I. cannot. be. bothered. with. revision. I would much rather complain about how much I hate it in a blog, hense this post.
I do 9.00 - 3.30 in school to come home to more revision on top of homework?! Non-stop! Well...kinda...perhaps it takes me two hours to walk a fifteen minute journey home from school but that's because I have some important stops to make on the way (ice-cream, Starbucks, Callum's house on the other side of town...). When I actually get home, I usually decide to watch TV for a bit, yknow to give my hard-working brain some rest. Then I sit down to revise and I realise - DINNER! So I make dinner and eat it. After dinner I'll sit down to revise again, now realising that I'm cold and haven't done any exercise...so I do an exercise DVD (not a good idea after dinner, don't try it at home kids). Obviously I have to have a shower after that because sweat is gross. After my shower I might come online or phone Steffi, despite spending six and a half hours with her in school. Then I might phone Hayley. Or Sarah. Or Rosie. Or Grant. Or the first half decent person in my contacts list. Or maybe even Callum who, coincidently, happens to be near my house! So he calls round and any subconscious thoughts of revision are abandoned. And oops look at the time - half 11! Better get some sleep. Good night.
So evidently I have better things to do than to revise goddamn polysaccharides (many monosaccharides joined by glycosidic bonds).
Callum and I attempted (key word) to revise together, but let's just say revision wasn't the first thing on our minds...we also had a highligher battle. Twas fun. I don't really know how revising togther would ever work out because we do completely different subjects and he's in the year above me. He does music, spanish, photography and business studies. Talented young lad. He's gonna have a photography of musical instrument business in Spain. Hahaha. Not really. He's going to be a pimp.
Imma go revise some Cold War. And eat ice-cream. Hahahaha get it. Cold War and ice-cream?! Ice cream is cold, the cold war...HAHAHA. I'm on a role with puns tonight!
Tuesday, 27 April 2010
Sunday, 25 April 2010
I was like baby, baby, baby, ooooooooooh
Seems like Sunday is becoming my blog day. I suppose I don't even need to explain my absense. School. Studying. Studying after school. Stressful, stressful times.
I went shopping yesterday and I was offered a job in Hollister. Weird. One of the cashier people handed me a form. Without even talking to me. I was like okaaaaay. Apparently you have to be tall to work there? A reliable source told me that (Hayley). But I'm not gonna take it because I already have a job making coffee and the Hollister store really annoys me. Every time I go in there I immediately get really irritable and start swearing. There's no oxygen, there's no light and there's no room to move. And the people that work there are like "HEY! WhAt's uP!??!!?! :D :D :D :D" and I'm like "TALK TO ME AGAIN AND I'LL KILL YOUR FAMILY" and have to be restrained. Is that in every Hollister store? Or is it just the one where I live? I am flattered that they think I am worthy to work there, but I can't stand that place for any longer than a minute. A second. A milli second. Actually I'd rather just not go there, OKAY.
Callum-wise, he met me outside of my school on Monday and pouted at me and I ran (slow-mo) into his arms and it started raining petals and confetti. The world is at peace again. Dayum is he cute when he pouts. Our argument was sort of like the Cuban Missle Crisis - only lasted a few days, but during those few days, it was TENSE, maaaaaan.
Too tired to blog any more...lateeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrr
I might have an angsty "I hate my family" blog tomorrow if you're lucky!!!! :D
PS I will reply to comments on the post below and this post when I can be bothered :D
I went shopping yesterday and I was offered a job in Hollister. Weird. One of the cashier people handed me a form. Without even talking to me. I was like okaaaaay. Apparently you have to be tall to work there? A reliable source told me that (Hayley). But I'm not gonna take it because I already have a job making coffee and the Hollister store really annoys me. Every time I go in there I immediately get really irritable and start swearing. There's no oxygen, there's no light and there's no room to move. And the people that work there are like "HEY! WhAt's uP!??!!?! :D :D :D :D" and I'm like "TALK TO ME AGAIN AND I'LL KILL YOUR FAMILY" and have to be restrained. Is that in every Hollister store? Or is it just the one where I live? I am flattered that they think I am worthy to work there, but I can't stand that place for any longer than a minute. A second. A milli second. Actually I'd rather just not go there, OKAY.
Callum-wise, he met me outside of my school on Monday and pouted at me and I ran (slow-mo) into his arms and it started raining petals and confetti. The world is at peace again. Dayum is he cute when he pouts. Our argument was sort of like the Cuban Missle Crisis - only lasted a few days, but during those few days, it was TENSE, maaaaaan.
Too tired to blog any more...lateeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrr
I might have an angsty "I hate my family" blog tomorrow if you're lucky!!!! :D
PS I will reply to comments on the post below and this post when I can be bothered :D
Sunday, 18 April 2010
Sceptre and crown must tumble down
I think it was a few posts ago and I was all like "uhhh fuck it fuck life fuck examzzz etc." Well I've changed my mind. I'm going to work for my exams. I don't know what I want to do, but I realised that no matter what I end up doing, I really do need good exam results or any results at least. I'm thinking journalism. Without sounding conceited, I've had a few people in my seventeen years of life tell me that I'm a good writer. I can get an A* in english without opening a book...no pun intended (ya know because english literature is about books hahahaha). My english teacher even said I had a talent. ;) When I said I would be a prostitute or drug dealer in one of my previous posts, I was only joking...hahahaha! Funny joke, wasn't it! Hahahaha. Ha. Naw really, that's how I felt at the time of writing. I was emo extremo. And I don't hate school completely. I love english lit because I love analysing poems to death (especially "Death the Leveller" by James Shirley...amazing poem) and big Billy Shakespeare. And I love history because Stalin was epic and of course, Hitler! Who doesn't love Hitler? On second thoughts, Jews probably aren't very big fans. So school is bareable for now. I still don't like having to pry myself out of bed but I don't think I ever will, unless it's to go and sleep/watch TV on the couch instead. Indeed I have an exciting life.
This has been a very stressy week. Aside from having epiphanies about school and going to school, I have been arguing with Callum *gasp!*
We had our first argument. :( About something vair stupid. Basically I've gained a lot of weight recently (15lb) and have been trying to lose it so that I can actually wear my clothes. Not that I've been going around naked...I don't think I'm that fat. My BMI is 19.7, which is healthy, but the fact that I've gained weight really gets to me, and I KEEP gaining weight. And since I am so tall (5"10), if I'm not skinny, I look really butch. Problem is I eat too much. I'll use anything as an excuse to eat mass amounts of sat fat foods - hard day at work, sunny day, new comment on my blog...and it's getting really really ridiculous. There was one day I had 3400 calories, which is 1400 more than I should have! So yus, I have been trying not to eat as much and to eat healthier and maybe the odd two minutes of exercise. It's not as if I'm not eating. I've lost a pound so far and I'm very happy. But Callum is not. He said I was really stupid and shouldn't be influenced by the media. He also called me a complete idiot. :| Ouch. OH NO HE DIDN'T! I want to lose weight because I've gained so much, not to look like Cheryl goddamn Cole. And he doesn't even understand why I'm pissed off, which pisses me off even more. ¬.¬ Uhh...idk...maybe it's because you think I'm stupid?!?!? What a poo head (remember when that was the ~ultimate insult~? In my mind it still is). He said I was being really immature for reacting the way I did. Am I? What would you be like if this happened to you? Am I being a mega bitch (opposed to the bitch I usually am) or is Callum being a mega bitch? I'll prolly phone him in like an hour, apologising for being pissed off. And we'll laugh about it and we'll live happily after. But for the moment, I'm upset and pissed off.
Chyeah. I think I'll go to bed because I'm freakin' hungry. I had bloody soup for dinner. With no dessert. :( Now I know how all the starving children in Africa feel.
This has been a very stressy week. Aside from having epiphanies about school and going to school, I have been arguing with Callum *gasp!*
We had our first argument. :( About something vair stupid. Basically I've gained a lot of weight recently (15lb) and have been trying to lose it so that I can actually wear my clothes. Not that I've been going around naked...I don't think I'm that fat. My BMI is 19.7, which is healthy, but the fact that I've gained weight really gets to me, and I KEEP gaining weight. And since I am so tall (5"10), if I'm not skinny, I look really butch. Problem is I eat too much. I'll use anything as an excuse to eat mass amounts of sat fat foods - hard day at work, sunny day, new comment on my blog...and it's getting really really ridiculous. There was one day I had 3400 calories, which is 1400 more than I should have! So yus, I have been trying not to eat as much and to eat healthier and maybe the odd two minutes of exercise. It's not as if I'm not eating. I've lost a pound so far and I'm very happy. But Callum is not. He said I was really stupid and shouldn't be influenced by the media. He also called me a complete idiot. :| Ouch. OH NO HE DIDN'T! I want to lose weight because I've gained so much, not to look like Cheryl goddamn Cole. And he doesn't even understand why I'm pissed off, which pisses me off even more. ¬.¬ Uhh...idk...maybe it's because you think I'm stupid?!?!? What a poo head (remember when that was the ~ultimate insult~? In my mind it still is). He said I was being really immature for reacting the way I did. Am I? What would you be like if this happened to you? Am I being a mega bitch (opposed to the bitch I usually am) or is Callum being a mega bitch? I'll prolly phone him in like an hour, apologising for being pissed off. And we'll laugh about it and we'll live happily after. But for the moment, I'm upset and pissed off.
Chyeah. I think I'll go to bed because I'm freakin' hungry. I had bloody soup for dinner. With no dessert. :( Now I know how all the starving children in Africa feel.
Sunday, 11 April 2010
Tegan and Sara are a really good band so go listen to them!!!
I ended up going to the formal thingymabob last night. Nothing to do with the fact that I am an extremely jealous and over-protective girlfriend, who feels threatened by anyone, especially girls, within a six metre radius of Callum...nope. It was solely because he put on his cute face.
Well it wasn't so bad. I actually knew a lot of people there (cuz I'm uber populaaarr like chyeah). Got a bit drunk. A bit. I don't really know why they're called "formals". Nobody was dressed formally and nobody acted in any way formally. As I said, fake tan and short dresses. Boys perving and girls wobbling around in five inch heels. It reminded me a lot of "Tik Tok" by Ke$ha. I wore a black/white polka dot dress, a faux-leather jacket (because I can't afford real leather, OKAY?), black tights and black boots. Not at all inspired by Alexa Chung. Hell naw. And NO, I don't try and re-create her outfits when I don't know what to wear! No way. I am not overly inspired by her...pfft crazy talk!
Do you know what. Callum's parents are so cool. They let their drunk eighteen year old son's drunk seventeen year old girlfriend stay the night in his room (that would be Callum and I). They either really trust us or they're really naïve. They're Catholic too. Which makes the whole thing even weirder. But I had a sehr gut night (yes, my Deutsch is very limited).
I was thinking of just changing the blog header to "Callum" and writing things about Callum in the profile part. Because he's all I ever blog about. And I do apologise if it bores you...wait, no I don't. If it bores you, you can pee off!!! He's my best friend and boyfriend and I LOVE HIM. OKAY. Young love. Embrace it. I don't even know wtf I'm typing right now. So. friggin. tired.
I had other pointless things to say but I have school tomorrow so I want to go to bed early so I'm not suicidal and/or homicial in the morning...even though I will be anyway. I'll reply to comments on the previous post tomorrow...even though I probably won't. :D Luv yaaaa'll.
Well it wasn't so bad. I actually knew a lot of people there (cuz I'm uber populaaarr like chyeah). Got a bit drunk. A bit. I don't really know why they're called "formals". Nobody was dressed formally and nobody acted in any way formally. As I said, fake tan and short dresses. Boys perving and girls wobbling around in five inch heels. It reminded me a lot of "Tik Tok" by Ke$ha. I wore a black/white polka dot dress, a faux-leather jacket (because I can't afford real leather, OKAY?), black tights and black boots. Not at all inspired by Alexa Chung. Hell naw. And NO, I don't try and re-create her outfits when I don't know what to wear! No way. I am not overly inspired by her...pfft crazy talk!
Do you know what. Callum's parents are so cool. They let their drunk eighteen year old son's drunk seventeen year old girlfriend stay the night in his room (that would be Callum and I). They either really trust us or they're really naïve. They're Catholic too. Which makes the whole thing even weirder. But I had a sehr gut night (yes, my Deutsch is very limited).
I was thinking of just changing the blog header to "Callum" and writing things about Callum in the profile part. Because he's all I ever blog about. And I do apologise if it bores you...wait, no I don't. If it bores you, you can pee off!!! He's my best friend and boyfriend and I LOVE HIM. OKAY. Young love. Embrace it. I don't even know wtf I'm typing right now. So. friggin. tired.
I had other pointless things to say but I have school tomorrow so I want to go to bed early so I'm not suicidal and/or homicial in the morning...even though I will be anyway. I'll reply to comments on the previous post tomorrow...even though I probably won't. :D Luv yaaaa'll.
Wednesday, 7 April 2010
Mehhhhhhhh.
I've been in a meh sort of mood recently. You know when you just CBAAAA, everythang sux, angst and hormones. Yeah. I'm putting it down to no sleep. For the past two weeks I've been going to sleep at around 4am and waking around 7am. That's three hours sleep. Then I sleep half the day and/or consume mucho caffeine. And le cycle continues. I'm dooooooomed.
And I'm also stressed. I have my AS levels (big stupid exams) in a few months and basically I've done fuck all regarding school work this year. So there's another aspect of life in which I'm doomed. I hate my subjects. I think I might drop out after this year. If I could get at least a pass in two (out of four), that would be okay...fuck it. I'm past the point of caring. I don't care if I end up as a prostitute or drug dealer. I really don't. I think the school system here is so stupid. You have to cram large amounts of information into your head during a short space of time, which you forget an hour after the exam. I don't think learning should be forced. I think it should be relaxed and stress-free. I learn so much more when I'm not thinking "have to know this, must know this, must memorize text book". *big sigh* It's so stuuuuupiddddd.
Sorry for the big emo rant but ya know, I'm 17. I'm filled with all sorts of hormones and chemicals and I'm sleep deprived, what do you expecttt?
Well...in other news, I double-dated it up last night! Me and Callum (obvs) and Stefanie and some guy. Dodgy. That's why she needed me to be there, but I didn't want to be a third-wheel, so I got my trusty sidekick to come too (...that would be Callum...). We went to see Remember Me, the new Robert Pattinson movie. I really liked him in this movie. Twilight makes him look like a crappy actor, but he's rly not. Cos I should know. He's quite dishy too (did I just say dishy?!). I already knew the ending because my friend spoilt it for me the first day it was out (pfft some friend), but it was a good movie. Some explicit steamy scenes. I don't recommend you to watch it whilst on a double-date. Stefanie's date was just like :|. I could feel that he wanted to die. It was really sad too. I'm ashamed to admit it, but I may have let a few tears loose...overall; good movie, awkward time.
In other other news, Callum wants me to go to this formal thing on Saturday night. That's what we call "proms". I really don't want to go but Callum really wants me to. IDK why. But I hate things like that. Girls seem to feel the need to wear orange fake-tan and dresses that just shout "RAPE ME". And the music is all stupid Cheryl Cole, Miley Cyrus, N-Dubz, etc. So I need your help. Should I go?!?!?!?!?!?! For C-dawg? Or should I REJECT him? Dundundunnn. What if he gets someone else to go with him...omg...no he wouldn't...but he is really hot...so he could...I think I should go to ensure no bitch steals ma man. I'm really over protective of him. If anyone even looks at him (man or women or animal) I immediately hug him or kiss him or strip or something. But really, I don't think he'd go with another gurl. I'm his only bitch. But anyway, WHAT SHOULD I DOOO? Should I go for the lolz and get drunk? Or should I stay in and blog? Dilema of the century!
Yeah I know ya'll don't give a fook but whateva :D
And I'm also stressed. I have my AS levels (big stupid exams) in a few months and basically I've done fuck all regarding school work this year. So there's another aspect of life in which I'm doomed. I hate my subjects. I think I might drop out after this year. If I could get at least a pass in two (out of four), that would be okay...fuck it. I'm past the point of caring. I don't care if I end up as a prostitute or drug dealer. I really don't. I think the school system here is so stupid. You have to cram large amounts of information into your head during a short space of time, which you forget an hour after the exam. I don't think learning should be forced. I think it should be relaxed and stress-free. I learn so much more when I'm not thinking "have to know this, must know this, must memorize text book". *big sigh* It's so stuuuuupiddddd.
Sorry for the big emo rant but ya know, I'm 17. I'm filled with all sorts of hormones and chemicals and I'm sleep deprived, what do you expecttt?
Well...in other news, I double-dated it up last night! Me and Callum (obvs) and Stefanie and some guy. Dodgy. That's why she needed me to be there, but I didn't want to be a third-wheel, so I got my trusty sidekick to come too (...that would be Callum...). We went to see Remember Me, the new Robert Pattinson movie. I really liked him in this movie. Twilight makes him look like a crappy actor, but he's rly not. Cos I should know. He's quite dishy too (did I just say dishy?!). I already knew the ending because my friend spoilt it for me the first day it was out (pfft some friend), but it was a good movie. Some explicit steamy scenes. I don't recommend you to watch it whilst on a double-date. Stefanie's date was just like :|. I could feel that he wanted to die. It was really sad too. I'm ashamed to admit it, but I may have let a few tears loose...overall; good movie, awkward time.
In other other news, Callum wants me to go to this formal thing on Saturday night. That's what we call "proms". I really don't want to go but Callum really wants me to. IDK why. But I hate things like that. Girls seem to feel the need to wear orange fake-tan and dresses that just shout "RAPE ME". And the music is all stupid Cheryl Cole, Miley Cyrus, N-Dubz, etc. So I need your help. Should I go?!?!?!?!?!?! For C-dawg? Or should I REJECT him? Dundundunnn. What if he gets someone else to go with him...omg...no he wouldn't...but he is really hot...so he could...I think I should go to ensure no bitch steals ma man. I'm really over protective of him. If anyone even looks at him (man or women or animal) I immediately hug him or kiss him or strip or something. But really, I don't think he'd go with another gurl. I'm his only bitch. But anyway, WHAT SHOULD I DOOO? Should I go for the lolz and get drunk? Or should I stay in and blog? Dilema of the century!
Yeah I know ya'll don't give a fook but whateva :D
Sunday, 4 April 2010
Desperate need of hug.
Happy Eastuuurrrr. I don't really celebrate, because I'm not a Christian, but chocolate eggs are still welcome.
I've been home alone ALL last night and all day today. Mum is away and my brother has disappeared off to his girlfriend's house. It really sucks. It was YAY for the first five minutes then UGHHH. I kept hearing noises upstairs, which creeped me out. Then I started thinking of the movie Paranormal Activity and I was really creeped out. I know everyone thinks that movie was shit, but it really freakin' scared me. Yeah I'm a wimp. WUT OF IT?
I'm in need for some Callum lovin' but he's with his family. Pfffffft! With his family. How losery. His family are really posh and they're Catholic, which makes me laugh because Callum is the polar opposite. What even is the opposite of Catholic? Satanist? I didn't mean he was a devil child, I just meant he's really not a good Catholic boy. Unless Catholics are now allowed to get sexy and break the law? *cue Bad Boys by Alexandra Burke* I have such a way with words. Yeah well I'm sure ya'll (and by ya'll I mean one person and that is myself) don't want to hear about Callum's family.
ajkfjsds I really need a cuddle and a kiss right now. From Callum and/or Johnny Depp.
I've been home alone ALL last night and all day today. Mum is away and my brother has disappeared off to his girlfriend's house. It really sucks. It was YAY for the first five minutes then UGHHH. I kept hearing noises upstairs, which creeped me out. Then I started thinking of the movie Paranormal Activity and I was really creeped out. I know everyone thinks that movie was shit, but it really freakin' scared me. Yeah I'm a wimp. WUT OF IT?
I'm in need for some Callum lovin' but he's with his family. Pfffffft! With his family. How losery. His family are really posh and they're Catholic, which makes me laugh because Callum is the polar opposite. What even is the opposite of Catholic? Satanist? I didn't mean he was a devil child, I just meant he's really not a good Catholic boy. Unless Catholics are now allowed to get sexy and break the law? *cue Bad Boys by Alexandra Burke* I have such a way with words. Yeah well I'm sure ya'll (and by ya'll I mean one person and that is myself) don't want to hear about Callum's family.
ajkfjsds I really need a cuddle and a kiss right now. From Callum and/or Johnny Depp.
Thursday, 1 April 2010
I am not a drunk
Heeeeey gurlz (and bois?)
Happy 1st April!!!! I texted Callum and told him I was pregnant with someone else's baby. It failed. He said "nice try byootch". Did you guiz do any April fools or am I the only one who's still immature enough?
Good news - I fixed the comments so now erbody can comment. I was like "WHY THE FOOK IS NO ONE COMMENTING?!?!??!!?" Then I realised that you could only comment if you have a blog here. But I used my cerebrum and figured it out myself. *feel free to applaud* No excuses now, you must comment.
Regarding the last post, I am quite embarrassed by it but I'm not going to delete it because it is funny (if I do say so myself). I only drink once a day after my recent trip to rehab. I joke, I joke. In all serialness I don't get drunk that often...I was drinking the other night becauseeee my mum spontaneously went to London for a week and left me with my brother. So we decided to celebrate the freedom.
But it does actually suck a bit because my brother can be such a loser. He's like "be in by 10pm or I'm calling the police" and "I hope you're not texting any boys". I'm like wutdafuck. Srsly, just because his x-box is his life, doesn't mean I have to become a recluse too!!!1
Today was really sunny. I wanted to go to the beach and sunbathe but it's still only like 4 degrees. I went to Stefanie Stefani's house instead and we attempted to make cupcakes (massive fail), dressed up her dog (her dog liked it, it wasn't animal cruelty) and browsed da webz all day. Good times. I'm staying in tonight and doing some good old homework. Should be fun. Jaaaaaaa.
Happy 1st April!!!! I texted Callum and told him I was pregnant with someone else's baby. It failed. He said "nice try byootch". Did you guiz do any April fools or am I the only one who's still immature enough?
Good news - I fixed the comments so now erbody can comment. I was like "WHY THE FOOK IS NO ONE COMMENTING?!?!??!!?" Then I realised that you could only comment if you have a blog here. But I used my cerebrum and figured it out myself. *feel free to applaud* No excuses now, you must comment.
Regarding the last post, I am quite embarrassed by it but I'm not going to delete it because it is funny (if I do say so myself). I only drink once a day after my recent trip to rehab. I joke, I joke. In all serialness I don't get drunk that often...I was drinking the other night becauseeee my mum spontaneously went to London for a week and left me with my brother. So we decided to celebrate the freedom.
But it does actually suck a bit because my brother can be such a loser. He's like "be in by 10pm or I'm calling the police" and "I hope you're not texting any boys". I'm like wutdafuck. Srsly, just because his x-box is his life, doesn't mean I have to become a recluse too!!!1
Today was really sunny. I wanted to go to the beach and sunbathe but it's still only like 4 degrees. I went to Stefanie Stefani's house instead and we attempted to make cupcakes (massive fail), dressed up her dog (her dog liked it, it wasn't animal cruelty) and browsed da webz all day. Good times. I'm staying in tonight and doing some good old homework. Should be fun. Jaaaaaaa.
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