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[04 Sep 2005|08:18pm]
Tonight your ghost will ask my ghost; "where is the love"?
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the rural charm in the country [21 Jun 2005|12:18pm]
[ mood | excited ]

 

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One more exam and I'm free! Free to enjoy the nice weather, free to hang out with my friends 24/7, free to care merely about trivial matters such as what shoes to wear and who is going to be evicted from the Big Brother house. It's a nice feeling. Plus the exam in question is only one hour long, and, well, what can I say? Time goes quickly when you're having fun...

It's strange, I feel like someone has pressed the 'pause' button on my life for the last month or so. Going out gave me guilt because I felt like I should be at home revising, but it's extremely unlikely that I would have been doing revision anyway. Which in turn made me feel gulity, and like I wanted to go out and escape. Vicious circle. But in approximately two hours, it'll all be over, and there's nothing left to worry about until results day! I can spend my time however I like! Plans for the summer include; getting fit, having fun and just generally having a good sense of wellbeing.

Though, saying that, I don't feel I've done too well in any of my exams... oh well... resits here I come, baby! 

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[06 Jun 2005|05:27pm]

When did people get so rubbish? I mean, seriously. I go into the bank to ask a simple, yet reasonable question- "Can you use monthly direct debit if you have an Under 19s account?"- and am met with a blank stare. I repeat the question, adding more detail this time, hoping the provoke a response. Finally, the girl says "Well, I don't see why not" in such a patronising way that you feel you should be slapped with a life sentence in jail because you are such a dumb piece of shit that you are equal to murderers and terrorists.

I wanted a definate response, asshat. Either you do, or you don't. Don't you give me your ambiguous 'I'm-not-taking any responsibility' answers. And I also don't expect to be treated as if I'm stupid. It's like, love, you're working in public service- people are going to ask you questions. If my direct debit doesn't work now, I'm going to come right back to the bank and bitch you out. Yeah. And you should really not bleach your hair in that way, it looks horrible.

Arrrghhh I'm just in a bad mood. This week is full of important exams, most of which I have done nothing for! Maths tomorrow, English and graphics on Wednesday, French and History on Thursday and English again on Friday. I hate GCSES! They are so rubbish!

9 more days of them.

And then I can be happyyyyy again. Woo yeah.

 

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thinkin' bout thinkin' of you [28 May 2005|10:45pm]
[ mood | happy ]

The last two days have been absolutely lovely. Awww.</p>

Our R.S exam yesterday morning was okay, I think it went fairly well, and if it didn't then I don't care too much, because.... well... it's R.S? It's not even a full GCSE!

After this, Becca, Lisa, Chloe, Jo and I went to town to do some shopping for the evening's barbeque at Lisa's! It was good- Chlo and I got to carry around big sticks with candles on. Woo! After this, Lisa, Chloe and I chilled at Lisa's, setting things up, cooking rice and making chocolate covered strawberries, yum yum yum. I spent half an hour poking holes through the foil on the barbeque, which was fun.

Went home, went to the doctors, and went to Sainsburys with Chloe, where we bought even more food, and stacks of orange juice. We took it all to Lisa's, and then decided that we couldn't be bothered to go home, so we arranged the candles around the garden- it looked so good! Then, we trailed back to our own houses, and then we all had netball at Lower. It was too hot to play really, but it was good to be doing some proper exercise. Then we walked back to Lisa's for the third time that day, and the barbeque began;

barbeque beauties.

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It was just a really nice, relaxing evening, where everyone was there, and everyone got on just fine.

This morning, I was going to devote a day to science and maths revision, but instead decided to use it as my "rest day". Went up to Umbertos to meet Chloe, and a few minutes later, Sarah, and we chilled in town. Sarah got a passport photo done, and then we sat on the REC for a bit. Chloe went back to work, and so we spent half an hour choosing and eating Sarah's lunch, and then met Lindsey for her lunchbreak. It was so funny! We got £1.99 pick and mix pots from Woolworths, and sat on the REC eating them, and throwing them at each other like the vagrants that we are. We were all really hyper and happy, and it was really funny. There was a red kite circling, trying to eat people on the ground, and Sarah wants a particular scientist who wears a white coat and has an interesting voice. Funny. Lindsey then went, and we decided to visit Chris and George, just for fun. Managed to somehow make my way across the REC, quite shaky from the overdose of sugar, and with help of a quick lie-down on the floor. Chris and George looked happy to see us. Spent the rest of the day there, just chilling and talking. Felt a bit shy, but it was nice. Hope it was okay with everyone else that I was there?!?

Yeah. Then I walked home on my own, had dinner, and then went to Chloe's, where we had fun with stickers. Linnie and Lisa arrived, and we had a heated game of garden boules, which I have discovered that I am not very good at. Tried to start on Lisa, but she just laughed at me. Then, we just sprawled out in front of the television, and watched mindless programmes such as Big Brother. Pleasant.

So yeah. Now I have to do some hardcore revision, as it is possible that without it, I shall fail both my science and maths exams, and personally, I do not think that would be a very good idea. Work tomorrow shouldn't be too bad, no one comes in on a Sunday any more! Peace and quiet!

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DING DING DING DING DING DING DING [26 May 2005|05:11pm]

Humanity is doomed. Seriously.

I don't think there is enough room on the planet for myself and anyone who has bought this atrocity.

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you don't mean a single thing without your handbags and your gladrags [19 May 2005|03:36pm]
[ mood | good ]

  

Oldish pictures (from a week ago) but I was in a picture-ing mood. Kath and Chloe are cool.

So, study leave is getting really old now.

It's horrible, because you get the time off, but you don't feel like you can go anywhere or do anything because you should be revising. I hate revision. I've managed to see a few people though- Cassidy came over for a while yesterday, which was nice because we just talked and all that. Today, I went into town with Chloe and Lucy, to buy Chloe's mum a present, and other things. Yeah. I've also had good morning chats on the phone with Becca! Everything is coming routine- every day I have lunch with my dad, which is nice. He bought me a cake the other day, which made my day. The stupidest, silliest, smallest things make the happiest, like finding a text on my phone from Orange saying;

"The force is in your phone. Download free Star Wars backgrounds from <WAP address goes here>".

No one was as excited by this as me. Oh well.

So yeah. Life is pretty monotonous as the moment, but other than that it's a-ok.

Reminder to self: Tell work your holiday dates, and ask how much it costs to upgrade membership to join the gym! I feel so unhealthy and flabby at the moment, and it's reminding me that I need to keep in shape!

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all i need is a bumpin' beat to bump away my blues [30 Apr 2005|09:50pm]

Got my dress today! £36.99 from Jane Norman. What a cheapskate.

It's kind of short, but I like it so I don't care. Short dresses are in anyway- it said so in Teen Vogue!

Sammy's birthday meal at the Mayflower was nice as well. Amy and I shared a good meal of sweet and sour chicken, chicken with lemon and egg fried rice. Yum! Didn't spend as much as I expected either-which was also good! I'm so broke at the moment, which is slightly annoying. Hopefully tomorrow my allowance will go into the bank, so that gives me about £60? Plus the money that I'll get for working. I hate being broke, and I hate having to give my dad £5 each time I work to go towards my Zen. Oh well- £20 down, £20 left to go. Yup.

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the first, the last, my everything! [28 Apr 2005|05:48pm]
[ mood | relieved ]

And life just gets better.

My French oral took place on Wednesday, and it actually went quite well. This means that I will never have to speak French under examination ever again- and that feels so good. I feel so relieved now.

Had a good game of tennis yesterday with Chloe until we hit our only ball into some foliage. Funnily enough, the game dissolved shortly afterwards, and so we went back to hers to watch Neighbours. Today was pleasant too, I feel so happy at the moment!

Tomorrow we are going to the Mayflower for Sammy's birthday, which should be good. I am most definitely up for going out and having fun.

I'm not sure why I'm writing because I have nothing to say, but I guess that's too bad. I feel like a new person somehow- a far nicer, more confident and improved one. Today I wore no make-up to school... +5 to Kath's confidence. Yeah. It's good. Bla.

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what's my name? CAPTAIN PIMP. [24 Apr 2005|11:55am]
Oh, Rock Night at the Football Club... it's the place to be.

Well, maybe not, but when you live somewhere like Thame, it is. So yeah, got ready after netball and Lisa's dad drove us down there. It was a bit rubbish, because we didn't have tickets, but Chloe, Lucy and Harriet had gotten down there earlier and so were near the front of the mass of people. Waited for about an hour, and luckily got let in. Drank a few vodka and oranges, chatted to people, etc. etc. It was fun. Now that I think about it, I actually have nothing to say about the evening because it basically consisted of a steady flow of people, dancing and music, and a few minor anecdotes that seem funny to those who were present, but are useless to anyone else.

Yeah.

The music was generally rubbish apart from Hedroom, though unfortunately we had to leave halfway through them, and Red Dawn playing THE FINAL COUNTDOWN.

Beautiful.

Woke up the next morning at 6:45ish because Lindsey had to go to work. Chatted to her until before she went, and then fell asleep again until about twelve. Beautiful. Had weird dreams, as is becoming the normal routine at the moment. Unfortunately, I am now having such vivid dreams that I am occasionally failing to differentiate between these and real life.

I did nothing all day.

This morning I have learnt some French, watched Hollyoaks and done some ironing. I really cannot be arsed with work today, but hopefully it shall be easy peasy, after the extreme excitement of last week.

Woop.
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summer breeze makes me feel fine [15 Apr 2005|04:50pm]
[ mood | happy ]

This has to be my new favourite picture. I love my friends and I love my dad's camera.

These holidays have been so good. In the past week, I have been to Birmingham, stayed at Chloe's twice, chilled with the crew and just generally had a nice time. Tonight, I'm going to the cinema with Sarah and Harriet to see Amityville Horror, or something and to the Noodle Bar for dinner. I bet I'll be scared.

Today, I went up town with Lindsey to collect the photos from Boots, post a parcel, and pick up a prescription. It was nice- haven't had any Kath and Lindsey time in quite a while. On the way back from Lindsey's, it was raining, and I was listening to Summer Breeze on the Zen, and it was just so amazing. The right music set to the right mood and environment can be incredible. It's moments like that where you everything surrounding you is so perfect and beautiful, that you think, just for a moment, that you are beautiful too.

Whatever. I write a load of rubbish.

But yeah. Life is good, even if it is just those little notions, and those perfect moments, that may only last a split second, that make it all worthwhile.

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just before our love got lost, you said "i am as constant as a northern star" [06 Apr 2005|11:37am]

FINALLY.

The Asics are mine. I have them on my feet as I write this. And they are the most comfortable shoes that I've ever owned. Seriously. They are amazing and are worth every penny of the £59.99 I was forced to pay for them.

 

 
  

I also got a new bag from- gosh I'd never have guessed- Warehouse.Well.. the Warehouse section in Debenhams, because, yes, I am that cool. I love the way I have to stand on the bath to see how any outfit looks, and I love how taking pictures in the mirror makes me look like I have man's legs. Life's good, LG.

Seriously. I think everything might just be okay.

 

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you ain't no G [03 Apr 2005|12:00pm]
[ mood | sick ]

So, I'm sixteen now.

I don't really feel any different to how I did a week ago when I was fifteen, but it sounds so much older when you say it, and I now have to lie to get a child's fare on the bus. Cheapskate. I got the Zen;

It's pretty awesome and pink. I have taken it everywhere I have gone in the past week. I also got;

  • a beast  
  • Basement Jaxx- The Singles
  • Marvin Gaye- Lets Get It On
  • Money
  • Other stuff

My friends have given me the money to buy my sexy Asics that I have been lusting after for months, and have been too stingy with my money to buy;

I should be buying them on Tuesday! Life's good, LG.

School ended on Friday, which is good. We now have less than a month until our French orals, and less than two until the rest of our exams start. Mine last for about a month, with gaps in between, and we get two weeks of study leave before that. It's pretty scary.

On Friday, Chloe, Sarah and I  played some tennis at Lower, which was good. I love the feeling of being outside, and keeping fit whilst having fun. It's the best. I really need to work on my serve though, because at the moment, although I almost always get underarms in, it's a pleasant suprise if an overarm goes in- not good really because having the serve is meant to be an advantage, and in my case currently, it is a major disadvantage.

After this, Lindsey joined us and we missioned it to Waitrose and bought some food and stuff, and then I walked back to my house whilst the others got some Chinese from Tommy Yaki- yum. Lucy and Amy appeared, and we ate all the food, which was nice, and I took loads of photos. Due to the fact that we are a bunch of fools, we did some quality dancing for ages in my living room, which I assure you was incredible. We're cool. Then we chilled to Aretha for a bit, and everyone went home.

Yesterday it was hot, so I decided to go for a walk to collect the French sheets from Lucy, which was nice, and I also saw Sarah and Emma on the REC during their lunch break, so I sat with them for a bit. In the evening the crew minus Sarah and Amy plus Lisa went to Linnie's and played Animal Pairs! I am very distraught about the death of the Pope, because it means I may never see the Pope-mobile again. Do all Popes have one, or was it just him?

Today I have to go to work, and it's a bummer because I'm ill. Losers.

The other day, I remembered something I thought I'd forgotten, and yes, that feeling is still there. Damn it.

Here are some hot pictures of Friday;

  

WE'RE COOL, I KNOW. hehehe.

 

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help! i need somebody. [26 Mar 2005|10:16am]
[ mood | awake ]

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I'm bored and I'm not meeting Lindsey from work for another ten minutes. It's painful. Plus, the Zen has not come, and as there is no post tomorrow or Monday, I won't get it until Tuesday at least. It's a bit of a bummer.
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when you gonna get yourself back on your feet? [25 Mar 2005|09:45pm]

Firstly, tuva 's questions;

1. What do you want to work with when you're older? Why?

I want to work with English and the written word, because I love to write and read, and I'm likely to get a good grade in it at the end of this year. I'm doing both English language and English literature for my AS levels, which I'm looking forward to, and hopefully will achieve success in.

2. If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?

There's so many things that I would change about myself, and so ultimately it would be my lack of belief in myself. I need to realise that I'm not ugly, that I'm moderately intelligent and generally a nice person. Confidence goes a long way- it opens a lot of new opportunities to you, and when not in excess, draws people to you.

3. What's your worst fear?

My worst physical fear is being attacked, and this means that I can't face walking on my own much later than 8 o'clock. I find it so scary, and am forever imagining noises and movement. I guess it ties in with my worst mental fear, which is of complete and utter isolation, so therefore my fear of walking on my own in the dark is a microcosm of a much scarier and extreme idea.

4. What's the ideal boyfriend like?
Ahhh... the idea boyfriend;

  • wears polo shirts.
  • uses Lacoste 'Style in Play'.
  • has sexy, wavyish hair.
  • wears Dunks, Asics or K-Swiss.

However, shallowness and aesthetics aside, he has to be caring, tender, and just someone who I can hang out with and be myself around.

5. What's your opinion on George W. Bush?

I don't feel I have enough information to make an informed decision, but I didn't agree with his decision to go to war with Iraq, and damn, he looks like a monkey.

 

I just spent half an hour trying to iron the pleats back into my black Kookai skirt. Unfortunately, my efforts were in vain, and it wasn't having any of it. So now I've wasted half an hour of my time, and all I have to show for it is a strange looking skirt, that looks like somebody's sat on it. Damn.

Today, for those of you who do not know, is Good Friday, and it's been really nice. It's good enough weather that I've been able to wear my flats, a skirt, and a t-shirt outside, and feel warm. Lucy, Chloe and I sat on the REC most of the day, with visits from Becca, Lindsey and Sarah at various stages, and we watched some thrilling football matches going on around us. Basically, we people-watched the day away, and gosh there were some interesting people. They included;

  • Shirt-tuck man. Really ugly man, probably in early twenties, with his shirt off and tucked into his jeans. Was playing football with fifteen and sixteen year olds. Looked aggressive, and often held a beer in his hand.
  • Bandana boy- wore a bandana. Wasn't very interesting.
  • Fit boy- this boy was rather nice looking.
  • THE COUPLE- nothing else said. They're old skool victims of our prying eyes.

Oh there were more, but I can't remember them. Pretty comedy though.

Last night was good as well. After school, Lindsey, Chloe and I went up to Lower for some tennis- I beat Chloe 3 games to 1, and I am going to own Josh's life at tennis if he's brave enough to actually play against me. After this, we went to Lisa's, which was good. Chloe and I walked down together, and knocked on the door for ages- no reply. We tried Lisa's house phone- no reply, and so we left a great message, in which I sang "we're standing here right outside your door, and I don't think that my heart can take much more" in. It was good. We then rang her mobile, and found out that she was just coming back from buying drinks. Ahh. Becca, Lindsey and Amy arrived, and we ordered a pizza, and sat around and talked. I had a couple of glasses, as did the others which gave nice fluidity to the conversation.

So yeah. Nice couple of days. Tomorrow should also be good as it is my birthday meal in the evening! After a few changes in the plan, we're now going to Pizza Express in Aylesbury- so hopefully I will be able to get a table. And then there's my birthday on Sunday! Woo!

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i'm stuck forever in your mind [23 Mar 2005|05:59pm]
[ mood | happy ]

Summer is nice.

The weather is so beautiful at the moment! It's so good to feel the sun touch the skin on your exposed arms, whilst lying, laughing, wishing it could never end. Hmmm. The sun is good, because it enhances my mood, and gives a natural high, that allows you to push things to the back of your mind, and forget about them, at least until dusk settles.

Today broke down well. History, graphics and business studies moved at a steady pace, and didn't really make an impact on me. Lunch was lovely, as we reclaimed 'The Tree of Love', as our spot, and so we did some listening to Chloe's new iPizzle, and spied on people. It was humourous. Also, the 'I HEART YOU' I wrote on the tree last summer with the green oil pastel that Josh found is still there, although missing parts. I guess the fact that there's only traces left kind of represents what's happened since the summer.

Or maybe not.

English in the afternoon was difficult, and Becca decided to pull my hair out, causing me to release a faint yelp, and consequently the whole class was alerted to Becca's bullying. Beautiful.

Walked home with Lindsey, Pip, Lucy and Chloe. Listened to the iPod most of the time, which was fun. We had to pick up Pip's sister, Felicity from her school. She hates me- it's great. Also, I gave Chloe a great hug, which she rejected and told me to give her a proper one. I think you had to be there.

So now I'm sitting around, waiting for Desperate Housewives, in the clothes I want to wear on Saturday. Heels or flats? I can't decide. Decisions, decisions, decisions.

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do i believe in me, controversy? [21 Mar 2005|06:52pm]
[ mood | happy ]

My new watch came today; it's a Swatch and it's cute.

  

The orange is very bright, but aside from that it's very pretty and definitely gets me in the mood for spring! Coincidently, BBC News told me earlier that today is the first day of spring! It must be fate.

To make things better, it's my birthday in six days, I will be sixteen, and after a great deal of deliberation, my dad has ordered the Creative Zen. Finally, I will be able to transport my music system with me wherever I go. Who needs an iPod mini when you could have a Zen? More space and more battery power. Bargain. It's actually amazing that I got it, because my parents gave me a choice- no Zen and them paying for a meal out with all of my friends, or Creative Zen, and no money for a meal. I chose the meal, because I wanted to do something nice for my friends, and they mean a lot more to me than a portable music player. So that's on Saturday, and should be a nice event. 

However, my dad and I came to an arrangement which meant I guess I won in both ways.

Yesterday, I heard Everybody's Free (To wear sunscreen) by Baz Luhrmann on Fox FM. It was nice because I was at work, and it was sunny, and it is such an old-skool song. I like the line "do one thing every day that scares you". I think I achieved this yesterday, because I did one of the scariest things I've ever had to do, and I guess maybe I overestimated how bad it would be. However, it felt so good to do it, and whilst I've had a few sleepless nights lately, last night, I slept like a baby.

Today wasn't so bad. Lessons were monotonous and nothing interesting happened, but sometimes that's a good thing.

So yeah, maybe the weekend was a slight dip in my mood, but it looks like it's beginning to rise again! 

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i'm mr. brightside [19 Mar 2005|10:28am]
[ mood | contemplative ]

You live, you love, you learn. Every time something goes wrong in your life, the best way to look at it is not in despair, but to discover what you can learn from it. However, sometimes, seperate lessons can contradict each other totally. This last week or so, I have learnt not to rely on anyone but myself, or should I say, re-learnt not to rely on anyone but myself. A year ago, I was so private, so shy, so scared to ask for help. I suppose in some ways I still am, but I improved. I trusted people, I trusted them so much that I let them hurt me. I came out of my shell- well guess what, I still kept the shell, even though I ventured out of it, however I got as of today, I'm back, and only out on day trips.

Or maybe not.

Because I also learnt that some people are so amazing. They are right there when you need them the most, and know exactly how to help you if need be. And sometimes, they come from the most unexpected places. People can hurt you, yes, but people can make you feel so, so good, and excessively happy. They'll stand by you, protect you, and let you lean on them if you allow them to.

So, to lean or not to lean? Tough question. If you lean on people, eventually they will hurt you deeply, however, there will always be others to lean on to, and so life moves on. If you don't, and hold others at arm's distance, then, yes, there is less chance of them being able to hurt you, but if they manage to pierce through you, then you won't have developed the ability to let others hold and care for you enough to receive the highest quality comfort. Therefore, trusting people, although scary, is the best option. You'll feel the highs, and you'll feel the lows, but as long as there is distance left to run, everything will be okay in the end. At least I hope so, for my sake, and everyone else who has ever felt this way's sake.

Writing is so good for me. However, another unrelated lesson I learnt last night was that drinking is not so good for me. As much as I tried to be "stealth" like Mr. Seth Cohen himself, whilst sneaking around Lucy's house, it was wrecked by the fact that I was actually yelling the word "stealth" whilst trying to be quiet. Doh. Also, swimming across Lucy's kitchen floor probably wasn't such a good idea either, looking back, along with staring at Ali's shoes and complimenting him on them which hopefully will be the second, and last time.

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[14 Mar 2005|10:15pm]
Life is so sweet.

So the weekend wasn't bad. After netball on Friday night, I did absolutely nothing, which although boring was quite relaxing after the hectic week I had. Saturday day time was spent with Lindsey, which was very nice indeed, as I had not seen her properly for a while. In the evening, we went round to Chloe's, where we had an enjoyable, quiet evening with Alfie, music and a bottle of wine. Beautiful. It was fun.

On Sunday I worked. Nothing else to say.

I've finally decided what A levels to take- maths, business studies, English language and English literature. I think/hope that is a good/broad mix, and I hope I do well in them.

Bla. I have nothing to say. It's my birthday in 13 days- finally, I'll be sixteen!
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[05 Mar 2005|04:46pm]

Rawr.

I haven't used this thing in ages. I've been so busy! My GCSEs are almost upon me, and I'm so so scared that I'm going to mess up and not being able to do the courses that I want to do in sixth form. At the moment, I've decided on maths and business studies, and also English, but I'm not sure whether to do English language or English literature. I'm still not sure about the fourth one. Hopefully the courses evening on Wednesday can help me.

It's scary to think that I only have a few months of compulsory education left, but on the other hand, it's an adventure. It'll be interesting to see where life leads me.

So, what have I been up to this past month or so? School mostly, though I did have a week off during February for half term, which consisted of Chinese food, tennis, Sophie's production, babysitting with Chris and lots of walking around. Friends are amazing. This weekend, I've done nothing, but I'm going out for a meal with some of the crew, which'll be great. Tomorrow, I'm working, and I have to do one extra hour! How boring! But yeah, that's generally my life in a nutshell.

Here are some random pictures of tennis and the rubbish snow we've had;

 

Left to right: Chloe, Sarah, Lisa and Linnie...Lisa and I playing tennis....

 

Sarah and Chloe getting ready for action... me picking up a tennis ball...

 

Destined for Wimbledon... Lindsey's Valentines wrapping paper, made for me...

   

Snowing... jumping is fun... I'm a weirdo...

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Fascinating.

Hope everyone's having a nice day.

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presenting.... [27 Jan 2005|07:18pm]
[ mood | flirty ]

MS HEAD'S FINEST QUOTES/MY LEAST FAVOURITE PHRASES IN THE WORLD.

(For those of us who are not familiar with Ms Head, she "teaches" French, and enjoys wearing lipstick on her teeth, see-through tops, too-tight bras and matching patent crocodile skin shoes and bags)

1. "I'm taking no hostages".

Generally should be taken as a sign that she is about to prattle off a load of useless information at break-neck speed, and you should probably start doing some stretches on the muscles in your hand, because if not, you could pull a muscle from the strenuous activity. This phrase is used at least five times every fifteen minutes to drum into your head the importance of practising writing at 50 mph.

2. "Year 11 is Hell".

Well it doesn't take a genius to work out that taking ten-and-a-half GCSE exams in May isn't the most thrilling of prospects, however, though I've had a lot of work to do, I've loved Year 11.  It's fun. Everything seems to come together and I've managed to gain a lot of confidence. I've got a job, I've made amazing friends and I've become aware that I have a wonderful family. Will you tell me why Year 11's Hell again?

3. "It'll be hard drugs next".

On the non-existant amusement scale that's within my head, this remark was lukewarm at best when it was used to first time on someone who had dropped their pen on the floor or something. Somehow, this hilarious phrase managed to hit artic temperatures on the non-existant amusement scale after it had been performed for the 595th time. Seriously.

4. "Go to Nicholas, Kathryn".

Nicholas, pronounced Nic-O-Lar, is the French exchange assistant who does speaking practice with us. Although, I would call it listening rather than speaking, as unfortuantely, I can't actually remember enough French to give him a decent reply.

5. "L'uniforme!"

Care must be taken to say this word in short, sharp, loud syllables when quoting this phrase, or the magic is lost. One of the scariest things I've ever experienced was smelling the overpowering scent of her perfume as she leaned in close, bringing her lipstick imprinted teeth near to Jenna's ear and yelling it at the top of her voice. And I was only sitting next to Jenna.

 

Well, I'm sure there's more but I can't remember them/you don't care.

Today's been okay. Science, P.E, English and history were a-okay. I actually quite like the work we're doing in history at the moment- I find it interesting. It's just my class that I dislike, for no real reason other than that sometimes they ask the stupidest of questions. Becca and I had a fun time at MS HEAD'S desk in French, with the legend himself, Jack Rees, and Sam D. It was rather funny, especially when Becca did her special Jack Rees Voice. (In Italics for authenticy). However, they then started to bully me, along with a few others, and I feel this lowered the tone of the whole lesson.

Hollyoaks was tres bien tonight. Poor Joe.

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