Life is sparkly

I'd almost forgotten I had a blog.

Soooo my life since what was happening the last time I wrote?

I'm going to part time college for ICT shortcourse, Inter-personal skills (you have to play lots of games and talk about your feelings), and Psychology. I'm also doing English Lit, Maths (Oh god), Classical Civ and Sociology. I can't do Science sadly as it's on the same day as Brownies, and I need brownies for my Duke of Edinborough. Still, I'll probably do that GCSE next year at the same time as doing A levals for other stuff.

Anything is possible at college.

No, you don't really need GCSE's, yes there are lots of altnernatives, why the hell aren't I going to school when I really have no reason not to be there, and why am I bothering when I really want to be an actor. Why the hell am I trying to be a Psychologist when you need maths for it? AND WHY THE HELL IS A HOME SCHOOLER ATTEMPTING COURSEWORK?!
I have no idea. The main reason is that EVERYONE is doing GCSE's, and as much as you might not need them, you might find out you do. And why not? Why not be stressed out with everyone else?
We're teenagers. Let's waste our youths with exams!

Also if I don't stress about the exams I'll do better in the exams.
Must-Not-Stress.

Amanda Palmer funeral advertising on sunday. Wahey.

Whitby Folk week was fun.

I honestly have no time for pre-teen drama or people who are obessed with the latest stupid little gossip. When your only friends with 12 year olds m'dear, maybe you can't help it. But I refuse to be part of your world. I won't accept your hate. It means nothing to me.

Of course the fact I can hardly add up is going to make my Maths GCSE very hard indeed, but I WILL learn maths in a year damnit.

My ICT teacher asked me where I got my writing skills from.

I REALLY want a job.

I can't write essays.
AND I DON'T SEEM TO BE LEARNING ANYTHING!
Maybe I should just live in a hut.

Well hesfes was...
yu-huh.

I'm going to Whitby Folk week.
Thank god for the summer holidays.
I just want a break from stupid pathetic drama.
Seriously.
Just grow up.
We're not on one of those Teen TV shows.
And your not a little perfect saint.
So just go away.

Why hello.

I'm in Sydney Airport. In an hour I'll be on the Plane going to Singapoor, stay there for a night, and then go home. It's sad in a way, but I cannot wait to go hooome. I want my Tranpoleaaaan and all my stufff and my boooks and Itunes and frieends

See you soooon

xxxx

Ok, well I am in a Internet Cafe in The Entrance, Australia, and I have about three minutes left. So howdy people.

Australia is fun.

Love you people

xxx

First of all, I have to say I LOVE firefox. It's so FAST. Compaired to using AOL, it's amazing.

I threw away all my old makeup today. That includes all my foundation. Now all I have is a bit of eye shadow and some eyeliner. And some lipstick. No matter what some strang oddballs seem to think, I don't hate makeup. I still wear eyeshadow sometimes and occasionally I brave putting on eyeliner (it never goes quite right, but I try). I don't think makeup makes people any prettier, because it doesen't change your face. The whole "your ugly if you don't use makeup" crap is stupid. If your ugly, makeup won't help. It only shows off what you already have.
I had that makeup for about three years. I'm sure it must be toxic or something. Probably a health hazzard.

In other news, the Duke of Edinborough expedition is this weekend. The practise was last weekend. It was horrible. Or rather, the walking was horrible. We did the crate challenge in pairs (I won!!! Amy was my partner, and even though we hadn't ever done it before and were terrified, we won!), and we did a obstical course in teams in the dark at night. It was good.

I'm volunteering with Brownies on Wednesday for my DOE service.

Annnd... next Wednesday Australia! For a month. Then one week. Then Hesfes. And all my days up till hesfes are booked. I'm reallly looking forward to when this is all over and I can read fanfiction, read books, listen to music, and make plans spontaniously instead of planning well into advance.

My room looks so much better now. You know when sometimes peoples rooms kind of reflect them. Mine does that a little bit now. It feels like a proper ROOM, instead of just a place, if you vaguely understand me.

Anyways, byebye

Jesus christ. I am, even if it is very small and slightly pathetic, growing up slightly.

That is, today I took all the books off another of my bookshelves, dusted it (jeesssuuus. It's a wonder things weren't growing behind it!) and then put all the books I'll never read again in a crate, and put all the vaguely read-able books back on the bookshelf.

I actually have loooads of books. Concidering I have three proper five shelf book shelves and have books on another three shelfs of other things, and even then their are books stacked ontop of the lines, that might be slightly obvious.

But I haven't really been reading properly for ages.
Now, it might be slightly sad that I still had Goosebump books on my bookshelf, but when I had to take them down I was vaguely panicky. I LOVED the Goosebump books. And all my sleepover books. What the hell was I suppost to do without reading about the slightly boring lives of ten year olds?

But it's sad but true that, while I still love teeny angsty books, I am slightly too old for the pre-teen version.

I actually have a lot of un-read books that look good. And for some reason I have a LOT of classics.

Anyway. One more bookshelf to go and I will have new, slightly more adult, and dust free, bookshelves. Hopefully the space cleared from taking away my beloved Goosebumps will take the books that are stacked on the place where I keep my hairbrush and shit into the real bookworld.

Ahem. Jesus. That must have been the most boring thing I've ever writen.
ANYWAY

Duke of E. I got a huge rucksack that I had to carry on the bus and tube. Going away for the trial expedition on saturday. then the real thing the next weekend. And then the following Wednesday I get to go to Australia. I'm looking foward to the plane more than the actual place tbh.

haha, well got my book signed for shooting. I won't be doing shooting anymore. Infact, shooting has stopped alltogether and I already miss it. Even though I didn't like it at the time.

Expedition next weekend. And the next. and then Australia.

w00t t00t t00t.

I'm seriously scarily busy this month.

and now everyones decided they want me in their lives.
Seriously. Get better timing people.

w00t. Intermediate Swimming class.

Duke of Edinborough meeting today. We're doing the Expedition next month, the weekend before I'm going to Australia. And Watership down this sunday.
Jesus today has been tiring.

Happy couples are all very well, but do they need to rub their happiness at you? Especially when you /really/ like their boyfriend?
Ah well.

byebye

Why hello there.

I'm not sure how I managed to suddenly get Blog friends. But *shrug*. Ah well.

Well, my weeks been alright. I'm finally half way through my essay, my dad is practising a speach in the other room (very loudly), and yarr. We did drabbled in GCSE club. I happen to love drabbles. It was very good.
We're using my room as a fridge because aparently it's cold and our fridge is defrosting.
I got a lot of really good reviews on my fanfiction story. That made me very happy.
I'm going to Southend tomorrow...

Love you people
xxx

Our computer is fixed!

Annd, guess who can do about fifteen laps of backstroke and 7 of front stroke? I am proud of myself. I used to be terrified of water. I think everyone should have a party for the wonder that is me.
Ahem, ok, going a tad too far