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Dec. 19th, 2006 | 02:16 pm
mood: 
cranky
Hm.
Spent about 5 hours this morning searching around the house EVERYWHERE. I've looked all over the place.
I had intended to start revision for Jan resits today, and so was trying to find my revision file from before summer AS revision-ness.... when it occured to me that the reason I couldn't find ANY notes or files... was because I did not make one single note for politics or history.
I did not write a thing.
Which is a little a bit of an issue.
No wonder I got a D in Tudor history, lol!
I'm pretty screwed. I actually hadn't remembered that I just hadn't written a thing down. AGH! WHHHHHHHY!
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Jun. 14th, 2006 | 06:09 pm
Had a talk with KModel today.
KM: Lara, Sunday was crazy wasn't it.
Me: Yes.
KM: Right. You know Woody?
Me: Yes.
KM: I swear I do like him
Me: Yes
KM: Right
*long pause*
KM: I'm working with Erin O'Connor!
Me: What?
KM: You know!
Me: No?
KM: With my modelling agency
*Lara looks desperately round common room for an escape*
Lara: Yes?
KM: IMC. (? Or is it IMB?? Can't actually remember what she said)
Lara: What?
KM: Since I left Models One
Lara: Right... what?
KM: I'm working closely with Erin O'Connor!
Lara: Right! *wonders who/what the hell that is*
I still don't know who the hell it is, but I swear, as well as being boring she is super annoying! Like I CARE! We are not friends! I think she's just worried I'm going to tell Dan she pulled Tommy.
KM: So I now have a guide and a sponsor
Lara: Yes.. right
KM: It's really hard to get anywhere near Erin for normal people
Lara: Right. Gotta go.
KM: And I've been asked to do another photo shoot for Century Models!
Lara: Katie, I've got to go!
Is Erin a person? A company? An agency? And why would I care? I think they were the first words me and her have EVER, EVER exchanged. Ever. Except for at Jo's:
KM: Everyone's round the back of the house
Me: Ok, thanks
Why the hell would I want to know? Yes, so she may be the next Kate Moss... oo, and Dan is her Pete. Ha.
Meh, I guess when Versace sign her I can at least say we had a conversation about her modelling career.
According to Steph I should have acted more pleased as she was baiscally telling me she is no longer with a UK agency, but now with an international one. Um.. right.
Why tell me? Should I be scared and threatened? Clearly she has decided she has the hot body advantage over me, what with being size 6 but still having curves, and so will remind me of this at every opportunity.
WHoop.
Alex broke up with Jim. After staying up until 5am trying to sort out their relatiohsip with Jim at Glyn's party. Great. Me and Ent are braced for Jim rebound. Joy.
Alex broke up with Jim. After staying up until 5am trying to sort out their relatiohsip with Jim at Glyn's party. Great. Me and Ent are braced for Jim rebound. Joy.
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Jun. 12th, 2006 | 02:15 pm
Also, what on earth do you wear to a standing gig in London in this weather? They've got to be kidding... MCR was... November? And everyone was so hot that no one was wearing tops. I had my t-shirt tucked through my belt and was literally crammed in with tons of others also wearing no top. It was sweltering.
Ug. I feel hot thinking about it.
Ug. I feel hot thinking about it.
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Jun. 12th, 2006 | 01:48 pm
How odd. I haven't had sleep in 30 hours.
This is the first time I've properly sat down in 4 days, but I really need to go have an hours power nap as I am never going to survive tonights Angels and Airwaves concert without any sleep. I feel kinda dizzy already.
Um... night one, reeds crew at Caz's. Rory wasn't there so it wasn't very dramatic.
Night two. Me, Steph, Bethan and Pip at Steph's. Have the best quality vodka I will probably ever have. 49% Chopin Polish Vodka... which didn't even smell of vodka it was so distilled. Stayed up until 4am and had to leave Steph's at 9am, meaning I had just over four hours sleep.
Came home, had 2 hour nap before Glyn's.
Go to Glyns... confront Dan about the whole me being to blame for katie. He changes subject. Seems that at a gig ages ago I told Jim in a drunk crying state that I still think about Dan every day. Turns out last week Jim told Dan. Dan told me he thinks about me everyday, he had to try so hard to stop himself getting with me at Jo's (er, why!?!?!?), and that he would go out with me but will never ask me again. I have to do it. I've rejected him too many times and he promised himself he would never, ever ask me out again.
This confuses me a lot. He wants me to fight for him? But he has a gf? So I told him there was no way in hell we were having that conversation when Katie was his gf, and for that matter, at the party.
Made mistake of lying to Jim and telling him that he was my first love, as apparantly I was his. This seemed to make his life, and didn't help that Ent told him that when we discuss who we can see everyone ending up with, me and Jim are the ones who are chosen as most likely to end up married. As if! He spent many hours telling me how great our married life was going to be, and how due to the fact he'd be earning £33,000/pa by the time he's 30 (which doesn't sound impressive enough to warrant me marrying him) we could have a nice house and a large family. He also told me a lot of details about his and Lex's sex life which I just did not want to know. Eew. Stayed over at Glyn's, and was still up at 5am when the sun had come up watching Ricky Gervais 'Politics' live with Rich. Had 3 and 1/2 hours sleep, and fell asleep with my mouth open on train on way home.
That kinda... you know your mouth is open but you don't have the energy to close it. Embarassing.
Had to go to family lunch, had an hours sleep and then went to Munro's... where Katie fucking cheated on Dan. With two different guys. And I don't know what to do. How stupid is she? Seriously, I was next to her on the trampoline and she's making out with Tom. Er, FOOL! I can't tell him. It's so incredibly not my place, but I feel so furious at her.
Played the most dodgy game of spin the bottle in the 'circle of truth, ring of fire', which basically was Munro's field which was covered in candles in concentric rings. it was amazing. However the game was crazy! Ug.
No one went to sleep. Not one person out of 35. There were tons of tents in the garden, but I was with 11 people on the trampoline in sleeping bags... got with Andy, which is crazy! How wierd... I know him so well. Went to Medlink with him and Munro, and had never really considered him in this way. Hm, I kinda like him a bit.
Also got with Nick, who omg, has THE finest stomach you will ever see. I have a photo. It is the most beautiful thing ever. He way more fancied Jonny though! Oh the confusion of the RGS guys.
So I'm leaving home to go to AVA at 4... it's now gone 2pm... craaap! I need sleep so much!
All nighters are really wierd. The sun comes up.. and then you seem to be up for EVER, and it's still only 6am... hm.
So yes, AVA tonight. I think I'll try to not get the black eye and split lip of MCR as it's back to school tomorrow, and I'm going to be exhaused enough without needing to look like I've been fighting.
I feel crap about Katie getting with Tom. I couldn't believe my eyes. And then they spent about 10 hours spooning and sleeping bag sharing on the trampoline with us, and it was rough.
In the last 72 hours I've had about 10 1/2 hours sleep. Kill me. There's no way I'm going to survive school tomorrow! This is insane!
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Jun. 2nd, 2006 | 06:21 pm
It's hideous!
Omg, must have had serious beer goggles going on last night.
His hair is so much worse than I remembered.. I think I had the good fortune of only seeing him in the pitch black!
*screams*:
Not only is that THE worst photo of him that I have EVER seen, but have you seen the hair!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!
See, Katie is one BRAVE girl!
Dear me. that hair is NOT blonde. I don't even know what that is...
What happened!!!
Clearly can't function without me...
It's insane that looking like that he got the model.
(10 months ago)
^ he used to be quite pretty looking!!!!!!! (and thinner, and dressed better).
Oh so had him in his prime. Had him pre broken nose, elbow, ancle and wrist (ok, so broke up with him during the broken ancle, wrist and elbow), and also pre blonde hair, and also pre 5 stone weight gain!
It's almost upsetting that he can still get the model.
What is more upsetting is that I don't even care that he's not pretty anymore.
What is also upsetting is texts from Glyn. 2 texts. I've yet to reply.
Crimea are Myspace feature band! YAY! Have seen them 4 times and met them 3 timesss! Dave signed my chest!
So in there!
Omg, must have had serious beer goggles going on last night.
His hair is so much worse than I remembered.. I think I had the good fortune of only seeing him in the pitch black!
*screams*:
Not only is that THE worst photo of him that I have EVER seen, but have you seen the hair!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!
See, Katie is one BRAVE girl!
Dear me. that hair is NOT blonde. I don't even know what that is...
What happened!!!
Clearly can't function without me...
It's insane that looking like that he got the model.
(10 months ago)
^ he used to be quite pretty looking!!!!!!! (and thinner, and dressed better).
Oh so had him in his prime. Had him pre broken nose, elbow, ancle and wrist (ok, so broke up with him during the broken ancle, wrist and elbow), and also pre blonde hair, and also pre 5 stone weight gain!
It's almost upsetting that he can still get the model.
What is more upsetting is that I don't even care that he's not pretty anymore.
What is also upsetting is texts from Glyn. 2 texts. I've yet to reply.
Crimea are Myspace feature band! YAY! Have seen them 4 times and met them 3 timesss! Dave signed my chest!
So in there!
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Jun. 1st, 2006 | 04:25 pm
My school sucks!
They have had a SERIOUS Bebo freak out. And they've sent letters to every student.
Basically... anyone who has a Bebo account is being asked to go and see our head mistress in the hall for a chat.
A CHAT!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!
The letter went along the lines of:
Teachers have been setting up accounts and adding them to the GHS school so they KNOW who is a member of Bebo. They have been scanning a lot of profiles, and have found there to be content which may be seen to advocate illegal activities, or which could be seen to criticise MY PRECIOUS FUCKING SCHOOL IN ANY WAY.
There is a list of all girls found to be a member of Bebo. We are not issuing personal reminders about the meeting, but we will register to see who goes and we will be aware of anyone who tries to ESCAPE!
So everyone reckons there's blatantly no list, but that no one is going to risk not going to the meeting just in case they were on this list and there will be so much more trouble for not turning up. So they're playing on everyone's guilt and so everyones gonna go, just in case, which makes the schools job so bloody easy.
THey sent letters home warnings about the trouble we can get in by dissing the school on myspace and bebo.. and have got some old man speaker coming in so parents can be made more aware of the 'issue'.
Seriously, what the hell does some old dude actually know about bebo?
And what right does Boulton have to send letters home to 6th form parents? It's none of her fucking business!
Our head teacher, who drives a ferrari to school every day and whose official title is Lady Boulton is a friggin dictator. She actually is! We've been saying it for years (ever since she installed those fucking microphones in all classrooms so your conversations are listened to at all times, and the CCTV in every single room), and stuff like introducing the school rule that only knee high socks are allowed year round.,. and tons of other bollocks.
It's not like she can claim it has any link to school. And it's not for our own saftey that she's concerned.
We can't access Bebo at school, which means that it has NOTHING to do with Lady Fi. NOTHING. It's in our own time, off the school grounds.
Her letter ended like: teachers are constantly monitoring the girls bebo's, so don't fear parents! we are being like some fucking FBI organisation and basically getting involved in something that is NONE of our business. coz heaven forbid students may say one bad word against the precious school and its prestigious reputation. imagine how awful it would be if.. number 4 school in the league tables was found to have students who.. SWEAR OMG! or.. HAVE BOYFRIENDS OMG!!! That WOULD be awful indeed!!!! AND... the worst thing... WHAT IF THEY HAD A PICTURE UP OF THEM IN A TOP THAT SHOWED A cm OF STOMACH! NOOO! SURELY NOT FROM OUR GIRLS!!! And.. OMG AGAIN! The girls have LEGS!?!?! We didn't want people to know that! We'd been doing so well hiding them under knee length skirts and knee high socks... IMAGINE what people will say when they realise that a bit of LEG is being shown!
She's only pissed off because she can't control what we say.
I hate her. And her vampire teeth.
Oh lol, things like: 'The Mrs Hudson appreciation club' have been removed.
I assume the founding member had been called in to see Boulton!
Lmaoo.. our school's forum page:
*sigh*
They have had a SERIOUS Bebo freak out. And they've sent letters to every student.
Basically... anyone who has a Bebo account is being asked to go and see our head mistress in the hall for a chat.
A CHAT!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!
The letter went along the lines of:
Teachers have been setting up accounts and adding them to the GHS school so they KNOW who is a member of Bebo. They have been scanning a lot of profiles, and have found there to be content which may be seen to advocate illegal activities, or which could be seen to criticise MY PRECIOUS FUCKING SCHOOL IN ANY WAY.
There is a list of all girls found to be a member of Bebo. We are not issuing personal reminders about the meeting, but we will register to see who goes and we will be aware of anyone who tries to ESCAPE!
So everyone reckons there's blatantly no list, but that no one is going to risk not going to the meeting just in case they were on this list and there will be so much more trouble for not turning up. So they're playing on everyone's guilt and so everyones gonna go, just in case, which makes the schools job so bloody easy.
THey sent letters home warnings about the trouble we can get in by dissing the school on myspace and bebo.. and have got some old man speaker coming in so parents can be made more aware of the 'issue'.
Seriously, what the hell does some old dude actually know about bebo?
And what right does Boulton have to send letters home to 6th form parents? It's none of her fucking business!
Our head teacher, who drives a ferrari to school every day and whose official title is Lady Boulton is a friggin dictator. She actually is! We've been saying it for years (ever since she installed those fucking microphones in all classrooms so your conversations are listened to at all times, and the CCTV in every single room), and stuff like introducing the school rule that only knee high socks are allowed year round.,. and tons of other bollocks.
It's not like she can claim it has any link to school. And it's not for our own saftey that she's concerned.
We can't access Bebo at school, which means that it has NOTHING to do with Lady Fi. NOTHING. It's in our own time, off the school grounds.
Her letter ended like: teachers are constantly monitoring the girls bebo's, so don't fear parents! we are being like some fucking FBI organisation and basically getting involved in something that is NONE of our business. coz heaven forbid students may say one bad word against the precious school and its prestigious reputation. imagine how awful it would be if.. number 4 school in the league tables was found to have students who.. SWEAR OMG! or.. HAVE BOYFRIENDS OMG!!! That WOULD be awful indeed!!!! AND... the worst thing... WHAT IF THEY HAD A PICTURE UP OF THEM IN A TOP THAT SHOWED A cm OF STOMACH! NOOO! SURELY NOT FROM OUR GIRLS!!! And.. OMG AGAIN! The girls have LEGS!?!?! We didn't want people to know that! We'd been doing so well hiding them under knee length skirts and knee high socks... IMAGINE what people will say when they realise that a bit of LEG is being shown!
She's only pissed off because she can't control what we say.
I hate her. And her vampire teeth.
Oh lol, things like: 'The Mrs Hudson appreciation club' have been removed.
I assume the founding member had been called in to see Boulton!
Lmaoo.. our school's forum page:
*sigh*
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May. 23rd, 2006 | 04:20 pm
Ug. Nooo. Never get new glasses!
A) They are not NEARLY as nice as my old quiksilver glasses..
B) They are not designer, as I didn't like any of the designer ones :rolleyes:
C) I look stupid
D) They don't sit right on my face,
and mainly the fact that I had to stop on the side of the road on the way home as I thought I was going to be sick.
My eyes have got tons worse, and so the glasses are a lot stronger, and my eyes/brain/co-ordination can't handle it!!!!
One eye is -6.50, the other is -4 somehting. Which sucks! My eyes have been getting worse all my life, but that's a pretty crappy state of affairs for your eyes to be in!
Can't wait until they have stopped getting worse and I can have laser eye ness as promised by parents.. and until that day, like the last 17 years, I shall live with nasty glasses.
I feel really sick! How am I meant to cram revise!
I've recorded myself reading psychology notes, and have had to put my computer on mute as I have THE most bland and annoying voice in the history of the world. I can't put myself though any more of this pain! GAH! *deletes recordings of doom*
Also, hoow random, I was on the spot during my recording trying to think of an example of knowing a fact, and I chose, under pressure 'knowing that Columbus sailed the oceans'... I'm clearly a genuis! I so didn't really even knew I knew Columbus existed! And I don't think I've heard him mentioned since I was at least 7.. Clearly there is some deep Columbus connection.
Wow, I can drown out my own voice. I knew I was immense at having perfected the art of drowning out voices, but my own voice!? That's just wierd. I also can't understand a word I'm saying, I speak too fast and blandly, there's no character to my voice! *adopts accent*
The best bit is: "for chunking you must know 'the code', for example knowing that C... A... T, spells.... *about 30 second pause*... CAT!, yes, cat. Right. Yes." and
"And so STM prefers to encode............. *about 50 seconds and shuffling papers later*...... acoustically????? Shit." Hm. Yes. Can't even record the notes. Gah. Oo. Lightening and thunder! WOO! *goes to run in rain*
A) They are not NEARLY as nice as my old quiksilver glasses..
B) They are not designer, as I didn't like any of the designer ones :rolleyes:
C) I look stupid
D) They don't sit right on my face,
and mainly the fact that I had to stop on the side of the road on the way home as I thought I was going to be sick.
My eyes have got tons worse, and so the glasses are a lot stronger, and my eyes/brain/co-ordination can't handle it!!!!
One eye is -6.50, the other is -4 somehting. Which sucks! My eyes have been getting worse all my life, but that's a pretty crappy state of affairs for your eyes to be in!
Can't wait until they have stopped getting worse and I can have laser eye ness as promised by parents.. and until that day, like the last 17 years, I shall live with nasty glasses.
I feel really sick! How am I meant to cram revise!
I've recorded myself reading psychology notes, and have had to put my computer on mute as I have THE most bland and annoying voice in the history of the world. I can't put myself though any more of this pain! GAH! *deletes recordings of doom*
Also, hoow random, I was on the spot during my recording trying to think of an example of knowing a fact, and I chose, under pressure 'knowing that Columbus sailed the oceans'... I'm clearly a genuis! I so didn't really even knew I knew Columbus existed! And I don't think I've heard him mentioned since I was at least 7.. Clearly there is some deep Columbus connection.
Wow, I can drown out my own voice. I knew I was immense at having perfected the art of drowning out voices, but my own voice!? That's just wierd. I also can't understand a word I'm saying, I speak too fast and blandly, there's no character to my voice! *adopts accent*
The best bit is: "for chunking you must know 'the code', for example knowing that C... A... T, spells.... *about 30 second pause*... CAT!, yes, cat. Right. Yes." and
"And so STM prefers to encode............. *about 50 seconds and shuffling papers later*...... acoustically????? Shit." Hm. Yes. Can't even record the notes. Gah. Oo. Lightening and thunder! WOO! *goes to run in rain*
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May. 22nd, 2006 | 03:29 pm
Never approach me with offers of food when I am 'studying'.
'Studying' does not put me in a good mood (even when in reality I am reading a very funny blog of some woman with 7 children, but my mum doesn't need to know that), and certainly suggesting 'write, learn, cover, test', methods will make me shout 'THAT DOES NOT WORK FOR ME. I DO NOT NEED YOU COMING IN HERE TRYING TO FORCE YOUR METHOD OF LEARNING WHICH HAS FAILED ME FOR THE LAST 17 YEARS OF MY LIFE.'
Never suggest alternative revision methods, and never offer to give me food unless you are going to come up with something like ice cream, which I actually want to eat, as I know if I say ice cream I will get the 'bla bla unlealthy' lecture that I got yesterday for making myself bacon sandwiches.
Oh. My mother has just appeared with a bowl of ice cream and raspberries. I was, unforunately, on myspace as she walked in with it, which made me feel both guilty and panicked.. I didn't even ask for ice cream and she knew I would want it! Creepy and cool!
So after a Myspace lecture, about... 40 seconds ago, I cried so my mum is bringing me uberly sugary tea.
I feel bad. I've bought my downfall upon myself by simply not revising.
But really, comedic blogs are SO much more interesting!
Hm. On my mum entering to give me tea she found my secret chocolate/haribo/biscuit stash when she was looking for a coaster.
Not good.
Oh well.
Hm. Tea on keyboard.. interesting. *attempts to suck tea off keyboard*..
The window cleaners came again today. He/they has a nasty habit of... turning up. Always when I'm in my pjyamas on the sofa... and I always run into the hall where another window cleaner is cleaning the hall window.. and another is against the kitchen window... so I end up standing frozen with panic in the middle of the hall thinking to myself 'happy place, happy place!' while pretending I'm not being watched by a window cleaner, for about 5 minutes until I can compose myself and walk confidently upstairs and then run to hide under my bed before the window cleaners start cleaning th e upstairs windows. We've had no curtains in our house for about a month due to very late spring clean which my mum wanted to do during exam time when it wasn't likely anyone was going to be coming round, thus, I have nowhere to hide each week when the window cleaners ATTACK my house.
I don't know why I'm so worried.. they've seen me in pyjamas so many times before. *Sigh*
And I still remember the time when Steph was over, and me and Steph always share a single bed as we can't be bothered to get another one out, plus spooning is much nicer, and we woke up to about 4 window cleaners staring in at my bedroom window. So we just pulled the duvet over both our heads, as it was about 9am and there was no way in hell we were getting out of bed all pyjama clad, which I think only added to their belief that me and Steph were a couple. Hm. Maybe they will use this information in an attempt to blackmail me. That would be dramatic. If they could hurry up and do it in the next two days I could try to use it as a reason why I failed all my AS levels.. the stress of blackmail etc.
edit: other news, I am EXACTLY normal/good weight.
How I love doctor people. Which is good. Only my family of 4 and my uncles family of 5 all fall under this normal-ness, and the rest of my family are ALL over weight. All Grandparents, great aunts, bla blas removed etc. All of them!
And pretty much that was the only result from the Family Cholestorol Clinic for this quarter.
'Studying' does not put me in a good mood (even when in reality I am reading a very funny blog of some woman with 7 children, but my mum doesn't need to know that), and certainly suggesting 'write, learn, cover, test', methods will make me shout 'THAT DOES NOT WORK FOR ME. I DO NOT NEED YOU COMING IN HERE TRYING TO FORCE YOUR METHOD OF LEARNING WHICH HAS FAILED ME FOR THE LAST 17 YEARS OF MY LIFE.'
Never suggest alternative revision methods, and never offer to give me food unless you are going to come up with something like ice cream, which I actually want to eat, as I know if I say ice cream I will get the 'bla bla unlealthy' lecture that I got yesterday for making myself bacon sandwiches.
Oh. My mother has just appeared with a bowl of ice cream and raspberries. I was, unforunately, on myspace as she walked in with it, which made me feel both guilty and panicked.. I didn't even ask for ice cream and she knew I would want it! Creepy and cool!
So after a Myspace lecture, about... 40 seconds ago, I cried so my mum is bringing me uberly sugary tea.
I feel bad. I've bought my downfall upon myself by simply not revising.
But really, comedic blogs are SO much more interesting!
Hm. On my mum entering to give me tea she found my secret chocolate/haribo/biscuit stash when she was looking for a coaster.
Not good.
Oh well.
Hm. Tea on keyboard.. interesting. *attempts to suck tea off keyboard*..
The window cleaners came again today. He/they has a nasty habit of... turning up. Always when I'm in my pjyamas on the sofa... and I always run into the hall where another window cleaner is cleaning the hall window.. and another is against the kitchen window... so I end up standing frozen with panic in the middle of the hall thinking to myself 'happy place, happy place!' while pretending I'm not being watched by a window cleaner, for about 5 minutes until I can compose myself and walk confidently upstairs and then run to hide under my bed before the window cleaners start cleaning th e upstairs windows. We've had no curtains in our house for about a month due to very late spring clean which my mum wanted to do during exam time when it wasn't likely anyone was going to be coming round, thus, I have nowhere to hide each week when the window cleaners ATTACK my house.
I don't know why I'm so worried.. they've seen me in pyjamas so many times before. *Sigh*
And I still remember the time when Steph was over, and me and Steph always share a single bed as we can't be bothered to get another one out, plus spooning is much nicer, and we woke up to about 4 window cleaners staring in at my bedroom window. So we just pulled the duvet over both our heads, as it was about 9am and there was no way in hell we were getting out of bed all pyjama clad, which I think only added to their belief that me and Steph were a couple. Hm. Maybe they will use this information in an attempt to blackmail me. That would be dramatic. If they could hurry up and do it in the next two days I could try to use it as a reason why I failed all my AS levels.. the stress of blackmail etc.
edit: other news, I am EXACTLY normal/good weight.
How I love doctor people. Which is good. Only my family of 4 and my uncles family of 5 all fall under this normal-ness, and the rest of my family are ALL over weight. All Grandparents, great aunts, bla blas removed etc. All of them!
And pretty much that was the only result from the Family Cholestorol Clinic for this quarter.
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May. 18th, 2006 | 01:37 pm
So. The whole screwed with AS level thing is going oh so well. As me and Steph figured neither of us are going to have time to finish the notes for Psychology and Geography in EXACTLY A WEEKS TIME, we have had to lump together to get them done. Today: I do Atmosphere notes, Steph does Ecosystem notes. Friday: I do Psychology abnormality, Steph does Psychology Physiological Saturday: Steph works at the library until 6, but my work finished at one so I finish off Cognitive psychology Sunday: we both do independant research/project skills for psychology and geography Monday: I do population geography, Steph does Urban Tuesday: I do Hydrological systems geography, Steph finishes Urban as it's the biggest geo topic. Wednesday: We cram revise all the psychology studies for the exam on Thursday Thursday: Have psychology exam. Thursday from 5pm onwards: cram geography Friday: Have Geography exam. Friday Pm? Get w a s t e d. We have to email each other the notes by 7pm, that way each of us has the evening to look over the other persons notes and make sure they understand it, and try their best to learn it. We're so utterly fucked! This is AS levels! But we're both predicted AAB so can send that off no matter what we actually get.. I dread having to open the results paper. GAH! Can't wait for that Friday.. From now to then it is serious work, but I'm actually managing to get atmoshere done.. we've tried the whole 'motivate each other' thing, and it failed, but this way the notes have to be done by a certaint time or else you let the other person down, and we both work a hell of a lot better when we're doing something for the other person. But yeah, my advice? Don't leave revision until study leave. Just... don't. I mean, the whole note sharing thing should not have to be happening at AS level! I think I need an organised best friend who will inspire me!
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May. 17th, 2006 | 02:44 pm
Minor freakout!
Well, any work related freakout at all is kinda a big deal seeing as I don't really do work related freakouts... so this small moment of panic is a big event.
I've just realised that starting revision now (1st day of study leave), is TOO LATE.
*breathes and drinks 4th tall glass of cocacola*
Well, any work related freakout at all is kinda a big deal seeing as I don't really do work related freakouts... so this small moment of panic is a big event.
I've just realised that starting revision now (1st day of study leave), is TOO LATE.
( panicc )
*breathes and drinks 4th tall glass of cocacola*
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May. 15th, 2006 | 08:04 pm
Hm.
So I was feeling energetic and so went for a jog.
HA! A jog! A real life, living and breathing jog!
Yeah. It was joyous.
I walked all the way down my road, did a vague jog to the river,
took lots of photos of the river and the swans.
Felt so proud that I'd run like.. 1000m that I sat down for a long time and watched a slug..
drunk my whole bottle of water.... swatted away a lot of mosquitos... felt in a nice friendly mood so text back Rory...
then decided to run back up to the Church at the end of my road... which was another 1000m... I had to stop to almost be sick due to the insane amount of water not being able to settle in my stomach, so felt very sorry for myself and walked super slowly the rest of the way to the Church... where I sort of fell over a homeless man. Or woman.. it was hard to tell from their yelp, but seriously, I was not expecting any homeless people to be hiding outside Leatherhead Church! Bah!
So I went round the other side and took photos of it...
then walked back up my road..
(Omg, Rory's msn screen name just changed to: 'She's a runner, rebel and a stunner'... eew. I shouldn't tell him what activities I partake in in my own time so he can put appropriate screenames. Gross.)
So I decided to sprint the last 600m's of my road, as you do. I mean, I did 600m for bloody Surrey's about 2 years ago, I thought I could hack it!
I ran it.. but I felt kinda how it must feel to be one of those people who every year in athletics kinda embarass themselves by throwing/heaving/arms and legs a kimbo toward the finish line at some slow paninful speed. I now pity them! And feel their pain!
I need to take a slow runner with me next time; I feel disheartened if I'm not beating someone.. I forgot that running and swimming are the 2 sports I feel I have to win at.
Came home, took a photo of a flower in our hall
Wooaaahh... huge fat flower, and yes.. am now feeling like i've over exerted and have reminded Rory I am alive which means renewed texting vigour and screenname changing from him.
*sigh*
Should really start Geograpy and psychology revision seeing as the ASs are next week.
I just can't make myself, I really can't!
So I was feeling energetic and so went for a jog.
HA! A jog! A real life, living and breathing jog!
Yeah. It was joyous.
I walked all the way down my road, did a vague jog to the river,
took lots of photos of the river and the swans.
Felt so proud that I'd run like.. 1000m that I sat down for a long time and watched a slug..
drunk my whole bottle of water.... swatted away a lot of mosquitos... felt in a nice friendly mood so text back Rory...
then decided to run back up to the Church at the end of my road... which was another 1000m... I had to stop to almost be sick due to the insane amount of water not being able to settle in my stomach, so felt very sorry for myself and walked super slowly the rest of the way to the Church... where I sort of fell over a homeless man. Or woman.. it was hard to tell from their yelp, but seriously, I was not expecting any homeless people to be hiding outside Leatherhead Church! Bah!
So I went round the other side and took photos of it...
then walked back up my road..
(Omg, Rory's msn screen name just changed to: 'She's a runner, rebel and a stunner'... eew. I shouldn't tell him what activities I partake in in my own time so he can put appropriate screenames. Gross.)
So I decided to sprint the last 600m's of my road, as you do. I mean, I did 600m for bloody Surrey's about 2 years ago, I thought I could hack it!
I ran it.. but I felt kinda how it must feel to be one of those people who every year in athletics kinda embarass themselves by throwing/heaving/arms and legs a kimbo toward the finish line at some slow paninful speed. I now pity them! And feel their pain!
I need to take a slow runner with me next time; I feel disheartened if I'm not beating someone.. I forgot that running and swimming are the 2 sports I feel I have to win at.
Came home, took a photo of a flower in our hall
Wooaaahh... huge fat flower, and yes.. am now feeling like i've over exerted and have reminded Rory I am alive which means renewed texting vigour and screenname changing from him.
*sigh*
Should really start Geograpy and psychology revision seeing as the ASs are next week.
I just can't make myself, I really can't!
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May. 11th, 2006 | 09:59 pm
CRAP!
Rory just text me.
'Heya, meet you at LondonRd at 4.10. wot u wont 2se at cinema? lk 4ward to it. xx'
I forgot I was cinema-ing-it with him tomorrow! I didn't invite anyone as I COMPLETELY forgot!
Thats gah.
Friday night: cinema alone with Rory with the new odean all love chair-ness. Euch.
Saturday night: pool and alcohol and Rory.
Too much! I need to decide how I feel and fast. Right now I feel ill, but hah. When we got together at the Rugby thing I woke up the next day with tonsillitus, so this is utter revenge. Give him back the damn thing!
*feels bleugh*
Is it too last minute to cancel? I've already pulled out of one party becasue of him, I don't want it to be really obvious I don't want to see him...
Meh. I'll see him. He's a good person, he always buys me SO much food when he's at the cinema. He's clearly trying to sabotage how I look in a bikiki on saturday if he does that this time though...
Oh well. I guess no one at Will's hasn't seen me in a bikini before as I lived at Will's pool last summer. Saying that, last summer I did not have such blooming large love handles!
Will does make the most amazing vodka jelly. AND, vodka jellies without cherries in them float, but the ones with cherries in sink, which is always creepy when you tread on a vodka jelly on the bottom of the pool *rolleyes*. Which is fun.
Rory just text me.
'Heya, meet you at LondonRd at 4.10. wot u wont 2se at cinema? lk 4ward to it. xx'
I forgot I was cinema-ing-it with him tomorrow! I didn't invite anyone as I COMPLETELY forgot!
Thats gah.
Friday night: cinema alone with Rory with the new odean all love chair-ness. Euch.
Saturday night: pool and alcohol and Rory.
Too much! I need to decide how I feel and fast. Right now I feel ill, but hah. When we got together at the Rugby thing I woke up the next day with tonsillitus, so this is utter revenge. Give him back the damn thing!
*feels bleugh*
Is it too last minute to cancel? I've already pulled out of one party becasue of him, I don't want it to be really obvious I don't want to see him...
Meh. I'll see him. He's a good person, he always buys me SO much food when he's at the cinema. He's clearly trying to sabotage how I look in a bikiki on saturday if he does that this time though...
Oh well. I guess no one at Will's hasn't seen me in a bikini before as I lived at Will's pool last summer. Saying that, last summer I did not have such blooming large love handles!
Will does make the most amazing vodka jelly. AND, vodka jellies without cherries in them float, but the ones with cherries in sink, which is always creepy when you tread on a vodka jelly on the bottom of the pool *rolleyes*. Which is fun.
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May. 11th, 2006 | 09:12 pm
What are the signs and symptoms of tonsillitis?
* Pain in the throat (sometimes severe) that may last more than 48 hours and be associated with difficulty in swallowing. The pain may spread to the ears.
* The throat is reddened, the tonsils are swollen and may be coated or have white spots on them.
* Possibly a high temperature.
* Swollen lymph glands under the jaw and in the neck.
* Headache.
Yees :( :( :(
I so have tonsillitus again.
Gah. Swallowing is so sore, and my ears cane.
Thats twice this year. So not impressed.
* Pain in the throat (sometimes severe) that may last more than 48 hours and be associated with difficulty in swallowing. The pain may spread to the ears.
* The throat is reddened, the tonsils are swollen and may be coated or have white spots on them.
* Possibly a high temperature.
* Swollen lymph glands under the jaw and in the neck.
* Headache.
Yees :( :( :(
I so have tonsillitus again.
Gah. Swallowing is so sore, and my ears cane.
Thats twice this year. So not impressed.
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May. 11th, 2006 | 07:43 pm
| Your Stress Level is: 43% |
 You are somewhat prone to stress, especially when life gets hard. When things are good, you resist stressing over little problems. But when things are difficult, you tend to freak out and find it hard to calm down. |
True ish I guess.
Except I find it easy to calm down. It is called Grey's anatomy, a best friend at the end of a phone and Ben&Jerry's ice cream.
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May. 9th, 2006 | 05:25 pm
I would like to take back what I said about Dan *rolleyes*
Turns out he isn't so much going out with Katie!
3 people cried in geography today! I wasn't even one of them despite the fact I still have 8 pieces of work due in for that teacher.
I had already cried in history, so really I was all cried out.
What is WITH As levels!?
They make you so hyper emotional! Plus over half our year are on the pill at the moment as the school have reccomended we do it at the moment as we need to take it for out month in china or in the alps, and for some reason it has to be tried out, and I really don't think it's helping anything.
My mum had a small freak out when I told her I've yet to get an A in a history essay this year, and I cried.
Bah.
I think if there were no history my life would be so much happier.
Joe Britton on bebo:
"Heya! Hows it going? You feeling any better lately?
xjx"
Greaat.
now everyone is going to think I have serious issues.
I'm actually quite impressed he knew who I was! We hadn't ever spoke until Laura's where I cried all over him due to his uber beautiful guitar and singingness, and even then we didn't so much talk... it went more along the lines of crying through his songs.
Turns out he isn't so much going out with Katie!
3 people cried in geography today! I wasn't even one of them despite the fact I still have 8 pieces of work due in for that teacher.
I had already cried in history, so really I was all cried out.
What is WITH As levels!?
They make you so hyper emotional! Plus over half our year are on the pill at the moment as the school have reccomended we do it at the moment as we need to take it for out month in china or in the alps, and for some reason it has to be tried out, and I really don't think it's helping anything.
My mum had a small freak out when I told her I've yet to get an A in a history essay this year, and I cried.
Bah.
I think if there were no history my life would be so much happier.
Joe Britton on bebo:
"Heya! Hows it going? You feeling any better lately?
xjx"
Greaat.
now everyone is going to think I have serious issues.
I'm actually quite impressed he knew who I was! We hadn't ever spoke until Laura's where I cried all over him due to his uber beautiful guitar and singingness, and even then we didn't so much talk... it went more along the lines of crying through his songs.
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May. 8th, 2006 | 08:28 pm
This I can deal with :p
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May. 8th, 2006 | 08:23 pm
There's no way in hell I'm going to pass this History AS jazz.
I'm doing my first ever document study tonight (like a sources paper, which is one 40 mark, and one 60 mark essay, both to be done within one hour.)
It's funny, as it's our first ever one and our exam is like.. now. (well, a few weeks.)
I go on study leave in a week, and I have no idea how to answer a document study. I can't do tudors! I swear I JUST can't!
And I need to pass history :(
Goodnews is that I'm passing politics. 90% in the test today baby!
Shame really that there has yet to be a geography lesson where I've actually LISTENED to what a teacher has said, which is not proving so good now.
Tip for you all - listen in geography!
GCSE was good. I didn't revise Geo GCSE and got an A. Me and Steph were remembering today how we were sitting in Starbucks on the morning of the exam like 'Shall we have a flick through the text book?.... Nah.'
Plus every lesson we would tell the teacher we were all going to the loo, and my whole table would appear half an hour later with huge amounts of chocolate from the vending machine. We would then send her to go get us biscuits from the staffroom.
Not much has changed this year....
GAH HISTORY! I have no idea what they want. Damn teachers!
I'm doing my first ever document study tonight (like a sources paper, which is one 40 mark, and one 60 mark essay, both to be done within one hour.)
It's funny, as it's our first ever one and our exam is like.. now. (well, a few weeks.)
I go on study leave in a week, and I have no idea how to answer a document study. I can't do tudors! I swear I JUST can't!
And I need to pass history :(
Goodnews is that I'm passing politics. 90% in the test today baby!
Shame really that there has yet to be a geography lesson where I've actually LISTENED to what a teacher has said, which is not proving so good now.
Tip for you all - listen in geography!
GCSE was good. I didn't revise Geo GCSE and got an A. Me and Steph were remembering today how we were sitting in Starbucks on the morning of the exam like 'Shall we have a flick through the text book?.... Nah.'
Plus every lesson we would tell the teacher we were all going to the loo, and my whole table would appear half an hour later with huge amounts of chocolate from the vending machine. We would then send her to go get us biscuits from the staffroom.
Not much has changed this year....
GAH HISTORY! I have no idea what they want. Damn teachers!
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May. 7th, 2006 | 03:21 pm
I now like bebo!
Through myspace I've found my old friends Philip and Ludo, and now through bebo I've found Daniel and Michael!
Sadly none are amazingly good looking.
Excitement of all excitement.. I found Mark Lloyd's bebo who was this guy I got with not last New Year, but the one before, and his comment box is full of all the uber barbie popular girls in my year being all. 'Oooh MArrrkk, we loovee youu', etc.
Piiittyyy....
Lmao.. Pedro messaged me, and said basically, are you the person I played spin the bottle with at Rory's? And I said back.. I'm amazed you remember, and he's said:
how could i forget! how've you been? we hardly spoke at rorys last 1... btw i must say i remember enjoying that spin the bottle game.. x x x x
eek.
Oh dear.
If only he weren't so creepy...
Through myspace I've found my old friends Philip and Ludo, and now through bebo I've found Daniel and Michael!
Sadly none are amazingly good looking.
Excitement of all excitement.. I found Mark Lloyd's bebo who was this guy I got with not last New Year, but the one before, and his comment box is full of all the uber barbie popular girls in my year being all. 'Oooh MArrrkk, we loovee youu', etc.
Piiittyyy....
Lmao.. Pedro messaged me, and said basically, are you the person I played spin the bottle with at Rory's? And I said back.. I'm amazed you remember, and he's said:
how could i forget! how've you been? we hardly spoke at rorys last 1... btw i must say i remember enjoying that spin the bottle game.. x x x x
eek.
Oh dear.
If only he weren't so creepy...
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May. 5th, 2006 | 07:06 pm
Dan and Katie are going out.
I was being all clever and attentive in Mussolini history, and then Lisa whispered 'Did you know Dan and Katie are actually dating?', at which point I lost all enthusiasm for Mussolini, and didn't feel quite like talking for the rest of the lesson.
At lunnchh, loool, at least 3 people decided to get some severe depression thing from the Dan and Katie news, which amused me, as seriously, most of them have only kinda seen him from afar and he doesn't have a clue who they are.
Meh.
Dan and women.
Apparantly when I was loudly declaring his cheating tendancies Katie was giving me a death stare. Oopse. Common room is too damn small! Meh.
I hope they have lots of fun with their pyhsical-only relationship. Eew.
I'd actually forgotton until I saw AVA on TV, as Dan is a Tom Delonge wannabe, and I'm a wannabe Tom Delonge wife, so yeah, kinda reminded me of Dan and his new loveerrrrr-ness, but I actually don't actually know who I pity more. Maybe it's becasue it's sunny, but I'm so happy today!
Gave geo coursework in (the deadline was before October half term last year.. oooppse.)
Ent asked Rory if he wanted me, being the strange unsubtle girl she is on msn, and he said.. 'yeah, kinda do'.
Eew. He 'kinda does' want me.
And everyone wanders why I avoid him! I 'kinda DON'T' want Rory, and the more he keeps being all like.. bleugh, the more I go rapidly off the idea.
If I could take his personality and I guess shoulders up... and arms, then I'd be happier, but he's so wierd and rugby-ish.
I'll be sorry when he gets on the england team :rolleyes:
I was being all clever and attentive in Mussolini history, and then Lisa whispered 'Did you know Dan and Katie are actually dating?', at which point I lost all enthusiasm for Mussolini, and didn't feel quite like talking for the rest of the lesson.
At lunnchh, loool, at least 3 people decided to get some severe depression thing from the Dan and Katie news, which amused me, as seriously, most of them have only kinda seen him from afar and he doesn't have a clue who they are.
Meh.
Dan and women.
Apparantly when I was loudly declaring his cheating tendancies Katie was giving me a death stare. Oopse. Common room is too damn small! Meh.
I hope they have lots of fun with their pyhsical-only relationship. Eew.
I'd actually forgotton until I saw AVA on TV, as Dan is a Tom Delonge wannabe, and I'm a wannabe Tom Delonge wife, so yeah, kinda reminded me of Dan and his new loveerrrrr-ness, but I actually don't actually know who I pity more. Maybe it's becasue it's sunny, but I'm so happy today!
Gave geo coursework in (the deadline was before October half term last year.. oooppse.)
Ent asked Rory if he wanted me, being the strange unsubtle girl she is on msn, and he said.. 'yeah, kinda do'.
Eew. He 'kinda does' want me.
And everyone wanders why I avoid him! I 'kinda DON'T' want Rory, and the more he keeps being all like.. bleugh, the more I go rapidly off the idea.
If I could take his personality and I guess shoulders up... and arms, then I'd be happier, but he's so wierd and rugby-ish.
I'll be sorry when he gets on the england team :rolleyes:
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May. 3rd, 2006 | 10:22 pm
=Woody= Faerie Corpse Apparently!!? "Maybe the rain will stop following me, with millions of colors reflected in daylight" says:
BOO
=Woody= Faerie Corpse Apparently!!? "Maybe the rain will stop following me, with millions of colors reflected in daylight" says:
Heylo
=Woody= Faerie Corpse Apparently!!? "Maybe the rain will stop following me, with millions of colors reflected in daylight" says:
NOO 2
Great.
Which is so nice as I know he went to the cinema yesterday with Katie.
I wish he'd just be like... I'm gonna go out with Katie, thus meaning we don't have to do stupid Noo, Woo, Danoo, etc crap.
BOO
=Woody= Faerie Corpse Apparently!!? "Maybe the rain will stop following me, with millions of colors reflected in daylight" says:
Heylo
=Woody= Faerie Corpse Apparently!!? "Maybe the rain will stop following me, with millions of colors reflected in daylight" says:
NOO 2
Great.
Which is so nice as I know he went to the cinema yesterday with Katie.
I wish he'd just be like... I'm gonna go out with Katie, thus meaning we don't have to do stupid Noo, Woo, Danoo, etc crap.
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Apr. 24th, 2006 | 09:39 pm
| Your Birthdate: March 21 |
 You're a restless rebel with an unpredictable nature. Bright but unbridled, you tend to seek out wild experiences over new ideas. People are frustrated by your great potential, but you love your unconventional life. You're a heartbreaker. People get attached to you, and then you're gone. Your strength: Your thirst for adventure Your weakness: Not taking time for slow pleasures Your power color: Hot pink Your power symbol: Figure eight Your power month: March |
How cool and true!
Like.. every single damn point!
| Your Seduction Style: Fantasy Lover |
 You know that ideal love that each of us dreams of from childhood? That's you! Not because you posess all of the ideal characteristics, but because you are a savvy shape shifter. You have the uncanny ability to detect someone's particular fantasy... and make it you. You inspire each person to be an idealist and passionate, and you make each moment memorable Even a simple coffee date with you can be the most romantic moment of someone's life By giving your date exactly what he or she desires, you quickly become the ideal lover. Your abilities to make dreams come true is so strong, that you are often the love of many people's lives. Your ex's (and even people you have simply met or been friends with) long to be yours. No doubt you are the one others have dreamed of... your biggest challenge is finding *your* dream lover. |
I think I love these things. Freakily addictive..
| People Envy Your Compassion |
 You have a kind heart and an unusual empathy for all living creatures. You tend to absorb others' happiness and pain. People envy your compassion, and more importantly, the connections it helps you build. And compassionate as you are, you feel for them. |
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Apr. 18th, 2006 | 12:14 am
| Your Life Path Number is 6 |
 Your purpose in life is to help others You are very compassionate, and you offer comfort to those around you. It pains you to see other people hurting, and you do all in your power to help them. You take on responsibility, and don't mind personal sacrifice. You are the ultimate giver. In love, you offer warmth and protection to your partner. You often give too much of yourself, and you rarely put your own needs first. Emotions tend to rule your decisions too much, especially when it comes to love. And while taking care of people is great, make sure to give them room to grow on their own. |
True I guess.
*ponders*
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Apr. 3rd, 2006 | 12:23 pm
Had the wierdest dream.
We were all at school, and they were asking us who wanted to get a place in medical school, and for some reason my head teacher and deputy head got to choose, and there were about 25 of us who said we did want to, and we were all barefoot, and they said they were going to decide who was allowed to go, partially on what socks you were wearing as it was an indication of maturity! I swear! Honestly they were judging on socks, so I had my black and pink stripey socks, but some people went away and took socks off their friends who were wearing better ones and it was all a bit controversial!
We were called one by one up to the very top of these random sport bleachers, and the deputy head was going 'You've been very let down by your socks, and your last school report was terrible', and I was hanging my head and thiniking 'there's no way I've got it', but then she goes 'due to your outstanding people skills, I'm giving you a place', and handed me a drinks cup!
It was SUCH a wierd dream!
I ran down the bleachers like.. the happiest I've ever been in a dream, and got to the bottom a sobbing WRECK, and there were people clearly quite pissed off I got in as I'm bottom of the school and don't even do chem or bio, and Pip (10A*s at GCSE) hadn't got in, and it was like.. the best day ever.
Gah.
I don't even know what that is telling me.
We were all at school, and they were asking us who wanted to get a place in medical school, and for some reason my head teacher and deputy head got to choose, and there were about 25 of us who said we did want to, and we were all barefoot, and they said they were going to decide who was allowed to go, partially on what socks you were wearing as it was an indication of maturity! I swear! Honestly they were judging on socks, so I had my black and pink stripey socks, but some people went away and took socks off their friends who were wearing better ones and it was all a bit controversial!
We were called one by one up to the very top of these random sport bleachers, and the deputy head was going 'You've been very let down by your socks, and your last school report was terrible', and I was hanging my head and thiniking 'there's no way I've got it', but then she goes 'due to your outstanding people skills, I'm giving you a place', and handed me a drinks cup!
It was SUCH a wierd dream!
I ran down the bleachers like.. the happiest I've ever been in a dream, and got to the bottom a sobbing WRECK, and there were people clearly quite pissed off I got in as I'm bottom of the school and don't even do chem or bio, and Pip (10A*s at GCSE) hadn't got in, and it was like.. the best day ever.
Gah.
I don't even know what that is telling me.
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Apr. 1st, 2006 | 09:18 pm
Euch.
I've just eaten a whole big bag of Haribo Tangfastics.
All by myself.
This is becoming a bad habit!
In happier news, saw Grandparents and got £200 for bday! Along with a £50 credit note for a computer shop which my Grandad said he will never use, so I've got no idea what I'm going to buy.. possibly some surround speakers and a remote control thing for Windows Media Player?
I'm way too lazy to keep on getting up to pause/rewind DVDs when me and Steph are in bed :roll:
Haven't done the half geography module I intended to do today.
Hm.
Interesting.
I've just eaten a whole big bag of Haribo Tangfastics.
All by myself.
This is becoming a bad habit!
In happier news, saw Grandparents and got £200 for bday! Along with a £50 credit note for a computer shop which my Grandad said he will never use, so I've got no idea what I'm going to buy.. possibly some surround speakers and a remote control thing for Windows Media Player?
I'm way too lazy to keep on getting up to pause/rewind DVDs when me and Steph are in bed :roll:
Haven't done the half geography module I intended to do today.
Hm.
Interesting.
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Mar. 31st, 2006 | 12:59 am
"I criticise you
for everything you do
I said you were the one that lost control
the one who didn't know where to go
when really it was me that couldn't see
and you've moved on
and I’m still stuck on what was never meant to be"
for everything you do
I said you were the one that lost control
the one who didn't know where to go
when really it was me that couldn't see
and you've moved on
and I’m still stuck on what was never meant to be"
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Mar. 26th, 2006 | 02:40 am
Ooooh! Was gonna say, blimey 2:40 am, but then of course the clocks have gone forwards
*now understaannndss*
Well that was very confusing how time had sped so fast...
:roll:
*now understaannndss*
Well that was very confusing how time had sped so fast...
:roll: