do with it aswell. But I can push that aside for a while.

I don't know what I'm ment to write for my first entry...being the uncreative person I am, I had a look at what others wrote. Most of it was crap-"what I did today", etc etc---"And then for lunch, I had these really sweeeet choccy brownies, they were like $35/£35/€35/35 whatevers each but sooo tasty. Ashleigh wouldn't lend me the money, what a biatch! Anyway, laters people, luv ya, *smoochies*"Retch.

I've got loads more stereotypes where that came from, but we'll save that for next time.Another thing, why do people always put what music they are listening to? Ever heard of silence?...or maybe they just stick it on to block out the voices in their head telling them to spend more money at starbucks. I dunno. Me and my brother have opposite music tastes, so we have this deal that we won't plague each other with our crap sounds while we are in the same room. Yah, I know headphones exist, but they are currently somewhere that I can't reach. Well, blogger doesn't have that feature, but livejournal does. I signed up for livejournal first, and then realised they layouts are sicko, so I switched to here. I suppose I'll just give up on one of my blogs soon. But until then, copying, pasting and editing is good.

I read a quote by someone, somewhere: livejournal™ -- "when everyone has stopped listening to you, but you still feel like talking". Applies to all blogs probably. I never really started talking. But I guess it's pretty accurate for most people. I don't really care if anyone reads this or not. I suppose I just like to write stuff, and at least when I read it back, I'll be reassured by the fact that I can punctuate sentences properly, and I can also check up on past moodswings of mine. Taking trips down memory lane are fun. I don't ever read peoples blogs, because they are mostly boring, unless you have some kind of connection with that person. But leave me a comment, and I might make an exception and read yours. Or not. I am currently reading a blog that is written by someone at my school, which is very entertaining. The personal info. revealed in there is unreal...

I think I'm about to wrap it up there...at least I succeeded in not mentioning anything about my day. Ughhh, my username sucks. Oh well.