I suppose I can't complain about other people not updating their blogs if I don't update mine :P I'm writing this sat in front of the television. I'm watching David Tennant on Alan Carr. In case I haven't made this perfectly clear, I like David Tennant.
Yesterday...I got up late, wrote a short story (Do you want to see it?), made some cookies, sewed a button back on, played (and won) at Mario Kart Wii, watched Billy Elliot and stuffed my face with leftover Pick 'n' Mix and After Eights.
Today I've woken up, realised I can explain my entire relationship history in under sixty seconds, and am now drinking hot chocolate. EDIT: I've now been bowling (played two games with my family, came last and second. Bowling balls are weirdly shaped- I'm convinced they make them for The Incredible Hulk's fingers and forget about the rest of us. I had to have an extra small. It appears I have tiny hands). My Nana's here and we've just had dinner. We discussed Harry Potter, actually, mainly because when my mum said she had too many thoughts, I suggested she get a Pensieve. She looked at me confusedly. Then no one could remember the name of the last film, the next one, and my Dad hasn't. read. the. books. I've decided on a New Year's resolution for him. My mum also said something about Doctor Who and started singing the bassline, and I did the ooh ooh bit over the top. Spontaneous singing for the win! I've also played too much Mario Kart Wii. Frickin' Baby Peach and Baby Mario wouldn't get out the way!
ANYWAY. This year hasn't been particularly good, and if I had one resolution it would be to make sure next year is nowhere near as bad. Seeing as I can't guarantee that, I'll just have to make some other ones. (I didn't make any last year so I can't really say if I've achieved anything) In no particular order, then:
1. Play the piano more.
I'm going to sound like my mum, but there never seems to be enough hours in the day. I tend to practise what I need for lessons. But suppose one day I can't play- and then I'll regret that I didn't play more. Plus, if I go to uni, I won't be able to take my piano with me.
2. Read and write more.
I want to aim to read about forty to fifty books next year. I think I can achieve it- I have enough books to read. As for writing, it seems to me that after NaNoWriMo, I don't tend to write anything other than poetry. But I wrote a short story (probably for the first time since school!) and I enjoyed it.
3. Pray and read my Bible more.
I am currently useless when it comes to sticking to a Bible reading plan, so I'm just going to try and read something every day.
4. Learn a different language.
Specifically Italian. It's a beautiful language and I know a few people who can speak it, including my Dad. I have podcasts from iTunes, so theoretically, this should be easy to do.
5. Finish college.
I want to go to university. Specifically, Chichester. I will get those grades. Somehow...
Those are my main five, the ones that I'm going to focus on achieving. Other minor resolutions include DailyBoothing more, blogging more, sorting out photo albums, scrapbooking, taking my camera with me everywhere.
I've recorded Madagascar so I'm now watching that. There's a zebra surfing waves on two dolphins. I like kids films :)
Happy New Year!
B xxx :)
Thursday, 31 December 2009
Tuesday, 29 December 2009
Twenty Five: Bouncing back.
Here's the deal: we're not going to mention the last couple of entries. We're going to forget all about them. I would delete them, but then there'd be numbers missing and it wouldn't making sense. Anyway.
Christmas Day was good. I already knew what a few of my presents were (this laptop, a dressing gown, iTunes giftcard, Friends and New York calendars) but I got a few surprises which were lovely. Some times people know me better than I know myself. You can expect a picture of all my presents some time soon, once I've figured out the technical stuff. I watched Happy Feet for the first time, and despite the fact that it was probably a little bit childish, being about animated tap dancing penguins, I enjoyed it. Growing up is over rated. I wish I could have gone to church, but I didn't want to be the only one and it would have been just been inconvenient.
Doctor Who. It deserves to have a paragraph to itself. Now, before I say anything else, I want to say this: I think Russell T Davies is a good writer. Granted, there are episodes of Doctor Who that aren't exactly my favourite (The Unicorn and the Wasp and Midnight being just two that I can think of) but that doesn't mean he isn't a good writer. But...there were parts of this latest episode that I didn't like. I didn't like the way that the Master came back, though I think the whole madness thing worked. I didn't like the whole skeleton thing that the Master did. But as for the rest of the episode? Yes, I liked it. I want to know what happens next. I'll be watching on New Year's Day.
Boxing Day was also good. We went to see Carol and Nick (Carol is my Dad's cousin. Her mum is my nan's sister. It gets confusing.) and their children Tom and Ellie. They live about half an hour away from Chichester so I talked about the uni and the shops and various other related things. Tom's in his first year of college and is a bit shy- we didn't talk too much, but he's got a lot of good books in his book case (Wuthering Heights, Addition, Darren Shan) so I'm sure we can always talk about that next time. Ellie is thirteen, lovely and a very good dancer; I'm thinking of going to see her perform at the uni in February.
I'm in the throws of writing a short story, but the deadline's the 31st and it can be anything up to 2,000 words. I'm only on 870 at the moment, because I re-wrote it today in first person. I don't know what it is, I just don't like writing in third person. I'm struggling with the opening paragraph though and I've changed it a couple of times.
As for books, from Lydia gave me Numbers and The Book Thief. I finished reading Numbers yesterday and I liked it. The Book Thief I read parts of over the summer but I never got to the end. With an Amazon voucher I got, I bought An Abundance of Katherines, The Treasure Map of Boys and Creative Writing for Dummies. (I also ordered Wall-e because it's one of my favourite films.)
Tomorrow I'm going shopping in town, going to have lunch and see Sherlock Holmes.
EDIT: That was last night. I grew too tired and my keyboard was going weird, so in the end I gave up and went to bed. I did indeed going shopping and as a consequence have 90p left and a £10 gift voucher for New Look because I couldn't really find anything that I liked. I bought a pinstripe top/dress type thingy that cost a bit, but I've decided that I'll get a lot of use out of it. I got a couple of necklaces in the sale as well that are pretty. Then come the dvds: Doctor Who Series 3 Volume 1, The Ex, Burn After Reading, Little Miss Sunshine, Yes Man and Billy Elliot. With my WHSmith voucher I bought a magnetic whiteboard (because I have too much magnetic poetry to fit on the fridge), paintbrushes and a fountain pen (because they were on sale and I'll find a use for them. Somehow.). ANYWAY.
Sherlock Holmes was good. Disgusting in places, with the slicing of pigs and everything, and scary when they were fighting, but otherwise good. I was surprised, because it's not really a film I would have chosen to go and see myself, and I only went because the rest of my family were going- but I enjoyed it. The way they left at the end hints at a sequel, and if they do, I'll be seeing it.
This has been long enough now, so I'm going to drink hot chocolate and watch Scrubs :)
B xxx :)
Christmas Day was good. I already knew what a few of my presents were (this laptop, a dressing gown, iTunes giftcard, Friends and New York calendars) but I got a few surprises which were lovely. Some times people know me better than I know myself. You can expect a picture of all my presents some time soon, once I've figured out the technical stuff. I watched Happy Feet for the first time, and despite the fact that it was probably a little bit childish, being about animated tap dancing penguins, I enjoyed it. Growing up is over rated. I wish I could have gone to church, but I didn't want to be the only one and it would have been just been inconvenient.
Doctor Who. It deserves to have a paragraph to itself. Now, before I say anything else, I want to say this: I think Russell T Davies is a good writer. Granted, there are episodes of Doctor Who that aren't exactly my favourite (The Unicorn and the Wasp and Midnight being just two that I can think of) but that doesn't mean he isn't a good writer. But...there were parts of this latest episode that I didn't like. I didn't like the way that the Master came back, though I think the whole madness thing worked. I didn't like the whole skeleton thing that the Master did. But as for the rest of the episode? Yes, I liked it. I want to know what happens next. I'll be watching on New Year's Day.
Boxing Day was also good. We went to see Carol and Nick (Carol is my Dad's cousin. Her mum is my nan's sister. It gets confusing.) and their children Tom and Ellie. They live about half an hour away from Chichester so I talked about the uni and the shops and various other related things. Tom's in his first year of college and is a bit shy- we didn't talk too much, but he's got a lot of good books in his book case (Wuthering Heights, Addition, Darren Shan) so I'm sure we can always talk about that next time. Ellie is thirteen, lovely and a very good dancer; I'm thinking of going to see her perform at the uni in February.
I'm in the throws of writing a short story, but the deadline's the 31st and it can be anything up to 2,000 words. I'm only on 870 at the moment, because I re-wrote it today in first person. I don't know what it is, I just don't like writing in third person. I'm struggling with the opening paragraph though and I've changed it a couple of times.
As for books, from Lydia gave me Numbers and The Book Thief. I finished reading Numbers yesterday and I liked it. The Book Thief I read parts of over the summer but I never got to the end. With an Amazon voucher I got, I bought An Abundance of Katherines, The Treasure Map of Boys and Creative Writing for Dummies. (I also ordered Wall-e because it's one of my favourite films.)
Tomorrow I'm going shopping in town, going to have lunch and see Sherlock Holmes.
EDIT: That was last night. I grew too tired and my keyboard was going weird, so in the end I gave up and went to bed. I did indeed going shopping and as a consequence have 90p left and a £10 gift voucher for New Look because I couldn't really find anything that I liked. I bought a pinstripe top/dress type thingy that cost a bit, but I've decided that I'll get a lot of use out of it. I got a couple of necklaces in the sale as well that are pretty. Then come the dvds: Doctor Who Series 3 Volume 1, The Ex, Burn After Reading, Little Miss Sunshine, Yes Man and Billy Elliot. With my WHSmith voucher I bought a magnetic whiteboard (because I have too much magnetic poetry to fit on the fridge), paintbrushes and a fountain pen (because they were on sale and I'll find a use for them. Somehow.). ANYWAY.
Sherlock Holmes was good. Disgusting in places, with the slicing of pigs and everything, and scary when they were fighting, but otherwise good. I was surprised, because it's not really a film I would have chosen to go and see myself, and I only went because the rest of my family were going- but I enjoyed it. The way they left at the end hints at a sequel, and if they do, I'll be seeing it.
This has been long enough now, so I'm going to drink hot chocolate and watch Scrubs :)
B xxx :)
Thursday, 24 December 2009
Twenty Four: The penguin takeover.
Hello, I'm a Penguin and I'm taking over Beth's blog. I would have a name but Beth was too lazy couldn't think of one (suggestions?). Beth and I had the following conversation this morning:
Beth: Penguin, can you write my blog for me?
Penguin: Yeah, sure.
Beth: Thank you.
Penguin: What do you want to me to say in it?
Beth: I'm not sure.
Penguin: *sigh* I could interview you, would that help?
Beth: Yes, it would.
Penguin: How are you today?
Beth: Tired...four hours sleep isn't good.
Penguin: Marvellous. And how do you feel last night went?
Beth: Oh just fabulously.
Penguin: You're a bit of an idiot, aren't you?
Beth: Yes. And when I admitted it, I actually managed to prove my own point. I haven't done that before.
Penguin: So you've sunk to new levels of idiocy.
Beth: You could say that.
Penguin: Alright, if you weren't an idiot, how would have last night have gone?
Beth: I'd have explained that I want to view him as a friend, and it'd have been okay.
Penguin: Keeping it simple, then.
Beth: Yes.
Penguin: Do you not think you're over reacting a bit?
Beth: Yes, but-
Penguin: -it's only because you care, blah, blah. You care what people think of you too much.
Beth: Well...yes and no. Yes, I care what my friends think of me, because they're my friends. But I've stopped caring so much about what complete strangers think of me. I've come to the realisation that they're complete strangers and therefore mean very little to me.
Penguin: This is sounding pathetic. How are you going to pay me for this?
Beth: You want paying?
Penguin: Yes. In fish.
Beth: No. You know I can't go anywhere near the fish counter in Tesco's. They smell and they stare at me with their eyes.
Penguin: Then I'll ask no more questions.
Seeing as Beth refused to pay me, that ended our interview. I personally think Beth's a right idiot and needs to be slapped with a fish.
Beth and I would like to wish you all a very Happy Christmas, because there's very little chance she'll blog tomorrow.
[Note from Beth: I since found Penguin trying to steal the tuna out of the cupboard, so he's now confined to my room for the rest of the day, where he's sulking. Tough. It's Christmas tomorrow so I'll have to let him out.]
Penguin xxx :)
Beth: Penguin, can you write my blog for me?
Penguin: Yeah, sure.
Beth: Thank you.
Penguin: What do you want to me to say in it?
Beth: I'm not sure.
Penguin: *sigh* I could interview you, would that help?
Beth: Yes, it would.
Penguin: How are you today?
Beth: Tired...four hours sleep isn't good.
Penguin: Marvellous. And how do you feel last night went?
Beth: Oh just fabulously.
Penguin: You're a bit of an idiot, aren't you?
Beth: Yes. And when I admitted it, I actually managed to prove my own point. I haven't done that before.
Penguin: So you've sunk to new levels of idiocy.
Beth: You could say that.
Penguin: Alright, if you weren't an idiot, how would have last night have gone?
Beth: I'd have explained that I want to view him as a friend, and it'd have been okay.
Penguin: Keeping it simple, then.
Beth: Yes.
Penguin: Do you not think you're over reacting a bit?
Beth: Yes, but-
Penguin: -it's only because you care, blah, blah. You care what people think of you too much.
Beth: Well...yes and no. Yes, I care what my friends think of me, because they're my friends. But I've stopped caring so much about what complete strangers think of me. I've come to the realisation that they're complete strangers and therefore mean very little to me.
Penguin: This is sounding pathetic. How are you going to pay me for this?
Beth: You want paying?
Penguin: Yes. In fish.
Beth: No. You know I can't go anywhere near the fish counter in Tesco's. They smell and they stare at me with their eyes.
Penguin: Then I'll ask no more questions.
Seeing as Beth refused to pay me, that ended our interview. I personally think Beth's a right idiot and needs to be slapped with a fish.
Beth and I would like to wish you all a very Happy Christmas, because there's very little chance she'll blog tomorrow.
[Note from Beth: I since found Penguin trying to steal the tuna out of the cupboard, so he's now confined to my room for the rest of the day, where he's sulking. Tough. It's Christmas tomorrow so I'll have to let him out.]
Penguin xxx :)
Wednesday, 23 December 2009
Twenty Three: Christmas preparations and the like.
Hello.
Updates:
Christmas cards and presents= done
Shopping= done
Bills= paid
Work= finished
Revision= started
Short story= started
Website= started
Progress.
I don't really have anything to say, not a lot has been happening. I'm currently ill, which sucks because I really didn't want to be this Christmas, but it seems every holiday I am.
Books:
Read A Note of Madness
Read Everlost
Starting Fly On The Wall today
Boys are confusing. I don't understand them and the current one that's on my mind...I feel guilty about wishing I hadn't met him. It would make my life so much easier. ANYWAY.
Holy Smoke Christmas dinner was good, although I felt a bit self conscious in my dress. Picture of dress can be viewed here. You'll have to wait for pictures of me in it. It was fun to watch people attempt karoke and there were bubbles. Have I mentioned I like bubbles? (Easily pleased, in case you hadn't noticed.) Related to bubbles, have I also mentioned that if anyone would like to buy me the really big roll of bubblewrap I would love you forever. I would cover as much space as I could in my room with it and then pop it. :)
My grandparents are coming down today (I say down because they come from Lincolnshire) so I have to go and tidy my room, when all I really want to do is sleep...Yawn.
B xxx :)
Updates:
Christmas cards and presents= done
Shopping= done
Bills= paid
Work= finished
Revision= started
Short story= started
Website= started
Progress.
I don't really have anything to say, not a lot has been happening. I'm currently ill, which sucks because I really didn't want to be this Christmas, but it seems every holiday I am.
Books:
Read A Note of Madness
Read Everlost
Starting Fly On The Wall today
Boys are confusing. I don't understand them and the current one that's on my mind...I feel guilty about wishing I hadn't met him. It would make my life so much easier. ANYWAY.
Holy Smoke Christmas dinner was good, although I felt a bit self conscious in my dress. Picture of dress can be viewed here. You'll have to wait for pictures of me in it. It was fun to watch people attempt karoke and there were bubbles. Have I mentioned I like bubbles? (Easily pleased, in case you hadn't noticed.) Related to bubbles, have I also mentioned that if anyone would like to buy me the really big roll of bubblewrap I would love you forever. I would cover as much space as I could in my room with it and then pop it. :)
My grandparents are coming down today (I say down because they come from Lincolnshire) so I have to go and tidy my room, when all I really want to do is sleep...Yawn.
B xxx :)
Thursday, 17 December 2009
Twenty Two: A note of madness.
I'm taking a leaf out of Lydia's book and...well, I'm quoting from a book. Hence the title. Google it.
'No, no, no, no, no.' Flynn rolled over, head hanging off the side of his bed, and scrunched up his eyes. There was no pain this time, no headache, and yet he knew - as sure as he knew from the late-morning sunlight streaming through the curtains that it was a fine day - that it was back, and with a vengeance.
Getting out of bed was unimaginable, going back to sleep impossible. There was a familiar weight on his chest - a crushing weight of interminable sadness from which there was no escape.
...
Who had he told? What had he said? Oh no, Jennah! She must think he was a complete idiot! What had he been thinking?
...
He rolled over on his side and squinted down again at the music lying on the floor. He couldn't even read it properly- his eyes wouldn't focus. He couldn't hear the notes in his head, couldn't imagine that they made any sense, coldn't comprehend how he could have possible imagined that he was in any way capable of composing anything - anything at all. He wished he could burn it all, set fire to the damn floor, but he didn't even have the energy to stuff the papers in the bin. He didn't need to look at his alarm, he could tell by the sunlight that it was gone eleven and he knews that he had been asleep for more than thirteen hours, although he felt as if he hadn't slept at all.
...
A shower was far too much effort. Cold water splashed over his face would have to do. A feeble attempt with the toothbrush - the taste made him want to retch...He bit his lip to hold back furious tears.
Ta dah. In other normal news, college has finished, coursework and mock exams have been handed in, five university offers, christmas presents bought and wrapped. Last week was Oxfam lunch, dress shopping in Chichester, pub quiz, babysitting, Oxfam, coursework, Dad coming home, buying and decorating the Christmas tree , decorating my room.
And now I have to go.
B xxx :)
'No, no, no, no, no.' Flynn rolled over, head hanging off the side of his bed, and scrunched up his eyes. There was no pain this time, no headache, and yet he knew - as sure as he knew from the late-morning sunlight streaming through the curtains that it was a fine day - that it was back, and with a vengeance.
Getting out of bed was unimaginable, going back to sleep impossible. There was a familiar weight on his chest - a crushing weight of interminable sadness from which there was no escape.
...
Who had he told? What had he said? Oh no, Jennah! She must think he was a complete idiot! What had he been thinking?
...
He rolled over on his side and squinted down again at the music lying on the floor. He couldn't even read it properly- his eyes wouldn't focus. He couldn't hear the notes in his head, couldn't imagine that they made any sense, coldn't comprehend how he could have possible imagined that he was in any way capable of composing anything - anything at all. He wished he could burn it all, set fire to the damn floor, but he didn't even have the energy to stuff the papers in the bin. He didn't need to look at his alarm, he could tell by the sunlight that it was gone eleven and he knews that he had been asleep for more than thirteen hours, although he felt as if he hadn't slept at all.
...
A shower was far too much effort. Cold water splashed over his face would have to do. A feeble attempt with the toothbrush - the taste made him want to retch...He bit his lip to hold back furious tears.
Ta dah. In other normal news, college has finished, coursework and mock exams have been handed in, five university offers, christmas presents bought and wrapped. Last week was Oxfam lunch, dress shopping in Chichester, pub quiz, babysitting, Oxfam, coursework, Dad coming home, buying and decorating the Christmas tree , decorating my room.
And now I have to go.
B xxx :)
Tuesday, 8 December 2009
Twenty One: Fifty things.
(I'm emailing in from college. I'm interested to see if this works or not, despite the fact that although my blog is blocked, blogger isn't. Hhmm. I'm currently in the lrc and I'm cold because the air conditioning is going right down my neck. brrrr.ANYWAY.)
Here are fifty things (I hope) you don't know about me (some of it you probably will). I did do this on Facebook a while ago, so I'm going to try and make it different, but obviously some of it will be the same...you try writing fifty things about yourself.
1. I hate Marmite. However, the smell of it reminds me of Double Health and Social Care in my first year of college when we made chocolate krispy things.
2. I used to be scared of Mystic Meg. I used to sit in the middle of the sofa with my mum and would ask when it'd be safe to look.
3. I like jewellery. I collect it. If you buy me jewellery, I will love you FOREVER.
4. I used to be in art club during Years 5 and 6. However, I'm not good at art.
5. I won an award for fancy dress when I was a baby.
6. I like English. I like funny sounding words. I like writing about odd ideas that pop into my head. I like reading just about anything.
7. I take pictures. I have a standard digital camera that I've had for a couple of years now; it's not brilliant but it does work.
8. I still occasionally watch children's television programs.
9. I've been white water rafting and despite my initial fears, loved it.
10. I did my work experience in a nursery school. Small children like to use you as a human climbing frame.
11. I have a craving for doritos right now, but I'm pretty sure I don't have enough money with me. *checks*...well I have 50p, but I don't think that's enough. I get cravings for odd foods, often at inappropriate times (such at 3am when Tesco's is shut).
12. I want to travel, but have no money to do so.
13. I used to collect Pokemon cards; they were all I used to spend my money on in primary school. That and beanie babies.
14. I don't like the colour pink.
15. I feel obliged to buy a notebook everytime I go into Paperchase, which means in my room there are boxes full of them.
16. I can be shy. Often when I don't talk it's because I've gone all tongue tied and don't know what to say, but that doesn't mean I don't like you! If I'm quiet it's usually because I'm thinking about things.
17. I'm a daydreamer. When I was in Year 2, due to my middle name being Alice, I was called Alice in Wonderland.
18. I don't like my name and will probably change it in the future. As to what, I'm taking suggestions.
19. I have long(ish) fingernails that seem to grow of their own accord.
20. I love Ben & Jerry's ice cream. Cookie dough is my favourite.
21. I often doodle on my work.
22. I sneeze quite obviously. Not as loud as when my dad blows his nose, but you can hear me.
23. I've had glasses since Year 9. I would wear contacts but I'm not entirely sure I want to put something in my eye.
24. I can't ride a bicycle. Well, I can, sort of. I learnt when I was younger and every summer I practise, which seems to include re-learning.
25. Somewhere in our house there is a video of my when I was younger called 'the potty dance'.
26. There is also somewhere in our house a video of a duet Lydia and I performed.
27. I can play piano and have done since I was 7.
28. I've been dancing in one way or another since I was 3.
29. I joined a drama club when I was 7-ish. I had one line in the play that we did.
30. I like hot chocolate. If I go somewhere and they don't have spoons then I will eat the cream off the top with my fingers. (This mainly happens in Starbucks.)
31. I've participated in NaNoWriMo for the past two years and won. This year I gave up half way through but decided to try and finish.
32. I try and impress people for reasons I can't explain. They're often the wrong people.
33. I'm addicted to Scrubs.
34. I have the ability to remember random facts that are of no use to anyone. Did you know that James Blunt hasn't washed his hair since 1994?
35. I get nervous about the type of people in exams that pace up and down rows and breathe down your neck. I also hate it when they stop to see what you're writing.
36. I used to have a collection of teddy bears when I was younger that my nana would knit clothes for.
37. I now have a craving for iced gems. I used to eat them a lot, as well as pink wafer biscuits.
38. I've been to Rainbows, Brownies and Guides and still have the badges to prove it.
39. I like to learn different languages. I may pronounce words horribly wrong, but it's fun trying.
40. I have a pink/red (there have been many debates as to the colour) hoody which is big and I like to put on whenever I'm cold at home.
41. I've opened the door to a postman in my pyjamas.
42. I'm allergic to cats. I didn't find this out in a pleasant way.
43. I've had one foot in one country and one foot in another.
44. I can be a bit of a perfectionist, especially when it comes to my work. I try not to let it show, which is something I'm getting better at.
45. I like Paris and want to visit again, when a) I have more time to see stuff and b) when I can speak French better than I can now.
46. I can't ice skate. It's hilarious when I try.
47. I learnt to ski in Year 9 for a skiing trip to Italy. I want to go back.
48. I like to write down quotes whenever I can empathise with what a person/character is saying.
49. I've worked at Oxfam for just over four years.
50. (Yay for the last one!) I HATE Key Skills!
Good: Unexpected surprises. Getting things in the post.
Bad: Rain. Coursework.
B xxx :)
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Here are fifty things (I hope) you don't know about me (some of it you probably will). I did do this on Facebook a while ago, so I'm going to try and make it different, but obviously some of it will be the same...you try writing fifty things about yourself.
1. I hate Marmite. However, the smell of it reminds me of Double Health and Social Care in my first year of college when we made chocolate krispy things.
2. I used to be scared of Mystic Meg. I used to sit in the middle of the sofa with my mum and would ask when it'd be safe to look.
3. I like jewellery. I collect it. If you buy me jewellery, I will love you FOREVER.
4. I used to be in art club during Years 5 and 6. However, I'm not good at art.
5. I won an award for fancy dress when I was a baby.
6. I like English. I like funny sounding words. I like writing about odd ideas that pop into my head. I like reading just about anything.
7. I take pictures. I have a standard digital camera that I've had for a couple of years now; it's not brilliant but it does work.
8. I still occasionally watch children's television programs.
9. I've been white water rafting and despite my initial fears, loved it.
10. I did my work experience in a nursery school. Small children like to use you as a human climbing frame.
11. I have a craving for doritos right now, but I'm pretty sure I don't have enough money with me. *checks*...well I have 50p, but I don't think that's enough. I get cravings for odd foods, often at inappropriate times (such at 3am when Tesco's is shut).
12. I want to travel, but have no money to do so.
13. I used to collect Pokemon cards; they were all I used to spend my money on in primary school. That and beanie babies.
14. I don't like the colour pink.
15. I feel obliged to buy a notebook everytime I go into Paperchase, which means in my room there are boxes full of them.
16. I can be shy. Often when I don't talk it's because I've gone all tongue tied and don't know what to say, but that doesn't mean I don't like you! If I'm quiet it's usually because I'm thinking about things.
17. I'm a daydreamer. When I was in Year 2, due to my middle name being Alice, I was called Alice in Wonderland.
18. I don't like my name and will probably change it in the future. As to what, I'm taking suggestions.
19. I have long(ish) fingernails that seem to grow of their own accord.
20. I love Ben & Jerry's ice cream. Cookie dough is my favourite.
21. I often doodle on my work.
22. I sneeze quite obviously. Not as loud as when my dad blows his nose, but you can hear me.
23. I've had glasses since Year 9. I would wear contacts but I'm not entirely sure I want to put something in my eye.
24. I can't ride a bicycle. Well, I can, sort of. I learnt when I was younger and every summer I practise, which seems to include re-learning.
25. Somewhere in our house there is a video of my when I was younger called 'the potty dance'.
26. There is also somewhere in our house a video of a duet Lydia and I performed.
27. I can play piano and have done since I was 7.
28. I've been dancing in one way or another since I was 3.
29. I joined a drama club when I was 7-ish. I had one line in the play that we did.
30. I like hot chocolate. If I go somewhere and they don't have spoons then I will eat the cream off the top with my fingers. (This mainly happens in Starbucks.)
31. I've participated in NaNoWriMo for the past two years and won. This year I gave up half way through but decided to try and finish.
32. I try and impress people for reasons I can't explain. They're often the wrong people.
33. I'm addicted to Scrubs.
34. I have the ability to remember random facts that are of no use to anyone. Did you know that James Blunt hasn't washed his hair since 1994?
35. I get nervous about the type of people in exams that pace up and down rows and breathe down your neck. I also hate it when they stop to see what you're writing.
36. I used to have a collection of teddy bears when I was younger that my nana would knit clothes for.
37. I now have a craving for iced gems. I used to eat them a lot, as well as pink wafer biscuits.
38. I've been to Rainbows, Brownies and Guides and still have the badges to prove it.
39. I like to learn different languages. I may pronounce words horribly wrong, but it's fun trying.
40. I have a pink/red (there have been many debates as to the colour) hoody which is big and I like to put on whenever I'm cold at home.
41. I've opened the door to a postman in my pyjamas.
42. I'm allergic to cats. I didn't find this out in a pleasant way.
43. I've had one foot in one country and one foot in another.
44. I can be a bit of a perfectionist, especially when it comes to my work. I try not to let it show, which is something I'm getting better at.
45. I like Paris and want to visit again, when a) I have more time to see stuff and b) when I can speak French better than I can now.
46. I can't ice skate. It's hilarious when I try.
47. I learnt to ski in Year 9 for a skiing trip to Italy. I want to go back.
48. I like to write down quotes whenever I can empathise with what a person/character is saying.
49. I've worked at Oxfam for just over four years.
50. (Yay for the last one!) I HATE Key Skills!
Good: Unexpected surprises. Getting things in the post.
Bad: Rain. Coursework.
B xxx :)
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Thursday, 3 December 2009
Twenty: The post NaNoWriMo blog.
NaNoWriMo: At 51,645 words, I'm a winner. I don't know how managed to do it, I really don't, and my story isn't finished and will need a lot of editing, but I don't hate it as much as 2008's novel, so, progress.
Coursework update: English Lit is going badly, English Language is going well. Meh, you can't win them all.
Uni offers: Brighton (to do English and Media. But they want a B in English Language and that ain't happening any time soon), Chichester (CCC, which is better that I thought it was going to be) and Southampton Solent (240-280 points, but I don't want to go there). Got letters from Canterbury Christchuch and Greenwich to say that they're 'processing my application' so hopefully they'll be done soon.
Books: I haven't done a lot of reading recently. I started re-reading The Boy In The Striped Pyjamas but then I bought A Note of Madness, which is really good. I can totally relate to how Flynn feels when he's down. I also want the next one after that, which is called A Voice In The Distance, because I want to know what happens next. I've update my wish list as well. Okay, I'll stop linking you to things now.
Writing: I bought a diary with a lock from Paperchase. I'll maybe link you to a picture next time I write an entry. It's leather and it cost more than I'd like it to, but if I had it my way, notebooks would be free. :) They don't have it online...maybe I'll take a picture instead. It's niceeeeee.
Loves: Spending as much time as I want in the Borders branch of Starbucks reading with hot chocolate. Uni offers. Buying presents for people.
Hates: Rain. Nosebleeds. Confusing boys.
B xxx :)
Coursework update: English Lit is going badly, English Language is going well. Meh, you can't win them all.
Uni offers: Brighton (to do English and Media. But they want a B in English Language and that ain't happening any time soon), Chichester (CCC, which is better that I thought it was going to be) and Southampton Solent (240-280 points, but I don't want to go there). Got letters from Canterbury Christchuch and Greenwich to say that they're 'processing my application' so hopefully they'll be done soon.
Books: I haven't done a lot of reading recently. I started re-reading The Boy In The Striped Pyjamas but then I bought A Note of Madness, which is really good. I can totally relate to how Flynn feels when he's down. I also want the next one after that, which is called A Voice In The Distance, because I want to know what happens next. I've update my wish list as well. Okay, I'll stop linking you to things now.
Writing: I bought a diary with a lock from Paperchase. I'll maybe link you to a picture next time I write an entry. It's leather and it cost more than I'd like it to, but if I had it my way, notebooks would be free. :) They don't have it online...maybe I'll take a picture instead. It's niceeeeee.
Loves: Spending as much time as I want in the Borders branch of Starbucks reading with hot chocolate. Uni offers. Buying presents for people.
Hates: Rain. Nosebleeds. Confusing boys.
B xxx :)
Thursday, 26 November 2009
Nineteen: Oh and...
Something I forgot to say yesterday...Britney Spears. Sarah Chalke (aka Elliot Reid from Scrubs). How I Met Your Mother. What? Also, I watched the Being Erica Season 1 Finale online last night and now I have to have to have to watch Season 2. As you can tell, not much work is going to be done today.
I just finished my wish list in the hope that some of my relatives will look at it and buy me stuff and I won't end up with manicure kits. Which are fine, but I have about a dozen of them.
As for NaNoWriMo, I'm at 30k as I write. 30,014, actually. I'll update at the end of the day where my word count is. Can I write 20k in four days? That's 5k a day. It sounds achievable, but then I have a mock exam for Critical Thinking, English Language and English Literature coursework.
Back to it.
B xxx :)
EDIT: it's lunchtime and I'm on 31,003 words, have drunk hot chocolate, read some of The Boy In The Striped Pyjamas and started my coursework.
it's 3.30 (in the afternoon, not the morning!) and I'm on 32,007 words. My main character has returned home and is in an argument with her drunk mother. I need to name my MC's child at some point. I've watched Scrubs and Neighbours and my mum and one of her friend's are putting up my curtains, which should have been done ageeeess ago.
I just finished my wish list in the hope that some of my relatives will look at it and buy me stuff and I won't end up with manicure kits. Which are fine, but I have about a dozen of them.
As for NaNoWriMo, I'm at 30k as I write. 30,014, actually. I'll update at the end of the day where my word count is. Can I write 20k in four days? That's 5k a day. It sounds achievable, but then I have a mock exam for Critical Thinking, English Language and English Literature coursework.
Back to it.
B xxx :)
EDIT: it's lunchtime and I'm on 31,003 words, have drunk hot chocolate, read some of The Boy In The Striped Pyjamas and started my coursework.
it's 3.30 (in the afternoon, not the morning!) and I'm on 32,007 words. My main character has returned home and is in an argument with her drunk mother. I need to name my MC's child at some point. I've watched Scrubs and Neighbours and my mum and one of her friend's are putting up my curtains, which should have been done ageeeess ago.
Wednesday, 25 November 2009
Eighteen: This woman is a GENIUS.
" '...we're gonna be there in a minute and we still haven't discussed what happened.'
'Because I don't want to discuss it, don't you get that? I mean Ethan, it's embarassing.
I said what I said...and you don't feel the same way and that's fine but I can't just move on and
you know- stop feeling what I feel.' "
That was a quote from Being Erica. If you haven't been watching it, start. NOW. E4, Monday nights, 10 pm. She's like how I'll be when I'm thirty-ish: with a degree in English Lit and working as a Junior Editor at a publishing house. The only difference is that she's Jewish. (I know that I shouldn't call her a genius as she doesn't write the show, but 'The writers of Being Erica are all GENIUSES.' just didn't seem to have the same ring to it. Also I have no idea of her intelligence levels.) ANYWAY (I'm in a caps lock mood, it would seem. and a brackets mood.) the point of that quote is that Erica and I are in a similar situation- we have both sort of recently told someone how we feel about them. There, however, is where the similarities end and where she had the conversation that I quoted, which lead to them not talking about it because he could that she didn't want to and they have practically forgotten about it. However, I don't have that and all I can wish is that she'd lend me her [time travelling] therapist so I could change things. Oh, and when I watched this (at about 1:46) I laughed ridiculously hard. Hopefully I won't be doing that if I get into uni, but then again I can't time travel...but...moving on.
NaNoWriMo...I'm behind and I did give up so I'm about 12k behind. Will I finish my the end of the month? I doubt it. But I'm keeping writing everyday and am so far managing about 5/6k and tomorrow I have a day off. So...we'll see. It's difficult.
There's some more writing competitions to enter, so I may do that as quite a few of them have a deadline in December. I keep making cookies as well and I've done some more work to the collage(s) in my room. There's coursework to do and essays to write. There's the pub quiz every Thursday and Piano every Monday. UCAS has been done so now I can wait for uni offers. I have plenty to keep me busy- theoretically.
I'm tired and I think Bruce Almighty is on so I'm going to make some hot milk, curl up with my duvet and watch that.
B xxx :)
'Because I don't want to discuss it, don't you get that? I mean Ethan, it's embarassing.
I said what I said...and you don't feel the same way and that's fine but I can't just move on and
you know- stop feeling what I feel.' "
That was a quote from Being Erica. If you haven't been watching it, start. NOW. E4, Monday nights, 10 pm. She's like how I'll be when I'm thirty-ish: with a degree in English Lit and working as a Junior Editor at a publishing house. The only difference is that she's Jewish. (I know that I shouldn't call her a genius as she doesn't write the show, but 'The writers of Being Erica are all GENIUSES.' just didn't seem to have the same ring to it. Also I have no idea of her intelligence levels.) ANYWAY (I'm in a caps lock mood, it would seem. and a brackets mood.) the point of that quote is that Erica and I are in a similar situation- we have both sort of recently told someone how we feel about them. There, however, is where the similarities end and where she had the conversation that I quoted, which lead to them not talking about it because he could that she didn't want to and they have practically forgotten about it. However, I don't have that and all I can wish is that she'd lend me her [time travelling] therapist so I could change things. Oh, and when I watched this (at about 1:46) I laughed ridiculously hard. Hopefully I won't be doing that if I get into uni, but then again I can't time travel...but...moving on.
NaNoWriMo...I'm behind and I did give up so I'm about 12k behind. Will I finish my the end of the month? I doubt it. But I'm keeping writing everyday and am so far managing about 5/6k and tomorrow I have a day off. So...we'll see. It's difficult.
There's some more writing competitions to enter, so I may do that as quite a few of them have a deadline in December. I keep making cookies as well and I've done some more work to the collage(s) in my room. There's coursework to do and essays to write. There's the pub quiz every Thursday and Piano every Monday. UCAS has been done so now I can wait for uni offers. I have plenty to keep me busy- theoretically.
I'm tired and I think Bruce Almighty is on so I'm going to make some hot milk, curl up with my duvet and watch that.
B xxx :)
Saturday, 14 November 2009
Seventeen: Sandwich.
Good:
Cookies.
Organisation.
Spud Party.
Fireworks.
Bad:
The weather.
10k behind on NaNoWriMo.
Coursework deadlines.
College.
Boys.
Upsetting things.
Friends.
Lack of confidence/self esteem.
Not being able to forgive.
Nightmares.
Lack of sleep.
Embarassing moments.
Illness.
Good:
Southampton Solent uni open day.
Michael McIntyre dvd.
Night At The Museum 2 dvd.
Brock CU.
And...relax.
Cookies.
Organisation.
Spud Party.
Fireworks.
Bad:
The weather.
10k behind on NaNoWriMo.
Coursework deadlines.
College.
Boys.
Upsetting things.
Friends.
Lack of confidence/self esteem.
Not being able to forgive.
Nightmares.
Lack of sleep.
Embarassing moments.
Illness.
Good:
Southampton Solent uni open day.
Michael McIntyre dvd.
Night At The Museum 2 dvd.
Brock CU.
And...relax.
Monday, 26 October 2009
Sixteen: Poems, Graveyards and Cookies.
The words I write aren't words at all
When I pick up my pen
And hear the call
To write, they say,
I say I cannot
They say don't be stupid
You've simply forgot
You used to be good
At getting out of your head
What you wanted to say
But wrote down instead
And now there is college
With boys on your mind
So when you try to write
There aren't words to find
That tell the story I want
There are no perfect lines
No matter how hard I try
I can't think of the rhymes
So the words I write aren't words at all
They're the thoughts on the paper
That's curled into a ball
Now I'm writing things I know I'll regret
But whatever I do
I can't seem to forget
Which is why
The words I write aren't words at all.
That poem is untitled, as for now.
I'm home alone this half term and consequently my mother decided to phone me this afternoon. I instead ended up having a conversation with my brother about graveyards, because he and mum went to see some to find out some dates for the family tree thing he's doing.
As for cookies...the first batch I made disappeared really quickly. I think the cookie monster might have been involved somehow. I'd quite happily share my cookies with him and hang out, but he's not a logical creature.
Off to feel old and watch Star Trek.
B xxx :)
When I pick up my pen
And hear the call
To write, they say,
I say I cannot
They say don't be stupid
You've simply forgot
You used to be good
At getting out of your head
What you wanted to say
But wrote down instead
And now there is college
With boys on your mind
So when you try to write
There aren't words to find
That tell the story I want
There are no perfect lines
No matter how hard I try
I can't think of the rhymes
So the words I write aren't words at all
They're the thoughts on the paper
That's curled into a ball
Now I'm writing things I know I'll regret
But whatever I do
I can't seem to forget
Which is why
The words I write aren't words at all.
That poem is untitled, as for now.
I'm home alone this half term and consequently my mother decided to phone me this afternoon. I instead ended up having a conversation with my brother about graveyards, because he and mum went to see some to find out some dates for the family tree thing he's doing.
As for cookies...the first batch I made disappeared really quickly. I think the cookie monster might have been involved somehow. I'd quite happily share my cookies with him and hang out, but he's not a logical creature.
Off to feel old and watch Star Trek.
B xxx :)
Thursday, 22 October 2009
Fifteen: It's all good.
I was going to say that I've done all of my goals for this week, but I haven't organised my paperwork, which is going to be done at the weekend. I have, however, finished my personal statement, organised my computer files, have stopped being ill, started to fill in my notebook for NaNoWriMo, and have made some cookies. I've also discovered how apps work on my iPod, finished two collages for my room and ordered some books and dvds, of which 13 Going on 30, Forgetting Sarah Marshall, Juno and Love, Stargirl arrived today, as well as a necklace for my mum for Christmas, which I wasn't sure she'd like, so I asked her and she said yes and hugged me, so it's all good. I'm just making changes to my personal statement now, and then my mum can pay and that will all be done.
Speaking of my mum, here's a stupid conversation we had the other day:
Mum: I don't know where to park.
Me: I ain't bovvered.
Mum: You've hurt your foot? where?
Me: What? I said 'I ain't bovvered'. How did you get that I've hurt my foot from that?
Mum: I don't know.
Also, before we made cookies (I made them, she watched and did mixing when my arms got tired. and she's also hopefully now doing the washing up ^_^) I had to look up bicarbonate of soda on the internet, because we didn't have any I had to look it up to see whether it was a key ingredient or not, and www.bicarbonateofsoda.co.uk lists the different names for it, and then says (and I quote) "There are so many uses for Bicarbonate of Soda that you could write a book on the subject. So I did." I think I've found someone with a sadder life than me :)
Right, UCAS has been done :) Finally, I can breathe. For a little while. I've got iTunes on shuffle so I'm going to listen to that and maybe eat some more cookies. Basically, yay.
B xxx :D
Speaking of my mum, here's a stupid conversation we had the other day:
Mum: I don't know where to park.
Me: I ain't bovvered.
Mum: You've hurt your foot? where?
Me: What? I said 'I ain't bovvered'. How did you get that I've hurt my foot from that?
Mum: I don't know.
Also, before we made cookies (I made them, she watched and did mixing when my arms got tired. and she's also hopefully now doing the washing up ^_^) I had to look up bicarbonate of soda on the internet, because we didn't have any I had to look it up to see whether it was a key ingredient or not, and www.bicarbonateofsoda.co.uk lists the different names for it, and then says (and I quote) "There are so many uses for Bicarbonate of Soda that you could write a book on the subject. So I did." I think I've found someone with a sadder life than me :)
Right, UCAS has been done :) Finally, I can breathe. For a little while. I've got iTunes on shuffle so I'm going to listen to that and maybe eat some more cookies. Basically, yay.
B xxx :D
Sunday, 18 October 2009
Fourteen: Brain explosion.
A conversation I had with my mother when coming back from London.
*sees advert for MacBook Air*
Me: I want that laptop.
Mum: Why didn't you choose that one, then?
Me: Because it costs over £1,000.
Mum: *looks shocked* oh.
I can't do my personal statement. I'm convinced it's impossible. I'm now reading what feels like every English personal statement on the planet in an attempt to find inspiration to add things. It has to be anything up to 4000 characters and I'm on...1,314. Which is progress, I suppose, but that's still roughly 3000 characters to go...I'll be glad when it's finished and all I have to worry about it is coursework. Which I should probably do today as well...
As it's Sunday, I'd thought I'd do my goals for the next week, so:
1. Finish personal statement.
2. Do something when it comes to coursework.
3. Organise paperwork.
4. Organise computer files.
5. Stop being ill. (Though this isn't entirely within my control...)
6. Start filling in my notebook with stuff to with NaNoWriMo in relation to characters, plot ideas etc.
7. Make some cookies. (There's a recipe in a book I've got that has them white chocolate and cherries in, so I thought I'd give it a go...)
I can't think of anything else, but if I do, I'll add to it.
I'm worried about some of the books I've seen people buying at Oxfam lately...an old Irish lady bought a book about Victorian erotic fiction and yesterday a man bought a book called Sex and Sexuality (he was also slightly creepy...anyway, it's not my place to judge). His friend kept picking up the bookmarks and smelling them, like you do when you get when one of those cards that they spray perfume on to. Oxfam isn't a perfume shop.
I'm looking at Doctor Who gadgets on amazon. I've decided I want to make my desk more interesting than it is, so I'm going to take all the stuff off the top shelf and find some interesting stuff to put up there. I have a plastic Wall-e from Poundland, so he can go up there :) Ooh, they do Doctor Who mouse mats for a fiver, I should get one for my brother for Christmas. I'm struggling to find anything for my desk, although they do have a 5 inch tall figure of the Doctor in his blue suit. They've made him look a bit fat. I'm going to look for Torchwood and Heroes and various other stuff, but I won't bore you with the details because I'm aware this is getting a bit long...
B xxx :)
*sees advert for MacBook Air*
Me: I want that laptop.
Mum: Why didn't you choose that one, then?
Me: Because it costs over £1,000.
Mum: *looks shocked* oh.
I can't do my personal statement. I'm convinced it's impossible. I'm now reading what feels like every English personal statement on the planet in an attempt to find inspiration to add things. It has to be anything up to 4000 characters and I'm on...1,314. Which is progress, I suppose, but that's still roughly 3000 characters to go...I'll be glad when it's finished and all I have to worry about it is coursework. Which I should probably do today as well...
As it's Sunday, I'd thought I'd do my goals for the next week, so:
1. Finish personal statement.
2. Do something when it comes to coursework.
3. Organise paperwork.
4. Organise computer files.
5. Stop being ill. (Though this isn't entirely within my control...)
6. Start filling in my notebook with stuff to with NaNoWriMo in relation to characters, plot ideas etc.
7. Make some cookies. (There's a recipe in a book I've got that has them white chocolate and cherries in, so I thought I'd give it a go...)
I can't think of anything else, but if I do, I'll add to it.
I'm worried about some of the books I've seen people buying at Oxfam lately...an old Irish lady bought a book about Victorian erotic fiction and yesterday a man bought a book called Sex and Sexuality (he was also slightly creepy...anyway, it's not my place to judge). His friend kept picking up the bookmarks and smelling them, like you do when you get when one of those cards that they spray perfume on to. Oxfam isn't a perfume shop.
I'm looking at Doctor Who gadgets on amazon. I've decided I want to make my desk more interesting than it is, so I'm going to take all the stuff off the top shelf and find some interesting stuff to put up there. I have a plastic Wall-e from Poundland, so he can go up there :) Ooh, they do Doctor Who mouse mats for a fiver, I should get one for my brother for Christmas. I'm struggling to find anything for my desk, although they do have a 5 inch tall figure of the Doctor in his blue suit. They've made him look a bit fat. I'm going to look for Torchwood and Heroes and various other stuff, but I won't bore you with the details because I'm aware this is getting a bit long...
B xxx :)
Saturday, 17 October 2009
Thirteen: Update on goals.
Tomorrow is Sunday and that's the end of the week, so I'd thought I'd do an update on my goals...I've done most of them. I've posted my job application, I've read to Chapter 20 in Howards End, I've watched Scrubs, I've read a book that isn't Howards End (Catching Fire, btw= brilliant) and I've been to Romsey (though I didn't buy anyone's Christmas presents because I didn't see anything that made me think 'Oh that'd make a good present for [insert name here]'). I haven't, however, done my personal statement, which I should probably make a start on, seeing as the college deadline for UCAS applications is Monday...
I'm tired and need to proof read my brother's coursework, so hasta la vista baby...
B xxx :)
I'm tired and need to proof read my brother's coursework, so hasta la vista baby...
B xxx :)
Thursday, 15 October 2009
Twelve: Every title I think of seems boring, so you're just going to have to read it...
Tried to upload blog yesterday but internet failed on me. :(
I've been ill this week, but yesterday I had to go to a job interview at John Lewis. I filled out an application online about a month ago and didn't hear anything from then until Monday, until I got a phone call asking if I could make a group interview on Wednesday with a few other people who'd applied for the job. I said yes, thinking that maybe it'd just be about ten of us or something like that. I get there early and find the reception, and there's about two dozen people standing there. I walk in and quickly back out again, slightly confused and panicking because these people look like they've walked out of The Apprentice. However, I go back in and tell the lady at reception that I'm here for a group job interview and she marks me off of a very long list of names. I stand and wait because it's not half 2, during which more people come in. Then we are told that we need our i.d. so I give them my passport and joined the other people in my group. We had to fill out forms asking when we could and work and medical stuff, and we also had to wear name labels. I don't like wearing name labels- I'd rather introduce myself...but then again, I do have a tendency to forget names. Anyway, we then met our assessor and we had to go round and introduce ourselves using the points on the poster (again, which is something I wish they hadn't done. I do know how to introduce myself...) which I didn't do to well on, because I stuttered and I could feel myself going red in the face. We then started the activities; the first one requiring us to build a card tower. We didn't manage to make one as none of us knew how to, but I relaxed a bit and didn't stutter as much. After that we had to sell a product to our assessor (I can't remember her name. I think it was Caroline.) and mine was a kids picnic set, which I think I did well enough. Our time was up then and we got told to chat amongst ourselves, so Caroline asked us questions about what area we wanted to work in. I wish she had just let us chat, because there was a girl in my group doing Journalism at Southampton Solent Uni and it would've been interesting to talk to her. Then it was over, and I rang my mum, and we met and she bought me two calendars for next year (one of New York and one of Friends) and I came home and flopped.
Today I've decided I'm going to write weekly goals for myself. It's not going to be a to do list (though I probably should have one of those as well, goodness knows I've got enough college work to do/catch up on) just things I want to achieve. I thought I'd start now, despite the fact it's Thursday and nearly the end of the week. So...(these aren't in any order, btw)
1. Post Julian Graves job application. (I was going to include completing Debenhams and M&S job applications but I did them last night and today respectively, so I can't write those down)
2. Read to Chapter 20 of Howards End. (I need to include college things this week...)
3. Start and finish my personal statement.
4. Make sure I watch Scrubs tonight. :) (because who said goals had to be boring?)
5. Read a book that isn't Howards End. (because I need to, it's been ages.)
6. Go to Romsey and start buying people's Christmas presents. (It's just over two months away. How did this happen?)
I think that's reasonable, don't you? And if I can't achieve them all by the end of this week then I'll know to either choose fewer goals or more attainable goals.
Right, this has probably been the longest blog post I've ever written, so I'm going to shut up now, because I'm hungry and need food.
B xxx :)
I've been ill this week, but yesterday I had to go to a job interview at John Lewis. I filled out an application online about a month ago and didn't hear anything from then until Monday, until I got a phone call asking if I could make a group interview on Wednesday with a few other people who'd applied for the job. I said yes, thinking that maybe it'd just be about ten of us or something like that. I get there early and find the reception, and there's about two dozen people standing there. I walk in and quickly back out again, slightly confused and panicking because these people look like they've walked out of The Apprentice. However, I go back in and tell the lady at reception that I'm here for a group job interview and she marks me off of a very long list of names. I stand and wait because it's not half 2, during which more people come in. Then we are told that we need our i.d. so I give them my passport and joined the other people in my group. We had to fill out forms asking when we could and work and medical stuff, and we also had to wear name labels. I don't like wearing name labels- I'd rather introduce myself...but then again, I do have a tendency to forget names. Anyway, we then met our assessor and we had to go round and introduce ourselves using the points on the poster (again, which is something I wish they hadn't done. I do know how to introduce myself...) which I didn't do to well on, because I stuttered and I could feel myself going red in the face. We then started the activities; the first one requiring us to build a card tower. We didn't manage to make one as none of us knew how to, but I relaxed a bit and didn't stutter as much. After that we had to sell a product to our assessor (I can't remember her name. I think it was Caroline.) and mine was a kids picnic set, which I think I did well enough. Our time was up then and we got told to chat amongst ourselves, so Caroline asked us questions about what area we wanted to work in. I wish she had just let us chat, because there was a girl in my group doing Journalism at Southampton Solent Uni and it would've been interesting to talk to her. Then it was over, and I rang my mum, and we met and she bought me two calendars for next year (one of New York and one of Friends) and I came home and flopped.
Today I've decided I'm going to write weekly goals for myself. It's not going to be a to do list (though I probably should have one of those as well, goodness knows I've got enough college work to do/catch up on) just things I want to achieve. I thought I'd start now, despite the fact it's Thursday and nearly the end of the week. So...(these aren't in any order, btw)
1. Post Julian Graves job application. (I was going to include completing Debenhams and M&S job applications but I did them last night and today respectively, so I can't write those down)
2. Read to Chapter 20 of Howards End. (I need to include college things this week...)
3. Start and finish my personal statement.
4. Make sure I watch Scrubs tonight. :) (because who said goals had to be boring?)
5. Read a book that isn't Howards End. (because I need to, it's been ages.)
6. Go to Romsey and start buying people's Christmas presents. (It's just over two months away. How did this happen?)
I think that's reasonable, don't you? And if I can't achieve them all by the end of this week then I'll know to either choose fewer goals or more attainable goals.
Right, this has probably been the longest blog post I've ever written, so I'm going to shut up now, because I'm hungry and need food.
B xxx :)
Saturday, 10 October 2009
Eleven: Daily Blog Posts? You've got to be kidding.
First of all, some quick updates.
-I've been to the Friends cáfe in London.
-I've seen Michael McIntyre live.
-I've seen the Sound of Music.
-I've watched QI for the first time.
-I haven't read much at all, apart from Howards End for English Lit.
-I've started the whole UCAS thing.
-I've discovered I like someone who I thought was just a friend.
-I've found out that next week, Thursday and Friday are inset days so I'll have 5 days off. :)
-On those days I've planned to go to Romsey to start Christmas shopping.
-I can't believe next month is NaNoWriMo and am excited about it.
-DailyBooth is frustrating.
-I'm good at writing lists.
-I may be home alone at half term.
Second of all, some notes on the above updates.
-I love London. I don't think I could live there, but I've never tried, so who knows.
-I hate college but will put up with it for the sake of going to university.
-I'm a bit worried about choosing unis, but think I've made the right choices.
-I can't- and won't- ever tell this person I like them, because I appreciate their friendship. Bleurgh, this entry is descending into mush.
-I want to start NaNoWriMo. NOW.
-I have practically no money so I have to decided who will and won't be getting Christmas presents. Unless I make handmade gifts...*visions of calendars with spray painted pasta shapes on*
Thirdly...oh wait, I've got nothing else to say.
Goodbyeeeee
B xxx :)
-I've been to the Friends cáfe in London.
-I've seen Michael McIntyre live.
-I've seen the Sound of Music.
-I've watched QI for the first time.
-I haven't read much at all, apart from Howards End for English Lit.
-I've started the whole UCAS thing.
-I've discovered I like someone who I thought was just a friend.
-I've found out that next week, Thursday and Friday are inset days so I'll have 5 days off. :)
-On those days I've planned to go to Romsey to start Christmas shopping.
-I can't believe next month is NaNoWriMo and am excited about it.
-DailyBooth is frustrating.
-I'm good at writing lists.
-I may be home alone at half term.
Second of all, some notes on the above updates.
-I love London. I don't think I could live there, but I've never tried, so who knows.
-I hate college but will put up with it for the sake of going to university.
-I'm a bit worried about choosing unis, but think I've made the right choices.
-I can't- and won't- ever tell this person I like them, because I appreciate their friendship. Bleurgh, this entry is descending into mush.
-I want to start NaNoWriMo. NOW.
-I have practically no money so I have to decided who will and won't be getting Christmas presents. Unless I make handmade gifts...*visions of calendars with spray painted pasta shapes on*
Thirdly...oh wait, I've got nothing else to say.
Goodbyeeeee
B xxx :)
Thursday, 1 October 2009
Ten: Books. Because I can, and I want them.
Blogger is stupid and wouldn't let me upload more than one image at once, so I had to it one at a time and then they kept moving. Anyway, I have been patient. What you see above is constantly being added to and I'll probably do another one in a month or so, in the hope that before then I'll have had read at least one of them (I'm relying on amazon to be nice and cheap atm).
B xxx :)
Monday, 28 September 2009
Nine: Mixed Emotions.
I am sad today. Not as in a bad type of sad, but a good type of sad. (Have patience with me here.) It's mainly because people are leaving for uni, leaving the country and just leaving in general and I'm missing people who I didn't think I would, blah blah blah, mushy stuff, etc.
I'm a bit confused as well in terms of boys, but the less said about them the better. I messed up last year and this year I have to focus on college work. Because there's enough of it.
Moving on. Today has been a good day because I went with my Dad into town and we got my electric piano :) Which he's nearly finished putting together. I also got to choose my laptop, but I have to wait until Christmas to use it. I bought a new top and some jewellery and (I said I wouldn't buy anything from Paperchase. I'm sorry, I couldn't resist. I need help) a new journal, which is very, very nice. Obviously, otherwise I wouldn't have bought it.
I'm worried about my future. It's nearly October and I haven't done my personal statement, I don't know which 5 unis I want to go to, and I don't even know what I want to do any more.
I can't remember what I wrote in the last entry, so I shall briefly say (I think I did mention this...) that I've finished The Hunger Games and Looking For Alaska. I really want Catching Fire, and have no money because of today, so it will have to wait. That, and The Soloist and Fame have just come out at the cinema, so...
I found a load of cds with some music I backed up ageeesss ago and there's some with some good memories attached. Right now I'm listening to Car Wash by Christina Aguilera and Missy Elliot (which is out of Shark Tale) and dancing in my chair. Yeah, I know, I need a life.
B xxx :)
I'm a bit confused as well in terms of boys, but the less said about them the better. I messed up last year and this year I have to focus on college work. Because there's enough of it.
Moving on. Today has been a good day because I went with my Dad into town and we got my electric piano :) Which he's nearly finished putting together. I also got to choose my laptop, but I have to wait until Christmas to use it. I bought a new top and some jewellery and (I said I wouldn't buy anything from Paperchase. I'm sorry, I couldn't resist. I need help) a new journal, which is very, very nice. Obviously, otherwise I wouldn't have bought it.
I'm worried about my future. It's nearly October and I haven't done my personal statement, I don't know which 5 unis I want to go to, and I don't even know what I want to do any more.
I can't remember what I wrote in the last entry, so I shall briefly say (I think I did mention this...) that I've finished The Hunger Games and Looking For Alaska. I really want Catching Fire, and have no money because of today, so it will have to wait. That, and The Soloist and Fame have just come out at the cinema, so...
I found a load of cds with some music I backed up ageeesss ago and there's some with some good memories attached. Right now I'm listening to Car Wash by Christina Aguilera and Missy Elliot (which is out of Shark Tale) and dancing in my chair. Yeah, I know, I need a life.
B xxx :)
Monday, 21 September 2009
Eight: Procrastinating.
It may have occured to you that I'm not good at writing regular blog posts...I'll try and change that, though no promises.
College has been...meh. Tiring, but it does mean I appreciate my days off more, like today. Although I've done no work, I've sorted some stuff out round the house (my parents are away this week so I'm having to look after my brother and everything else) and then my Nana called and we went shopping :) I bought some more books (Birdsong and Confessions of a Shopaholic. I know, I'm not supposed to be buying any more books, but they were £1.50 for both of them, and it was for charity, so...) and some makeup. Came home and ate chips and a jammy doughnut (I'm not usually this unhealthy!) and chilled out watching dvds. All in all, a pretty good day. I'm going out to a piano lesson in an about an hour as well, so I'm keeping busy. Which is good.
I've read The Hunger Games and Looking For Alaska since I last wrote an entry, and both are really good. The Hunger Games is a simply brilliant book and is possibly one of the best books I've ever read- as soon as I get some more money, I'm getting Catching Fire, which is the book after it. Apparently it's triology but the third book isn't out yet.
I'm going to shut up now, but for the next couple of months, I will be more absent that usual on the blog. How can you be more absent than you already are, you say? By keeping a blog just for Strictly Come Dancing! First two enteries will be up this evening some time: strictlycomedancing09@blogspot.com
B xxx :)
College has been...meh. Tiring, but it does mean I appreciate my days off more, like today. Although I've done no work, I've sorted some stuff out round the house (my parents are away this week so I'm having to look after my brother and everything else) and then my Nana called and we went shopping :) I bought some more books (Birdsong and Confessions of a Shopaholic. I know, I'm not supposed to be buying any more books, but they were £1.50 for both of them, and it was for charity, so...) and some makeup. Came home and ate chips and a jammy doughnut (I'm not usually this unhealthy!) and chilled out watching dvds. All in all, a pretty good day. I'm going out to a piano lesson in an about an hour as well, so I'm keeping busy. Which is good.
I've read The Hunger Games and Looking For Alaska since I last wrote an entry, and both are really good. The Hunger Games is a simply brilliant book and is possibly one of the best books I've ever read- as soon as I get some more money, I'm getting Catching Fire, which is the book after it. Apparently it's triology but the third book isn't out yet.
I'm going to shut up now, but for the next couple of months, I will be more absent that usual on the blog. How can you be more absent than you already are, you say? By keeping a blog just for Strictly Come Dancing! First two enteries will be up this evening some time: strictlycomedancing09@blogspot.com
B xxx :)
Thursday, 17 September 2009
Seven: Maths.
I like Lydia's blog entry http://lydiamazing.blogspot.com/2009/09/maths.html so much that I decided to do one of my own...
w=work in general
e=exams
r=re-sits
c=coursework
s=silly people messing up my Critical Thinking grades
b=bus pass
co=college
cu=christian union
fa=family arguments
g=guys
a=anxiety
d=deadlines for assorted things
f=friends
ns='normal' stress
as='argh!' stress
tms=too much stress
x=explosion
w + 1e + 2r +3c x s - b = co + cu = ns
7fa + g x 1000a + d - f = as
ns x 1000as = tms
tms = x
B xxx :)
w=work in general
e=exams
r=re-sits
c=coursework
s=silly people messing up my Critical Thinking grades
b=bus pass
co=college
cu=christian union
fa=family arguments
g=guys
a=anxiety
d=deadlines for assorted things
f=friends
ns='normal' stress
as='argh!' stress
tms=too much stress
x=explosion
w + 1e + 2r +3c x s - b = co + cu = ns
7fa + g x 1000a + d - f = as
ns x 1000as = tms
tms = x
B xxx :)
Sunday, 13 September 2009
Six: Moannnnn.
You know that select viewing that I was talking about in my last entry? Well, it would appear that Mock The Week is now doing select hearing as well, by bleeping out only certain swear words. Odd. However, I've discovered that I find Russell Howard funny and am currently watching some of his stuff on YouTube.
I've been filling out job applications this week and have found unexpectedly tiring. I spent two hours on the John Lewis one, mainly because they had a whole page of questions and I didn't know how to answer them, so I deliberated for a long time, and then I spent half an hour debating whether one word should have an apostrophe or not. Sigh.
I've got my college timetable and although I don't have to go in on Mondays the rest of it sucks because they've changed the bus times- one comes home in the middle of a lesson. Now, that's just stupid. The times they were last academic year were fine and suited me perfectly. Also, I don't know when we're going to do Christian Union (which I'm helping to lead this year :S) because lunch is only half an hour and they still have two enrichment periods. ARGH.
After much deliberation, last night I ordered Looking for Alaska and The Hunger Games. I've heard lots of positive reviews about The Hunger Games, so hopefully it'll be good.
Didn't I tell you I was good at moaning?
B xxx :)
I've been filling out job applications this week and have found unexpectedly tiring. I spent two hours on the John Lewis one, mainly because they had a whole page of questions and I didn't know how to answer them, so I deliberated for a long time, and then I spent half an hour debating whether one word should have an apostrophe or not. Sigh.
I've got my college timetable and although I don't have to go in on Mondays the rest of it sucks because they've changed the bus times- one comes home in the middle of a lesson. Now, that's just stupid. The times they were last academic year were fine and suited me perfectly. Also, I don't know when we're going to do Christian Union (which I'm helping to lead this year :S) because lunch is only half an hour and they still have two enrichment periods. ARGH.
After much deliberation, last night I ordered Looking for Alaska and The Hunger Games. I've heard lots of positive reviews about The Hunger Games, so hopefully it'll be good.
Didn't I tell you I was good at moaning?
B xxx :)
Monday, 7 September 2009
Five: Select viewing.
For some odd reason, this evening Facebook has decided to go with a select viewing system when it comes to status updates, and is only showing you certain ones. How are they choosing them? Is there a specific criteria on this subject?
Oh, okay, it's back to normal now.
Anyway, I digress. I did type a blog the other day but I forgot to finish it and things have happened since then which would have made it pointless, mainly due to the arrival of a letter saying I didn't get the job at One Stop (because making a phone call is just too difficult, despite the fact it would have been cheaper) and the arrival of my provisional driving licence. My licence is only a temporary one however, because of health reasons, so I have to re-apply again in a year and in the mean time can't drive lorries or mini-buses. Damn.
In other (uninteresting) news, college starts next week and I'm not ready to go back. This summer is dragging and I'm bored a lot of the time, but that still doesn't mean I prefer college...though my mum rang them to find out when I could get my bus pass and she spoke to my tutor, who told her a basic outline of my timetable and I have Mondays off. :) This made me feel slightly better about it.
(Okay, what is Facebook doing? Apparently other people are having this trouble...It's back to select viewing. )
I do wish I was going to university now, even though I'll probably going to be a different university to everyone else. I'm just impatient and bored of learning things that I know I'll never need to know again.
You may have worked out by now that I'm good at moaning. I'm trying hard not to, but failing miserably.
I could complain some more about how I don't have any money and list all the books I want, but we'd be here for a long time.
B xxx
Oh, okay, it's back to normal now.
Anyway, I digress. I did type a blog the other day but I forgot to finish it and things have happened since then which would have made it pointless, mainly due to the arrival of a letter saying I didn't get the job at One Stop (because making a phone call is just too difficult, despite the fact it would have been cheaper) and the arrival of my provisional driving licence. My licence is only a temporary one however, because of health reasons, so I have to re-apply again in a year and in the mean time can't drive lorries or mini-buses. Damn.
In other (uninteresting) news, college starts next week and I'm not ready to go back. This summer is dragging and I'm bored a lot of the time, but that still doesn't mean I prefer college...though my mum rang them to find out when I could get my bus pass and she spoke to my tutor, who told her a basic outline of my timetable and I have Mondays off. :) This made me feel slightly better about it.
(Okay, what is Facebook doing? Apparently other people are having this trouble...It's back to select viewing. )
I do wish I was going to university now, even though I'll probably going to be a different university to everyone else. I'm just impatient and bored of learning things that I know I'll never need to know again.
You may have worked out by now that I'm good at moaning. I'm trying hard not to, but failing miserably.
I could complain some more about how I don't have any money and list all the books I want, but we'd be here for a long time.
B xxx
Wednesday, 2 September 2009
Four: Odd things.
When I get bored on the internet I still log in to myspace. I don't really use it anymore apart from listening to new bands and that kind of stuff. Anyway, I logged on to myspace just now and I had a friend request from someone called 'The Nude Poet'. What I want to know is, why? Unless you're planning on publishing your poetry with pictures to entertain the reader?
My Uncle Tim came round because he's just got back from holiday and hasn't seen my Mum in a while. Long story short, he went on a boat and saw a huge man (who he'd been warned about the day before, apparently) who was wearing a red thong type thing and lots of gold jewellery (he was a banker. does this mean all bankers wear gold jewellery?) and dropped something. He turned round and picked it up, and my Uncle had a view of his rear end. I was sort of eavesdropping at the time and didn't really want to hear that.
It's September and I think summer is already over. :( People are preparing for Christmas already, which is stupid. Speaking of which, why is there a glittery red reindeer decoration hanging down from the curtain rail? I know I didn't put it there. And my Christmas lights are out. Either I'm doing this and not remembering, or someone else is. Hhmm...
Now for something less odd (I hope!): I find out whether I got the job tomorrow. I say the job but it's nothing major- just working at One Stop. Still, the money's good. I'm not nervous now but I'll need plenty to distract me tomorrow. I'm very impatient.
B xxx :)
My Uncle Tim came round because he's just got back from holiday and hasn't seen my Mum in a while. Long story short, he went on a boat and saw a huge man (who he'd been warned about the day before, apparently) who was wearing a red thong type thing and lots of gold jewellery (he was a banker. does this mean all bankers wear gold jewellery?) and dropped something. He turned round and picked it up, and my Uncle had a view of his rear end. I was sort of eavesdropping at the time and didn't really want to hear that.
It's September and I think summer is already over. :( People are preparing for Christmas already, which is stupid. Speaking of which, why is there a glittery red reindeer decoration hanging down from the curtain rail? I know I didn't put it there. And my Christmas lights are out. Either I'm doing this and not remembering, or someone else is. Hhmm...
Now for something less odd (I hope!): I find out whether I got the job tomorrow. I say the job but it's nothing major- just working at One Stop. Still, the money's good. I'm not nervous now but I'll need plenty to distract me tomorrow. I'm very impatient.
B xxx :)
Monday, 31 August 2009
Three: "I want a bottom."
The above has nothing to do with backsides, but in fact was a response to my mum asking whether I wanted the top or bottom of a teacake as there wasn't enough to have one each. Don't you just love things that when taken out of context can sound vaguely hilarious? (Not that that did, but I tried. I'm not good at anything related to comedy, I know).
My bedroom furniture has now all been put together (I didn't do it, in case you were wondering. My dad and my brother did.) and so now I'm slowly tidying things up and moving things in there. I have a lot more space than I did in my old room. You can actually see the desk now.
My interview was alright. When she asked me if I knew anything about One Stop I mentally kicked myself, but she didn't seem to bothered that I replied with 'Not really...'. I find out on Thursday.
I'm aware that my paragraphs in my blogs have nothing to do with one another, but I really don't care, because I tend to write things down as I think of them. Also, my computer's really slow, so I type things and then wait for it to catch up with me and by then I've thought of something else. Never stop thinking, me.
I'm not good at conversations. I definitely think I've got better at having them face to face, but I'm not so good online. You can't see the person's body language and hear their tone of voice. I know I've sent countless messages/emails and worried later that it'll be interpreted the wrong way. I don't know, I just find face to face conversations easier, and those on the phone.
I like reading through old conversations. Even though I may not have talked to that person in months, often I find things that make me laugh. I find it odd how one minute you think you know this person so well and then the next they hate you, you're arguing and it's just all gone wrong. Then after that...it's just nothing. It doesn't take much to make you go from friends to strangers.
Alright, I'm going to stop now.
B xxx :)
My bedroom furniture has now all been put together (I didn't do it, in case you were wondering. My dad and my brother did.) and so now I'm slowly tidying things up and moving things in there. I have a lot more space than I did in my old room. You can actually see the desk now.
My interview was alright. When she asked me if I knew anything about One Stop I mentally kicked myself, but she didn't seem to bothered that I replied with 'Not really...'. I find out on Thursday.
I'm aware that my paragraphs in my blogs have nothing to do with one another, but I really don't care, because I tend to write things down as I think of them. Also, my computer's really slow, so I type things and then wait for it to catch up with me and by then I've thought of something else. Never stop thinking, me.
I'm not good at conversations. I definitely think I've got better at having them face to face, but I'm not so good online. You can't see the person's body language and hear their tone of voice. I know I've sent countless messages/emails and worried later that it'll be interpreted the wrong way. I don't know, I just find face to face conversations easier, and those on the phone.
I like reading through old conversations. Even though I may not have talked to that person in months, often I find things that make me laugh. I find it odd how one minute you think you know this person so well and then the next they hate you, you're arguing and it's just all gone wrong. Then after that...it's just nothing. It doesn't take much to make you go from friends to strangers.
Alright, I'm going to stop now.
B xxx :)
Friday, 28 August 2009
Two: Alright?
Hello.
Exciting things. Southampton Solent University do Journalism, they only want 240 points and they do field trips to Paris and New York. :) I ordered some prospectuses so we shall wait and see.
I went to Liverpool on Sunday and came back today. Family holidays aren't a good idea- we all argue constantly.
My Ikea stuff came while I was away so my Dad'll be putting that up tomorrow and I'll have a complete bedroom which'll be good.
I have a very exciting idea for a story, and it actually has a complete plotline. I should point out that usually when I have an idea for a story, it tends to work out for the first chapter or so, and then- nothing. I can't get past the beginning and realise that there is actually no real point to the story. However, I'm saving it for NaNoWriMo because last year I really hated my story and this year I'm hoping it'll turn out better.
On a different note, when I'm away from home, I miss the house, but when I'm here I wish I was away again. How does that work? I felt disappointed when I came home, for some odd reason.
Okay, I'm shutting up.
B xxx :)
Exciting things. Southampton Solent University do Journalism, they only want 240 points and they do field trips to Paris and New York. :) I ordered some prospectuses so we shall wait and see.
I went to Liverpool on Sunday and came back today. Family holidays aren't a good idea- we all argue constantly.
My Ikea stuff came while I was away so my Dad'll be putting that up tomorrow and I'll have a complete bedroom which'll be good.
I have a very exciting idea for a story, and it actually has a complete plotline. I should point out that usually when I have an idea for a story, it tends to work out for the first chapter or so, and then- nothing. I can't get past the beginning and realise that there is actually no real point to the story. However, I'm saving it for NaNoWriMo because last year I really hated my story and this year I'm hoping it'll turn out better.
On a different note, when I'm away from home, I miss the house, but when I'm here I wish I was away again. How does that work? I felt disappointed when I came home, for some odd reason.
Okay, I'm shutting up.
B xxx :)
Friday, 21 August 2009
One: Begin with a rant.
Now, you see, I want to go to university. More specifically, I want to go and do Journalism at university. But the problem is, you have to have good grades to do that. No, scratch that. You have to have impossibly amazing grades to do that. And judging by the fact that I got CDE in my AS Results (English Literature, English Language, Critical Thinking) and a C in A2 Sociology, it still doesn't feel like enough. I worked out the UCAS points and if I did get CDE as my overall grades, along with my C in Sociology I'd have enough to get into some universities. Just not the ones I want to.
Sorry, how rude am I? First entry and I'm ranting at you. I should offer some kind of introduction but I'm hoping you'll work me out as we go, really.
I don't really know what else to say. You will quickly learn that I hate public blogging but do so because...actually, I don't know why. I'll get back to you on that.
Alright, I'm going to bid for a cd on eBay now, so...
B xxx :)
Sorry, how rude am I? First entry and I'm ranting at you. I should offer some kind of introduction but I'm hoping you'll work me out as we go, really.
I don't really know what else to say. You will quickly learn that I hate public blogging but do so because...actually, I don't know why. I'll get back to you on that.
Alright, I'm going to bid for a cd on eBay now, so...
B xxx :)
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