Randomosity With Buttons And Cheese

Today was a good day. A very good day in fact =)

We went tobogganing with Rachey for her birthday (okay so it wasn’t JUST Rachey, there were others… who scared us a little bit =P )

First off we went to Rachey’s house for Wii, Guitar Hero and nibbles. Of course me and Kimi (being the anti socialites we are) stayed outside with Rachey’s cat. Obviously the sun got to us, as we began to start a conversation between Marley (the cat) and a snail on the wall (called Bert). Marley looekd over at us, and I commented “If cats had eyebrows” and Kimi said “well that’s the best way to start a sentance!” I was merely stating the fact that if cats had eyebrows Marley would be raising one at us in disgust =D

For the car journey, me and Kibble had already decided that we wanted to be in the car with Jon, cause he was going to let us play the Eurovision album (Y) so off we went, in the front of his multipla (I LOVE MULTIPLAS!) singing along to cheesey euro pop (YEY!)

When we arrived and were told about the whole tobogganing proceedure, me and Keemee were terrified. The snow slope was mahoosive and there were loads of people falling over…then we were told about having to turn left and pull both levers to brake, and when we saw the guy in the shiny bright orange jacket we had to brake…It was confusing and scary and we stood there screaming “WE’RE GOING TO DIE!!”

Depsite being the oldest kiddies in our group, we were the ones at the back of the line clutching on to each other (story of our lives) and wimpering.

We were given our toboggans (quite aggressively I might add. Those people were NOT polite) and were told to go up the escalators to the top. I stepped on, expecting a flat thingy moving up to the top of the showy mound, but noooo. Underneath the rubber(?) thing were rollers, so the first time you put your foot down you were paranoid your foot was going to be rolled away. That was not a pleasant feeling.

The first time we went up it felt like aaaaages, mainly because we were dreading what we were going to be faced when at the top.

After going up TWO escalators we were finally there. We walked across to the runway things and sat down in our toboggans, clutching on to the side. We pulled ourselves forward and waited for the bored looking guy with chewing gum (Who was obviously perfect because he was wearing a hat. Yes, that’s right a hat) to yell at us “GO!” Then we were off.

Kimi didn’t let go of her brakes the whole way down. I, on the other hand, went as fast as humanely possible until I HAD to brake when I reached the bottom. It was so much fun, I can’t possibly describe it.

Kimi was rammed into on her first two goes, which sucked massively, but after that she wasn’t and she enjoyed it (Y)

One tiiime, Kimi set off before me, and desperate to catch up to her I swerved round, but I moved my body the wrong way, so I toppled out of the toboggan and onto the snow. Feeling like an absolute idiot, I stood up and brushed the snow off of me. One of the guys in a flouresent yellow jacket wandered over to me (probably thinking ha look at the freak on the snow. Maybe I should just leave her there) and asked half- heartedly ” You ‘kay?”. I said “yehhh” and grinned at him, and he ordered me to hurry up. Nice of him to care so much. I was touched, I really was.

This went on a few more times; esculate up, toboggan down. It was fun; I love speed.

I was talking to Jon (Rachey’s dad) on the way back, saying how I can’t wait to be able to drive. I love travelling really fast; there’s just so much power behind it all, it’s amazing. Although, I guess there’s always going to be that fear of crashing and hurting myself/ other people…

Recently, I’ve started wanting to run people over =P I think it started when I saw a guy I don’t like walking through Baschurch, and I just yelled at my dad “RUN HIM OVER!” When I drive I’ll be a danger to everyone I hate (So mainly chavs – I saw these two chavs while in the car with Jon and said “10 points if ya hit them!” and he actually jokingly swerved a tiny bit =P )

So when I drive, I will need people with me to tell me that I need to stay focussed on the road, and that I shouldn’t kill people because I would be sent to jail.

I guess I shall always have that power though – if I drove to my left, I could hit you…

Yes, oh yes, I am mean.

Luff wiikkii

<3

So I’m finding it difficult to revise at the moment. Over the last few days I’ve managed a few hours here and there, and yesterday I revised from 10am to 4pm. Amazing, I know. One of my main problems while revising (aside from being completely and utterly bored out of my mind) is that my mind starts wondering elsewhere. I can’t help but think about what is to come after the exams are all over.

Sure, I have the summer (and a month of boredem before that, as people will still be at school…God Damn You!) to think about college, but I’m still thinking about it now…

I’m really looking forward to it; you’re handed so much more individuality at college compared to at secondary school, and you’re able to choose subjects you actually care about.

Some people (okay, mainly Jen…) say that the subjects I’ve chosen aren’t proper A Levels, and that I should be doing things like Maths and Science. Why should I? I have no interest in those at all. I’m doing more creative subjects, which for me, are fun. Sure they’re not that hard (I’ll probably take that back when I start doing them) but I guess limiting myself to how much I spend on each subject will be hard.

Media Studies, Music, English, ICT.

All things I love, so it shouldn’t be too bad. But then again, I’m not exactly worried about the lessons themselves.

I know that I’m going to look like a complete freak in some of the lessons. I can picture it now; we’re in English or something, and someone says the word cheese. I sit there giggling my head off, and receive odd  glances from everyone in the room. I’m labeled then and there as the  girl who will laugh at anything, which is probably a true title for me.

I guess I’m worried about what the first week will be like. I’ll know people there, that’ll be fine (I hope) but it’ll still be weird not seeing Kimi and Frazz at lunch and breaks.

God, I think too much.

I know it’ll be okay.

But I still can’t stop thinking about it.

Which is stopping me revise… even though I really should revise… ARGH.

So before I start typing random words of annoyance, I shall go, and vent my feelings on something else… probably xanga =)

Luff wiikkii

<3

A few weeks ago I was invited to a 12 year old’s disco for her birthday. I was invited because she was inviting my  mini-me (Rachael) and thought that I’d like to go with her. I did, however Rachy could not go as she was going camping with her family and friend at a music festival. “Hmm” I thought “But I still want to go to Ceira’s celebrity disco”. I came up with a cunning plan; I asked Ceira if I could take Kimi and Frazer along with me. She said yes, although the following day she dropped a bombshell: I could only take one.

[Cue dramatic suspense music]

Eventually I decided to take Kimi with me, seeing as:
1) We had already bought our outfits
2) I see Frazz out of school more than I see Kimi
3) Kimi needs to get out more =D

As we couldn’t decide which celebrities to go as, we settled for stars as celebrities are indeed stars. Alack, this did not mean dressing up in huge star costumes (To Fraz’s disappointment), it simply meant dressing up in anything starry. Being obsessed with stars, I of course had more starry clothing than Kimi, and ended up looking like a starry freak. I was proud, Kimi was proud, so we left for the partay.

Bearing in mind, my head hurt a lot before the disco, and as we could hear the music from miles off (okay, slight exaggeration seeing as it only took 10 minutes to walk down) I knew that it was not going to fun for my health.

As we reached the Village Hall we could hear the music more; it was Valerie sung by Amy Winehouse. Despite the awesomeness of the song, we asked if he could turn it down so that my head would not explode. That was the first time we realised that the man behind the sparkly sign that read DISCO was pure evil; instead of turning it down he turned it up! How very dare he.

To make  Charles proud, we danced like freaks like the whole night. Some songs we thrusted (okay, I thrusted and Kimi admited defeat as she realised she cannot thrust. It was a sad, sad moment). Some songs we danced out a move from Music and Lyrics, and other songs we did a cheer from Bring It On. Others we acted out; Summer Lovin’ saw the love between me and Kimi as we serenaded each other at the back of the dimly lit hall. It was a beautiful moment, it really was.

A few of our favourite songs were played: H2O, Valerie again (sung badly by Amy Winehouse lookalikes), Rockstar (sung badly by..well people really), Umberella, Reach, Everytime We Touch, Bleeding Love (only joking, I ran out of the hall at that point. Crappy crappy song!), and of course the all time disco favourites:
YMCA , Macarena (that I can’t spell, let alone dance!), I Am The Music Man, Heads Shoulders Knees and  Toes… more that I can’t remember right now…

Another run in with the evil disco man ( who was called Richard Carswell. He should have been a car dealership man with that name) was when he said “I’ll do requests in a minute!”. Kimi and I walked out to find him sitting in the car, smoking (obviously the stress of playing music at a 13yr old’s disco was getting to him) and asked him if he had Video Killed The Radio Star or Gimme More. He told us that he had Gimme More, and that he would play it soon.

Did he hell!

He played all the damn requests (including 3 Queen songs), and the conga FOR THE SECOND TIME, but he did not play EITHER of our requests.

We were annoyed.

Another thing that annoyed me, was that there wasn’t that many people there, so we could have taken Frazer! Ceira said that he would have scared her little brother, because he’s so tall (and manly =P) but Sean Quigly was there and he’s taller (not that manly though) than Frazer.

All in all, we missed you Frazer =P

For about 2 hours after I came back home last night, I had ringing in my ears because the music had been so loud.

Two quotes from last night:

I could kill a man, but I could never pop a balloon.

It’s like clubbing in hell!

That endeth my story.

I hope you enjoyed it… if not, SCREW YOU!! =D

Peace out and all that shizz

Luff Wiikkii

OXO

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I have amazing friends, I really do. I couldn’t wish for them to be any better. I could go on and on about how much they rock, but I’ll just talk about today.

I went into town with Kimi, and as always Luas came with us. 23 (eek) pictures of pure randomosity and madness.

We tried to plan our outfits for the party (I’m sorry Frazz, but I realised you were right - Kimi needs to get out more =P and I see you more than I see her outside of school) and decided to dress as stars because celebrities are stars! Kimi found a starry miniskirt =0 and I found a matching starry dress. We look ahmarzing =) [Lots of piccis will be taken on the night]

We found a circus skills/ live music/ lil kiddy shizz thingy near the church…. and decided that we were gonna have our faces painted. I had a rainbow with a cloud and sun painted on my cheek, and Kimi had stars and swirrls. We looked amazing…so amazing everyone was grinning at us, thinking that we were complete freaks…which of course we were!

We had a race on the weird pedal things- I think I was pretty darn good!! (kimi shut up! =P)

Theeen when I was picked up we went to Staples to sort out my sister’s computer / finale problems… In a nut shell, none of the disks she was sent would be seen on the majority of the computers we have…. it was a random selection; it would work on my lappy but not hers, which is the same as mine. No logic behind it.

So we asked the guys at Staples what we should do; this one guy looked at Catherine after she’d explained and said “all I got from that was computer”. This other guy (Neil) stepped up and tried to sort it out.

I have no idea what happened after that, cause I wandered away with my ipod… dancing round all the aisles in Staples.

2 fricking hours later they were still there. I’ve never been in a shop for so long.

I stood with them, throwing sarky comments now and again =D and then went and sat down again… a few minutes later I stood up and immediately this elderly couple walked up to the chair with a  trolley, picked it up, and walked away with it in the trolley. I don’t know why, but I found it hysterically funny.

I’m off; I have food =D

Luff wiikkii

OXO

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Normally I like living near a green; whenever i want to , I can go run about on it =P (not that that happens a lot…) but right now I hate it

If I just happen to look out of the window, I can see this emo and his girlfriend kissing… and other stuff…and to be honest, I don’t reeeally want to be able to see that…

Especially seeing as I hate this guy. Gah.

My exams are going fairly well, well I’ve only had two so far =) RE was… interesting. There was a picture of a family, half Japanese and half English (or normal as Amy said)  which kind of put me off what I was writing…

French Speaking today was really good; my role play was about going to a pop concert (I chose to take Kimi and Frazer. Lucky lucky people) , my presentation went well, and she let my  choose my general conversation questions (so of course I chose the one that had Kimi in it, and the one where I say babysitting). It was going so well… and then she asked me a yes or no question , and I said “yeah”. Oh yes, my french is THAT good…

She told me at the end that I should get an A*. So YEY!!!

A guy in my year (Alistair, for those of you who know him) has just cycled down my drive. Wearing lycra shorts. Oh yes, it’s allll go in Baschurch; it’s so exciting!

Well I’m off, and so are the lovely couple.  Thank golly gosh for that.

Luff wiikkii

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Recently there’s been this one thing on my mind.

This one person. A guy.

I can’t do anything about it, I know I can’t. But he’s always on my mind. Always there. Not that I’m complaining; I love him being there.

I know this blog is completely pointless and that I should come right out and say this too him, but I can’t.

I’m too damn scared.

Anyway, I’m pretty sure he knows…

Luff wiikkii

OXO

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Copied and pasted from my xanga onto here for Frazzle =P

Soooo I was pestering Frazzle yesterday for not letting me go to the concert he was playing in today… and I finally cracked him =)

Got a textivous from his this morning telling me to ring his mum for details =P

Sooo I went along, with Catsi, and we managed to find a seat… where we couldn’t see anything… It didn’t matter at that moment though, cause it was randomers playing clarinets who I didn’t know… Then when Frazzle’s group came on, the only person we could see was… Frazzle =)

Woo! We couldn’t have planned it any betterer =P

He looked so adorable! In his white shirt and black bow tie… I was overwhelmed with the feeling of… well gigglation really =P
It sounded really good =) [[Obviously Frazzle had a lot to do with that =)]] but the other groupy thing (with Kitty in it) went on waaaaaaaay too long…and I could only see the percussion dude.. who kept nodding like a chicken… oddness.

Like Frazzle, I’ve had a nice weekend. Lazing in the sun, attempting to revise. Yesterday, I went through the 2nd to last topic for blodge, and my  blodge exam is in 2 weeks, so I’m preetty confident with that… I know all of my french speaking =D I’m so happy about that. I can’t wait for my froggi exam, cause after that I can focus on the other froggi stuffle.

I won’t bore you with exam shizz anymore… just wish me luck!! =)

Luff wiikkii

OXO

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So I was doing my music evaluation thing this morning, and I was having to count bars. I kept confusing myself (music maths is not the same as maths maths. God Dammit!) and so my sister stepped into help. She counted out loud, using her fingers, obviously trying to patronise me. All I got out of it was that she counts on her fingers in a weird way. She uses her little finger as 1, her fourth finger as 2, and so on, until her thumb is number 5.

All through my life, I have used my thumb as Number 1 and my little finger as Number 5. So there we were, arguing over who counted on their fingers in the normal way, when my mum walked in. We questionned her over who was normal, and so she began to count on her fingers.

“One…” she started, lifting up her little finger. I cried out no! and ran to find my dad. I asked him to count on his fingers, and he proceeded to do the same as my mum and sister had done; start with his little finger first.

Looking at the distress on my face, Catherine said to me, “Ha ha! You’re adopted!!”

So there you have it, I do not belong to the Wilson family.

So then I texted Frazer to ask him how he counts on his fingers (The reason I chose to text Frazer, was simply because his name was the first I came across, below the people who would not appreciate my question of general wonderment. Next time I speak to Kimi, I’ll ask her.)

His reply was “with your little finger first”. Dammit. I thought I could rely on Frazer for being slightly abnormal too!! But noooo he has to stay normal with everyone else.

(Pause while I ask 2 other people so I am able to judge my abnormality)

Alexx: the thumb

Danni: the thumb

There you have it. I’m not odd.

Dammit.

Ahh well, at least I learnt I’m not part of my family… shucks.

Update on the shampoo//hair phenomenon… my hair today feels crap; I have not washed it yet. It hasn’t even been 24 hours since I used treseme. Shocking really. Until I can get hold of some of the stuffle Frazz suggested, I shall use Sunsilk, so that my hair is silky =)

Luff Wikkii

OXO

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Here I am again!

The subject of this blog is: Shampoo.

No, I didn’t use a random word generator for this, I’ve just been thinking about shampoo.

Wow, I sound like a moron.

I found these shampoo samples in a magazine this morning, and because they’re a well known brand, I thought I’d try them. So there I was, lathering up my hair with this shampoo, and suddenly I thought “Golly Gosh with buttons and cheese MY HAIR IS GOING TO FALL OUT!”. My hair had become all clogged up with this shampoo, and when I ran my hands through it, I thought it was going to fall out in my hands. I’ve never experienced that feeling before, and I never want to again. T’was not a good feeling.

After I got over that little panic, I let my hair dry. It smells kinda rank. It feels alright; but not nice. I thought at one point that it could be because the shampoo was past its use by date, but the magazine was only from last month and I’m certain that shampoos last for longer than a month.

So there endeth the lesson: do not use treseme.

The other thing that I was thinking about when I thought about shampoo was that, why is the name Sham-poo? I don’t understand.

Understand. That’s another stupid word. What are you standing under, and why does that help you grasp the fact?  Surely standing over it would be better, so you could see it from a higher view? Yesh, that makes sense. You overstand things, not understand.

There.

I should be the person who makes up words, mainly cause they interest me more than other things =P

Not EVERY other thing, just a lot of things. I like words. I’m a freak. There ya go =)

OXO

Luff wiikkii

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So my mummy bought me a new singstar today, for being such a good lil girl and doing well at school =) [You can almost see the halo].

It’s one of the best singstars ever made [apart from the one with Mine and Frazzle's song on it =P]

Without trying to put him off playing on it, this singstar has Umberella. I am so, so, so proud to say that when I sang it, I ended up with a Singstar for it. I am that good at that song. Oh yeah baby!

So really, that says that I’m a vair good singer or that I need to stop listening to that song.

I also got singstar in Hey There Delilah. But then, I guess I’ve heard that song a lot.

There is no point to this blog, so off I toddle!

Luff wiikkii

OXO