IT'S FINALLY FRIDAY. In IT listening to some festive fat toons m8 and watching Sally make christmas card out of publisher. Nomnomnomming on chocolates I recieved from Tiernet dearest. NOM. SNOW IS FALLING ALL AROUND ME. LOLJK. God damn, I want snow so bad.
I've got an idea.
If we got the population of Devon to throw icing sugar into the sky... Well - instant snow.
Friday, 16 December 2011
Wednesday, 14 December 2011
Moving Uncomfortably Slow
So, this whole year, as well as last year has gone at lightening speed. But it seems the week before school break-up the Earth has planned to take a break from being a ballerina and to slow down it's pirouettes. Meaning, it's only Wednesday and I want to burst out of my lessons with tremendous force.
Today, I thought about creating a Muse tribute band. This is an idea I'm quite passionate about. I will muster my very musically talented friends (Jeggins, Ross and Brean) together and we will be UNSTOPPABLE.
Today, I thought about creating a Muse tribute band. This is an idea I'm quite passionate about. I will muster my very musically talented friends (Jeggins, Ross and Brean) together and we will be UNSTOPPABLE.
Friday, 9 December 2011
Doing ICT - Like the good student I am
As you can all see below, I have written an article. This was for my English coursework. I quite enjoyed writing my article on blogger as it helps me keep in touch with my casual, humorous side. This helps create the entertaining effect that I need. Writing on Word feels too much like an essay.
Sites I've used -
Yahoo Answers (to cure a particularly nasty virus)
Facebook
MSN
Google
YouTube
Formspring
Explosm (a webcomic)
Club Penguin - WADDLE AROUND AND MEET NEW FRIENDS (I need to get a life)
A website that allows me to stream all the episodes of Glee (seeing as it has now been moved to Sky 1 which I cannot access - god dammit)
PutLocker (watching films)
Blogger (of course)
That seems to be all for now.
Now for something a little more casual - my life
Today it was cold. How do I know this? Because I was wearing the thinnest tights I owned. I might as well have been running around naked. Why?! I hear you cry out. Well, my dear readers, because I'm an idiot. It all started at around 7:10 in the morning. I had to basically roll down my bunk bed ladder to silence my noisy, post-hardcore alarm. I then realised I felt like a zombie. But I must not sleep much longer, I NEED to sort out my outfit for today. I place that as top priority. I spent around 10 minutes deciding what to wear and consequently passed out on my floordrobe. At quarter to 8 I awoke, not feeling terribly refreshed after lying on a USB cable. CRAPBUCKETS (my personal favourite swear word). I quickly scrambled together an ensemble consisting of 1 long, army-style shirt, 1 white vest (Primark value), 1 black, denim mini skirt, 1 leather jacket, 1 scarf and a pair of army-style, high-heeled boots. Now it was time to choose the tights. Any normal person would assume that on a day like today it would be highly sensible to go for the wooly tights. However, having just woken up, having the warmth of the fan heater blasting in my bedroom and running incredibly late, I did not have the sense needed to choose the right option. Walking out of the door and the warmth of the fan heater still lingered, drawing me back to bed. But I stood my ground, feeling more awake and wiped the icicles hanging from my scooter. Half way to school and I suddenly realise the problem. Cold air was stabbing my legs. It was too late to turn back. Half way down the path leading into school and I suddenly realise I look like a prostitute. Perfect. It was now time to enter tutor. After a few lingering and dirty looks from the vice principle and others within my year, I held my head up high and entered impending hell.
Sites I've used -
Yahoo Answers (to cure a particularly nasty virus)
MSN
YouTube
Formspring
Explosm (a webcomic)
Club Penguin - WADDLE AROUND AND MEET NEW FRIENDS (I need to get a life)
A website that allows me to stream all the episodes of Glee (seeing as it has now been moved to Sky 1 which I cannot access - god dammit)
PutLocker (watching films)
Blogger (of course)
That seems to be all for now.
Now for something a little more casual - my life
Today it was cold. How do I know this? Because I was wearing the thinnest tights I owned. I might as well have been running around naked. Why?! I hear you cry out. Well, my dear readers, because I'm an idiot. It all started at around 7:10 in the morning. I had to basically roll down my bunk bed ladder to silence my noisy, post-hardcore alarm. I then realised I felt like a zombie. But I must not sleep much longer, I NEED to sort out my outfit for today. I place that as top priority. I spent around 10 minutes deciding what to wear and consequently passed out on my floordrobe. At quarter to 8 I awoke, not feeling terribly refreshed after lying on a USB cable. CRAPBUCKETS (my personal favourite swear word). I quickly scrambled together an ensemble consisting of 1 long, army-style shirt, 1 white vest (Primark value), 1 black, denim mini skirt, 1 leather jacket, 1 scarf and a pair of army-style, high-heeled boots. Now it was time to choose the tights. Any normal person would assume that on a day like today it would be highly sensible to go for the wooly tights. However, having just woken up, having the warmth of the fan heater blasting in my bedroom and running incredibly late, I did not have the sense needed to choose the right option. Walking out of the door and the warmth of the fan heater still lingered, drawing me back to bed. But I stood my ground, feeling more awake and wiped the icicles hanging from my scooter. Half way to school and I suddenly realise the problem. Cold air was stabbing my legs. It was too late to turn back. Half way down the path leading into school and I suddenly realise I look like a prostitute. Perfect. It was now time to enter tutor. After a few lingering and dirty looks from the vice principle and others within my year, I held my head up high and entered impending hell.
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