Gap year SUCCESS? Interviews and journeys to Star Wars!

Hey what's happenin'?
I'm updating! Can you believe it? I can't. Onto more important things! For the third time, I've completely flopped NaNoWrimo. I've written about the number of words I should have written by now, but... Well, it's all over the place. Bits and bobs of about five different projects, in fact. I have a really short attention span.
Speaking of short attention spans, I applied for a ton of jobs a couple of days ago in a frantic dash of 'omg if I don't get one my mum's never going to speak to me again waaa', and I've heard back from two already! Hooray!
One of them (Next) no longer had the position going- apparently a website error on their part - so they were like 'we'll keep your details and phone you back as soon as something comes up'. Little do they know that it may be TOO LATE - As John Lewis jumped the gun and invited me to an interview this Friday!
Bwahaha. Apparently John Lewis is a great place to work, and pays loadsamoney! (BONUS) The only bad thing is that it's supposed to run for TWO AND A HALF HOURS - which seems really REALLY extortionate, but hey. I'll give it a go because a job there would be awesome.
So while that's at two in the afternoon, (ending at roughly half four, I suppose), my coach leaves at seven that evening. 'Coach for what?' you may be asking yourselves, 'what have you gotten yourself into now?'. Well, comprehensive stranger, that's simple.
Or not.
The STAR WARS AUDITIONS. Oh yes, yes, I have gone a little insane. But hear me out, okay?
I've always wanted to do acting, a bit - it's always intrigued me. When I write fiction, I always have to turn into the characters to write their parts - so I've always wondered if I could pull it off on tape. So I began looking to see what someone of my age (with no experience to speak of whatsoever) could do; namely, open castings.
And then... Star Wars are holding open castings?!
I looked at the character profiles, not really expecting to be taken at all by what they were- or not be able to relate to them in any way whatsoever (thus it be a terrible choice of first character to play), but I was wrong. Very wrong. And now I'm sad.
She's supposed to have lost her parents - whether they're dead or alive is up in the air - and she grew up in a rough city (I did too!). She's 17 - 18 years old (I'm 18!) and slim (I'm slim!), athletic (urm...) and beautiful (uh oh.). She sees the bright side of light and always hopes for a better future, and uses humour and blind courage to get through hard times (I do that!). You can see where I'm coming from now, right?
There are noticeable differences - namely in the way that I have my family - but she's not so different that relation, thus accurate expression of her character, would be impossible to me (a very new potential actress)! I feel like I could pull it off... I only hope that I get the chance to!

So I bought my coach pass to Manchester - it should get there on the Friday evening - and I'll camp outside the venue until it opens. (I'm not missing a chance to play a really awesome character like this!) The fact that it is Star Wars is both fortunate and unfortunate - I LOVE Star Wars (Particularly Harrison Ford), but I know that competition is going to be fierce, and I don't want to be overlooked. I have a lot to offer, and I feel like I'm competing with the world! (Which of course, I am!)
I also took my headshot for the casting thingy ma-bob. What do you think? Future Star Wars actress in the maker or horrible wannabe more suited to working in John Lewis?

Let me know what you think! Is it obvious that I'm terrified? I'm terrified!

BEING A DROP OUT and other fun stuff!

Hey guys, what's shakin'.
So I haven't posted here for a while. For SOME REASON my activity on this blog is still pretty high? (What's that about?) So I figured I'd come back and update you on THE PERILOUS WOES OF KAT.
(In case you were wondering, that's me!)

I'll have you know that I'm still as fabulous as ever.

So I disappeared because I actually found that I had stuff to do, not just any 'stuff', but worky stuff. Boring stuff. Stuff that really, no-one should ever want to do because it drains the soul and mind away from sanity and into the deep dark pit of depression.
That's right folks. A-Levels.

As you know (or don't know- I can't remember how much I actually wrote before I abandoned ship!), I flunked my AS'. Pretty badly. Then I was hell-bent on going to university to study Chemistry, so I had to work DAMN HARD to get there!
I came out with BCD. I was supposed to get BBB. THEY STILL LET ME IN.
And then, two weeks into the course (on the 14th of October, if we're being exact), I handed in my 'let me leave plz' form.

Yeah, I know, Matt. Just let me explain.

SO WHAT HAPPENED? Well, I realised that in actual fact, I'd been following my head instead of my heart. My logical side said 'TAKE CHEMISTRY, YOU CAN GO ANYWHERE', but my brain was saying 'NO THIS IS SO BORING YOU WILL DIE'.

Turns out, that when you're choosing your degree, you should follow your damned heart.

FUCK the people who say 'follow your head' or 'choosing something with jobs at the end of it' because I tried that, and it SUCKED. So yeah, I'm reapplying next year to go and do Business and Creative Writing, or something like that, because that's what I'm good at and that's what I like.
Sue me.

My grandparents hate it - they're being all 'typical daily mail' about it, which obviously makes me look forward to Christmas (:-) :-) :-)) ten times more, but hey.

So right, yeah. For now, I'm sort of trying to get a job (and by sort of, I mean 'I don't really really want one because at the moment I'm a little bit of an anxious wreck and would rather stay at home and write fiction all day every day'), and thinking about trying Camp America. (Cause that could be fun!) 

Working at Build-A-Bear taught me how cool (and sometimes bratty) kids can be, so it'd be fun to work with them and travel and do cool things all at the same time! Plus, staying in youth-crime central for another full year will drive me utterly mental.

I also have to actually sort out my UCAS, and Student Finance, all over again. Which sucks. Big styley. Hopefully this will be the last time that I have to do it, because it really is a horrible process.

Particularly the personal statement, which, by the way, I have to do all over again.

:I

Uni life was... Interesting though. It was pretty weird cause I actually went to uni with my best friend, so I didn't feel the need to make very many other new friends. When I go next year though... It'll be a totally different story. We'll see how that goes when the time comes, eh?

OKAY COOL I'M GONNA GO AND LEAVE NOW! I've got NaNoWrimo stuff to write (why did I agree to this) and more emails to send about UCAS and my future in general. 

Listen darl', water your heart, and let it grow

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Hello strangers.
I know, I know. You've probably forgotten about me! The crazy loon you still follow for one reason or another... I'm still not sure entirely why, but hey!

HEY!

I'm sort of back. No promises though, I've been pretty bad at keeping those 'I'LL WRITE MORE' statements, so lets go with the flow!

What you've missed:
- I abandoned my ideas for going to America for University. SAT revision + A-Level revision got tough, and I didn't even bother going to the SAT exams. Yeah. That failed!
- I applied to five universities in the UK to study Chemistry and have had offers from all five. Successkid.
- I took more exams in January - Six to be exact. I'm getting those results next Thursday.
- The next Readathon is on March 15th-16th, so preparation has begun for that.
- My best friend's girlfriend is being a total bitch, so much so that I don't hang out with him half as much as I used to. Sadface.
- I turn eighteen in less than two weeks. THAT'S RAD.
- My sister decided to take another gap year next academic year. That means I'm going to be the first of my siblings to go to uni. Gulp.
- I dressed up as the Joker. It looked like this:

I'm doing it again on Thursday next week (HA, results day, why so srs), for World Book Day (Or should I say, World Comic Book Day.)

- I started writing a book.

And that's what you missed, on GLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.

Just kidding, Glee sucks.

SO YEAH! Results day next Thursday! ...Wee. Honestly, I'm bricking it. I know I need to do well, otherwise I'm well and truly screwed for June. I'm already taking four exams; having another six (if worst came to worst and I resat them all) is totally totally suckish. I can do it, I just have to buckle down and work hard. But it's effort.

A lot of effort.

I'm so ready to go to University now. Every small thing that annoys me is just beginning to annoy me tenfold, and I'm not sure for how much longer I can take it. I'm ready to move on, go out more, and I think to top it all off- if the right guy asked? I'd probably date.

I'll update again, if zombies don't kill us!

New computer, SATs, and 'best friends'.

I think I could turn my life into a RomCom.

I kid with you not, my life is turning more and more into a film as we speak. What with the countless number of people who have asked me out, one of my best friends who is treating me more like a 'crush' than a platonic friend, and all of the stressful situations that arise on the horizon.
Yikes.
Honestly, I don't know what to think any more. I used to think that all of these people were ridiculous to like me as more than a friend - because honestly... What's to love? I'm a nerd, I don't go out very much, and I'm a bit of a loser. I'm not exactly ZOMG GORGEOUS either.
So, I really don't know.
There must be some kind of endearing quality about me, as someone recently professed their love to me via. Facebook, another by Facebook chat, another by a messaging service, and another through face-to-face. That's in the last month. I also know that ANOTHER guy has a habit of getting drunk and spewing random nonsense about me being fantastic to people who don't want to hear it.
Then I had all the stress about getting a job (which I no longer have, success!), monetary costing of the United States and whether going is or is not a possibility, this whole 'guy situation', school and grades needing improvement and blah blah blah blah blah.
WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

Regardless of all of my 'problems', life is pretty good, though. I have a nice group of friends, my SAT revision isn't terrible, and I have a job! Oh, and a new beast computer. :D

OH NO THIS IS A NEW COMPUTER AND I HAVE NOT GOT MY FOLDER OF GIFS D:

'We'd like to take you on.' I'M EMPLOYED

Hollister  FAILED
Republic  FAILED
Build-a-bear Workshop SUCCESS

Ah, so today I finally got the phone-call I had been hoping, praying, wishing and dreaming for. I had finally got a job.
And it's one at BUILD-A-BEAR. How cool is that?
I mean, working in a toy-store. I've always thought that would be awesome; and working in one as truly amazing as build-a-bear? Wow. Honestly? Thought I'd messed it up.

Apparently not!

So they called today and told me that they'd like to 'take me on', and I was all 'IAJSDFUSEURGSIJDRF THANK YOU!!!!!!!11111111!!!'
Playing it cool, Kat. Playing it cool.

They're going to phone me next week after they've figured out when people are going to start and stuff so that I know when I'm going to start and then I can do the training and be on an official payroll and be all official employee and stuff so weeeeeeee!

It's also obviously a HUGE relief to know that I can start earning some money of my own - I can actually have some spending money for uni, guys! And I'll have some work experience, so that'll make getting a job at uni far easier itself!

I've got a lot more to write, about friends and whatnot, but it's already 11:41pm and I am poopered.
Will write again tomorrow, so goodbye for today, internet guys!

Third time lucky? Also, AS RESULTS GYAHHH

Let's test the theory.

So tomorrow I have yet another job interview! Yes folks, but this one's at Build-a-bear. I feel like soon I will have seen the storage rooms of many of the shops in town. Never mind, eh?
I hope I get this one, but I guess that goes without saying. I'm just going to have to be really enthusiastic; emphasise my work with young children (as the student support rep, a fundraiser, an inclusion rep, participating in organising enrichment, eg.) and hope that it pays off.
Sigh.
I can only wish and eventually I'll get lucky.
Here's a message to all of you people who are looking for jobs. KEEP TRYING. Interviews do keep coming up, you just have to look like everywhere for them.
Eventually, EVENTUALLY, you strike gold.

"I'll grow wings and I'll fly."

On the 16th of August (YESTERDAY), I got my AS results. Surprisingly they were better than I thought they would be!
I got an A in Business Studies (Like a baws), a C in English Literature and two D's in Biology and Chemistry. Obviously I'm resitting all but Business, because I know I can do better - but they're definitely NOT U's!
ROCKING ON!

I knew from the very outset that I could have tried harder. If I'm honest, the A in business was a shock. But I also know that I'm perfectly willing to try harder from now on. It should be better - this time next year, hopefully you'll be hearing about an AAAA. Or an AAAB. Or something similarly high and awesome. Like me.

Not that I'm high. Woops. Really, I'm not.

On a completely different topic, I have a fantastic idea for a book on Wattpad. Normally, my projects expand and become too large to complete- so I am to keep this as more of a Novella; which has the prospect of having a sequel or two. It's going to be based on a series of manga books; character names and some events changed.
It's going to be fluffy. Romantic. Not that I'm romantic. The stuff people like to read on Wattpad! Could be super sweet.

WISH ME LUCK FOR TOMORROW GUYS I NEED IT SO MUCH AND SIFUHDGRUJFHGB :-)

Job Interview #2

Annnnnnnd action.

So last year I told you allll about my failed interview at Hollister. Boo. BUT, good news is that I have an interview at Republic tomorrow!

One of my god knows how many was actually successful on the first working day after I submitted it.

Now, due to form, I'm obviously PETRIFIED.
Ah well, I'm going to go and do my 'homework' for my piano lessons that I should have already done ages ago.
Because that's so like me.

Woes of unemployment

WOE IS ME.
Today I applied for a horrendous number of jobs. Not one, not ten. Heck, not even twenty. It must have been at least twenty-five, and I can almost guarantee that they're all going to come back in the negative. Much to my disgust.

Last time I went job hunting (around this time last year, actually), I found that actually I didn't need the money. The reason I wanted to work was because I finally could. I was old enough to have a national insurance number, old enough to manage my time... Heck, old enough to get out of the house and meet new people!
...Yet, as I'm sure you know, without work-experience, jobs are few and hard to come by.
So I gave up.

With university in the States on the horizon, I've realised that actually, money (and experience) is going to be an issue. Not only do Americans have bad public transport (compared to something like the UK bus system), but it means that I'm going to have to learn to drive, and buy, a motorised vehicle. I'm currently angling towards a scooter. Cheap, quick to learn, easy to buy, drive and care for. Simples.
But I have to get the money in the first place.

If I stayed in the UK, I would take out a student loan and use my 'college fund' per-say, for accommodation and social stuff like transport. In the States, I can't do that. I have to pay up front because I'm international and stuff.
Sucks.
Of course, I my family can still afford this, but due to the fact that my dad is going to have a larger hand in my finances, social stuff will become more tricky. 'Where did this money go?' or 'What was this?' will become common questions upon meeting, and the only way I can think of to avoid this is to have my own resources.
Hence the job.

Oh, and international students can't get jobs anywhere apart from on campus, and I really need to be working whilst I'm at university. Therefore, I need experience to give me the largest opportunity for employment.
/Sigh

So yeah. I've applied everywhere. From TGI's to Pizza Hut, to Next to Debenhams. E.V.E.R.Y.W.H.E.R.E. 
If they have a position going in a place I can travel to from my house relatively easily, I've applied for it, no doubt.

If not one of them gets back to me, I know that the 'work god' out there in the world hates me with a passion.

And of course, I'll know that I'm royally screwed.

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE LET ME GET A JOB.

WTH WHY and COOL UNNAMED FICTION PROJECT info!

Okay so this is probably going to be a short but ranty post... Then again, maybe not.
So, I got out of the shower a couple of minutes ago (quick, get the thought out of your head, perverts!), and waiting for me was a card? I was really confused, because it's the second of August, and my birthday's in March, (5 months ago) and Christmas is in about five months time too. ANYWAY, upon opening said confusing card, I discovered that it is a 'belated birthday card' (with a tenner in it), from the guy mentioned in this post.

Just gonna go ahead and say that he's probably not doing that good of a job of getting over me, huh?

SDJFIWJSNGFSIXZFDNJSDFKM.

Sure, I guess it's thoughtful?? Maybe?? But to me, it seems like he's trying to buy me? Trying to say, you know what, here's a card and some money, now text me back.

The weirdest thing is that it was definitely posted through my letterbox, as there is no stamp, no address. It's quite clear that he came to my house, dropped it, and left again.

Jeeeeez.

I feel a little bit stalked. 

Am I overreacting? Maybe I am. But it just seems really unsettling and rather awkward. I'm not entirely sure how to respond - maybe I'll just respond 'thanks for the card' in a quick text message, ignoring the usual pleas for attention in the form of 'how do you stay so strong all the time?' or 'talk to me please', 'have I ruined our friendship?'(what friendship???) or even the occasional 'hi x'.

This guy should probably have guessed by now that I don't really want to talk to him. 

TAKE A HINT, BOY. (As my business teacher would shout.)

Ah Mr. Valance, where would we be without your constant inappropriate drug / sexual orientation based jokes?

(eg. 'Do that worksheet like you did heroin last night!'

or... '"But- Mikey, I thought what we had was special?" "Sir, I'm not gay." "Oh, but I was sure- never mind."')

Speaking of stalkers and stuff, did you see what Rileyy_69 (-cough- CHAV -cough-) sent to Tom Daley (bad-ass British Olympic diver)? Outrageous. Someone shoot the kid.

...With a bb gun of course. Or not.

Mmm. Mr. Somerhalder.

On the plus side, my migraine's gone! Mainly, anyway!

BOOM BITCHES.

I've got a pretty awesome idea for a fan-fiction / original fiction involving superheroes. Hm. I've already developed a superhero in the past... Maybe I'll just use her for this? Or do I want to do it more about super villains? Perhaps I could even corrupt my superhero into a villain!

Decisions, decisions.

Hey, wouldn't it be cool if you read this, and then I wrote a best-seller? This, superhero novel, became a best seller? You'd have been one of the first people to read something by the most epic author on Earth.

Give yourself a pat on the back. c:

MORE POSSIBLY IMPORTANTLY

I'm working on a project with maybe (depending on whether he cops out or not) the assistance of Adam (him again?), for other budding authors. 

Basically, we know how hard is is for authors to get started on original fiction of their own. We're basically providing the 'stepping-stone' for this process, if you like.

We're creating a world for the sole use of fan-fiction writers. We've got a map of a whole new world, a back-story for this same world, a logical reason as to why the supernatural (eg. Vampires and werewolves) exist (for people who like writing in that genre), and a hierarchy of power. We're currently developing a time-line of events that affect the ruling of the country / empire; as well as the country / empire itself; a number of characters that people can choose to use in their own writing, and the development of scenery and society.

Neat huh?

The idea, in the end, is to have a 'book' you can 'buy' (download) from the kindle store, and from the 'iBooks' store that contains...:

• A map
• A back-story of the world - where is it in connection to the Earth, why does it exist, how is it sustainable?
• Descriptions of the provinces in a large amount of detail.
• Characters- their origins and thus personalities described and explained in the form of short fictional extracts.
• Minor characters, named, aged, gender and loosely described. Designed to be moulded by the writer.

The idea is that people can download this for FREE and begin a fantasy writing adventure. We'll want to create a tag for 'tumblr' where people can search for other chapters of stories other people are writing, get in contact with either 'fanfiction' or 'fictionpress' and get them to open a category for it, and watch it evolve. If all goes well, people should become a tight community revolving around this fantasy world.

Now, people can write whatever they like - they can destroy the empire, or blow up the entire world in a HUGE meteoric display of fireballs raining from the sky. BUT, people can choose to follow set regulations whereby they can create a character and follow the main points of story. If they choose to do so, they can also submit their stories to myself, and whomever else chooses to monitor the project. 

Eventually, we should have a healthy bank of awesome stories. ALL of these will be accredited in another free book that we will publish (or their pen-names, anyway) and this will then allow for people to have their name seen by many! We'll put in our extracts in stuff from the previous book - leaving it up there anyway, for people who want to participate again regardless of the deadline - in the new one, and add bits of other people's stories, corresponding to the timeline.

We should end up with an awesome fantasy book, full of loads of different perspectives about the same time period, and get a real, well-rounded view of our fantastical society.

As afore mentioned, the entire project is 100% absolutely and totally free. NO CHARGE NECESSARY. We know that a lot of people who would like to participate would like some kind of reward for doing so, but we can't afford that. And entry fees? We don't want our participants to have to pay!

Cool, huh? I KNOW. I'm a genius.

...

I think the same song's repeating on my PC over and over again when it's not on repeat? Why is this? ...Oh wait, it is on repeat. Better question then; why didn't I realise this before when I put the music on over an hour ago? I mean Paramore's great, but I've had quite enough of 'Miracle' now.

"LET'S LEAVE THIS ALL BEHINDDDDD-", Indeed Hayley. Let's do that. 

The Past Seven Months

So, over the last seven months, my life has been a enormous pile of shit  little bit busy.
January
New year happened. That's always fun. It was cold and rainy. That's not so fun. My brother turned fifteen, and that's kind of cool... although he always seems older than that. He's taller than me now, you know. That's a little bit disheartening, but never mind, eh?
February
Valentines day. Alone. Again. I'm beginning to wonder if my choices in men might be a little bit too picky, but when I'm dating the next 'Robert Pattinson' or 'Alex Pettyfer', you'll be sorry for settling. More cold weather happened; and by now most of my new years resolutions had already been broken.
March
I turned seventeen! ...It's not a very exciting age, actually. Quite a bit of an anti-climax. It's like when you turn sixteen, and you can suddenly LEGALLY have sex.People who haven't already had sex, however, generally don't change that (at least not immediately), like me. That has also applied with my learning to drive. My provisional license is safely tucked away in my wallet, unused, shiny and new. Another new years resolution was broken.
April
Next to nothing happened in April. I swear. We had some typical April showers, a little bit of nice weather... but that's the lot. Yay England.
May
Here's where the fun starts. Revision for exams, mass panic, taking exams, mass panic. We had the typical week that the British call 'summer', and basked in all of it's glory whilst it was here. My mum turned fourty-seven, and I TECHNICALLY finished post:16 year one; dependant of course on whether or not I have to go back and retake the year due to a sheet of U's.
June
This was the month where we were technically broken up for summer, but we sort of weren't. Finishing post:16 #1, the school immediately decided that it would be good to start teaching us next year's stuff. So whilst year 11's were free, we were not. Until July. Sucks. 
My dad's birthday and father's day were in here somewhere, and I'm pretty sure he was out of the country in either America or Morocco for those. It's a hard life for some.

Oh, and my best friend ambiguously stated that he may or may not like me as more than a friend.
July (The funnest (that's not a word) month of all, and conveniently this one.)
Broke up from school. That was fun, until I got bored about a week later. Now I have nothing to do and spend the vast majority of my allowance on bus passes so that I can go to the central library to slowly but surely work through my Chemistry textbook in peace.
I found out / realised that pretty much all of the male friends I have had (that I have considered somewhat close), have liked / like me as more than a friend. There are also a few that I wouldn't consider friends, merely acquaintances whom have also done so. That's at least nine people (recently).

I don't understand it either Ron, I really don't.

What is even so special about me? I don't even know.
MOVING ON - I've found four universities in England that I am going to apply to in the Autumn! Yes, universities. It has come to THAT time, the time where we begin to consider where I'm going to end up this time next year. That's not scary at all.
Lie.
Anyway, I'm looking at doing Pharmacology - because it's basically as creative and innovative as Chemistry gets, which is pretty damn sexy. You look at drugs you already have, their physical matter, how they work and what makes them tick, and then you alter the make-up of them slightly and test them again until you get something amazing that could possibly change the world. Like a cure for cancer, or a solution to the desire for immortality. Perhaps even a cure for a zombie disease that could take the world by storm. Who knows? All I know is that it is COOL.
The universities I'm looking at are Kings College London, University College London, Bristol and Bath. They're pretty decent, so I'm keeping my fingers crossed for solid D's (at minimum) across the board for my a-levels this year. Maybe then I can grovel ask for my target grades next year to meet the minimum requirements for entry.
However.
PLOT TWIST TIME.
I'm actually thinking that it's more likely for me to study in the United States of America.

Yes, seriously.

I've been looking mainly at University of Southern Florida (FL) and the University of Boston (MA), but there are obviously other options as well. As an effect of these considerations, the other day I actually booked my SAT tests (the american acceptance - end of high school - tests, kind of like a-levels but not at all like a-levels in any way). The good news about the SATs is that a lot of the tests are multiple choice (why can't English tests be like that???), but the bad news is that I have to learn maths again for the reasoning test. And not any kind of maths.
Geometry.
American universities also generally don't do Pharmacology as an undergraduate degree. AKA, I would have to take Chemistry or Biochemistry or Biomedical sciences, and then take Pharmacology as a graduate degree either here or in the USA.
That wouldn't be so terrible, but with Chemistry, Biochemistry and Biomedical sciences in the states comes Physics and Calculus* (*AKA. Super complicated brain wizz maths).

Couldn't agree more, Scotty.

But you know, the USA Further Education system almost looks too good to pass up. These days, as long as you can get a decent scholarship, prices are just as cheap as the UK (Thanks a lot, fee rises!), so now my parents don't see it as so impossible. Obviously, it does rely on my attaining a scholarship, but I'm just going to hope for the best...
I hope they like British people.
I reckon it'll be worth the cracks about my accent, the words I use and the way I do things. American Further Education is far more like an expansion of high school than the English version- you still have very time-tabled classes, and a variety of classes rather than a set of lectures around a specific subject. The sense of team sport - team in general, actually, is quite refreshing as it is / was quite absent in England, unless you go to Oxbridge and partake in something like rowing.
Me. Rowing.
Me. Oxbridge.
HA!
In the states, however, they have teams for everything. Both USF and UB have teams for-
Wait for it...
QUIDDITCH.
I kid you not. Quidditch. Guess which team I'll be joining!;-)
Probably the biggest downfall about studying in the states, bar the reliance on scholarships and the distinctive addition of maths, is the rooming. Generally you are required to live on campus in the first year - which is obviously fine, I mean where else is a Brit supposed to go?, but you generally have to share a room with someone else.
Obviously individual rooms aren't co-ed - Dorm buildings can be (thank god), but I'm generally not one for getting on particularly well with girls? And I've heard various scare stories and what-not about the types of teenage girls that live in America, and they sound (sorry to say so) worse than English girls.

DON'T EAT ME

It's just that I'm not a particularly... well... girlish girl! I'm obsessed with the zombie apocalypse, I love gaming, I don't really care about make-up, nor do I wear it (other than eye-liner), and I haven't had a boyfriend. I'm just not the 'typical' teenage American Girl; and I don't know how that will affect me. Particularly if I have to share a very very small space with someone who is.

In other news...
My dad's also been off with me this month - My mum says it's because I'm going to be moving away (perhaps 3000 miles away) and he isn't particularly fond of that idea. I say that if he's not, surely he should be nicer? :| It's not making me particularly resentful about leaving, that's for suresies.
We don't spend much time together any more, not as much time as he spends with my brother and my sister, anyway. So my mum (who had also noticed this) talked to him, and made him realise that this was true. Then, when he came back from London, when he went for some training thing, he asked me if I should like to go to the new Batman film with him.
Of course I said yes, didn't go with my group of friends, and now this has happened.

-THURSDAY-
"Hey, Kate - it's a bit late, so I think we'll go on Friday, yeah? Friday nights at the cinema are always best."
-FRIDAY-
"I'm a bit tired today, but we'll go tomorrow, I PROMISE."
-SATURDAY-
"I completely forgot that we were going to Oxford today, but we'll go tomorrow, at about two?"
-SUNDAY-
"I'm really tired today, and it's already 11am. But I feel like I'm letting you down - we'll go tomorrow, I PROMISE. I'll go and book the tickets now so that I have no excuse not to go on Monday."
-MONDAY AKA TODAY-
*Doesn't even mention it* It's now 7:50pm.

You see what I mean? He obviously doesn't care that much about spending time with me. If my mum hadn't bought it up in the first place, I probably wouldn't even be thinking about it, but now that she has I can't really shake it from my head. It's just how insignificant he's making me feel. It's getting to me.
But I shall survive.
A friend of mine, Adam, (remember him?) has offered to go with me to see it on Wednesday, and I'm just going to take him up on his offer. He won't bail on me.
Hopefully.

People. This, is why I don't ever trust anyone completely. People let you down. The only person you can rely on to get things done the way you want them is yourself, wholly and absolutely.
Pessimistic, perhaps. Realistic, absolutely.

So yep, that's the last seven months. This month is clearly in the most detail, which proves that my memory has a lot of holes and is clearly not very reliable, (which doesn't bode well for results day). If you want to share something with someone to get it off your chest, but most likely want them to forget about whatever it was that you told them, I'm definitely your girl.

One final note-

RESULTS DAY IN 17 DAYS AND I FEEL LIKE SHITTING A BRICK. 

I wont as that is scientifically impossible, and if it was possible it would hurt like hell. I think receiving a sheet of U's on the 16th of August is going to be painful enough without the excretion of a brick.

OH WELL I'M SURE EVERYTHING MIGHT OR MIGHT NOT BE ABSOLUTELY HUNKY-DORY AND WHO IN THEIR RIGHT MIND EVEN SAYS 'HUNKY-DORY' ANY MORE BAR ME BUT I'M NOT RIGHT OF MIND ANYWAY SO I WOULDN'T COUNT IN THAT POPULATION OF PEOPLE THAT YOU WOULD BE SURVEYING IN RESEARCH CONDUCTED TO MEASURE THE NUMBER OR RATIO OF PEOPLE WHO STILL ENGAGED ON A REGULAR BASIS IN SAYING OR TYPING THE PHRASE 'HUNKY-DORY'.

Have a lovely summer!

Hunky-dory. Bah.

New years resolutions part dos - Failed or Succeeded?

Apologies in advance for the absence, and this time it's been a long-un. I'll try not to let it happen again, because I know that you guys would miss my witty awesomeness. No promises though.
Anyway, about what must have been seven months ago now, I made a list. A list of things I'd like to achieve - much like the vast majority of the world - and never really thought I could keep. They were called NEW YEARS RESOLUTIONS. Here they are once more, and to make things more interesting, I'm actually going to review whether or not I have actually kept to them. Here goes!
-Cough cough-

Keep my room clean (Ha. Hahaha. Ha. -Looks at floor covered in things with no clean space in sight- Safe to say I've already failed that one.)

Keep on top of my work (Uhm... Relatively? Although due to the fact that it is summer and I currently haven't been set any work, it's difficult to judge whether or not I have succeeded.)

Learn to drive (The closest I've gotten is sitting behind the wheel, minding my dad's car whilst he nipped into the Chinese to pick up our food. So no.)

Pass my AS Levels (We'll find that one out in about a month's time. YIKES.)

Create a increasingly successful Youtube channel (Nope. Still want to, just haven't gotten around to that yet...)

Write more original fiction (Hahahahaha, no. Fanfiction, yes. Original? Nope.)

Get a job / volunteer (I HAVE VOLUNTEERED. Once. Then quit. For reasons I'm sure will be explained later.)

Be cooler than usual (I have decided that this is unquestionably impossible.)

Update this blog more than usual (...No comment)

In conclusion, so far this year, I have been a failure and kept 0/9 resolutions so far.
Go me!

There's much more to say (about what has happened over the past seven months and fo-shnizzle, but I'll put that in a later post, otherwise I'll have nothing to talk about and wont update!

LOGIC.

Toodles!

Happy apocalyptic new year!

This is the year we're all supposed to die- 2012! Not so cheery, but in the same way, kind of exciting! Isn't it?

...Maybe i'm just insane. Quite possible!

So I struggled to come up with 'resolutions' as such today; I actually felt like the things I need to improve on, I'm unlikely to stick to? I don't really have the MOTIVATION to go through and make sure they happen. Therefore, I've come up with something new for this year.

List of things that I would like to / should do, that may or may not be achieved by the time we're all supposed to die on the 21st of December 2012;

• Keep my room clean (Yeah, right.)
• Keep on top of my work (Hahahahaha)
• Learn to drive
• Pass my AS Levels 
• Create a increasingly successful Youtube channel
• Write more original fiction
• Get a job / volunteer
• Be cooler than usual (impossible!)
• Update this blog more than usual

There. My list! c:

Have a wonderful 2012 guys<3

A month overdue post; Sorry about that ^^;

Hm, yeah. Last posted on the 27th of November.
Eeep. That is a bit late. Sorry folks.

No really - I'll try and be better.

But no promises ;D

ANYWAY;
I hope you all had a wonderful Christmas season! I did, spent a hell of a lot of money on other people, and now I'm broke. But it was worth it! From what I can gather, everyone liked their things, so woo!

Christmas break is going horrendously fast - I was already supposed to have started on my work to get back on top of things... but you know me - master procrastinator and all! My mother told me the other day that I might have to think about putting my writing on hold for a while whilst I catch up with my work; and it was painful to hear. It was painful to hear because I realised recently that writing's really what I want to do with myself (writing fantasy fiction, in fact) and that everything else seems kind of mute now.
Unfortunate, when you're in the middle of your A-Levels.

And I already know what my parents will say. 'You might change your mind later.' and, 'keep your options open.' both of which of course, are perfectly valid statements. However, the motivation that I had to make those things happen has suddenly dissipated; which leaves me in a state of unfortunate sadness.

On the plus side, I think I passed some of the tests I was given before I broke up for the end of term!
(Hopefully veering away from the solid stream of 'E's I attained last term...)

Note to self: Buy more paper. You ran out last term.

Why didn't I ask for some for Christmas? Oh right. Cause it's not normal to ask for paper for Christmas. Then again, it's not normal to ask for a 'we know' Skyrim shirt either, and yet...
I got one.

Aww yeah.

Speaking of things I got for Christmas, (and believe me, I got some cool ass things! (Think the bike I showed you a while back, amazon kindle and MORE) )  I got this awesome book titled 'you might be a zombie and other bad news'.
Now most sane people probably wouldn't see this as a good thing. But I'm not most people, and I'm certainly not sane. I'm one of those crazy people who believes highly in the chance of a zombie apocalypse, and this just helps along my theory.

So I'm going to explain to you exactly what this books tells us that just might encourage you to change your mind about my complete insanity.

And don't just shrug it off. This stuff is science.

1. Brain Parasites.
No jokes, there are actually parasites which reside inside of people's heads. To be precise, they're called Toxoplasma gondii.
"Well yeah blud, but what does 'dat bug gotta do with zombies?"
Good question, simple minded chav! Well, simply speaking, the 'bug' has an ability to control the thought processes of the brain that it inhabits.
In fact...
There is evidence to suggest that when this particular parasite infects the brain of a rat; it is aware that it can only be bred in the intestines of a cat. Knowing this, it politely encourages the rat to move towards the cat; technically offering itself up as a nice tasty snack.
Mmm, brain parasites.

That's not even the scary bit. Did you know that every one in two humans is infected with toxoplasmosis and doesn't realise? Heh heh heh, maybe you're one of them... maybe i'm one of them!

...braaaAAAIIIINNNNSSSSSSSS

2. Neurotoxins
Goes a bit without explaining, doesn't it?

There are tons of poisons out there in the world... why is it beyond us to believe that some of them could cause us to look dead? Well, whoever does believe that are wrong because there are a select few that do in fact communicate the look that we actually are dead.
Neat.
The bad part is that when brought back, humans enter a... trance like... state. No memory, can only perform simple tasks like eating, sleeping, moaning and shuffling around.

*cough* Zombies *cough*

Haiti shouldn't only be famous for the earthquakes you know. In Haiti, real life people were created into zombies.
CASE STUDY:  Clairivius Narcisse 1962 - Declared dead by two doctors, buried, and seen walking (stumbling) around the village eighteen years later.
Turns out that some creepy-ass priests used a 'zombie cucumber' (jimsonweed to you and me) to zombify people to get free workers on sugar plantations.

Heartless or what?

Nevertheless, as much as they can be turned into zombie like people, nothing has been proven to make them cannibalistic and brain loving. ...Not yet, anyway. Mix the parasite and this poison together... See what you get? Zombie.

There are plenty of other reasons too; I just can't be bothered to sit up here all evening explaining them to you, and scaring you till you can't sleep.

Speaking of which...

Amnesia.


Have you ever played it? It looks brilliant.. and as much as they say you must immerse yourself, it looks like a game about which you absolutely could NOT immerse yourself in. Not because the graphics are shit, or it would be really hard to; quite the opposite.

Because it could cause you mindmeldingly painful brain damage.

More so than zombies.

I'm considering getting it; but will have to laugh all the way through to hide my fear. Maybe I'd get my sister to play with me - then again, her gasping and jumping whilst I play video-games almost makes me more frightened than the actual experience itself.

Have a nice 'rest of break', and a wonderful new year! I'll see if I can drag myself back to write again soon! <333

Oh yeah, and for those of you who love me enough to want to watch it, here's a cool video I made while playing Nancy Drew on the computer! 2009 games for the win!

Back to basics, MRIs and MRAs

Doctor Who- sorry, Hu, was a big meanie.

She was really grumpy and it didn't exactly work my trust up in her... then she decided to test my reflexes and whack my joints with a weird medical hammer-y thing. I didn't actually think they did that in real life. But they do. Just in case you were wondering.

The good thing is that she told me that she really doubted anything was wrong with me at all! She doesn't think that I'm epileptic, or anything like that, so YAY! Yet, she told me that there's also a tiny risk that I have a BRAIN HEMORRHAGE so I've been booked for an MRI and an MRA scan of the brain. 

ACK.

So that's nothing to worry about or anything....

Oh yeah! And the en-suite in my parents bedroom has the only working shower- and now THAT sounds precarious. Like it's about to fall through - and if it does, it will probably take the wall between the lounge and the kitchen with it!
...Yet, my dad won't fix it.

Starting next week, I intend to spend nearly all of the 'free's' I'm given at school ACTUALLY studying. I've realised that I could be copying out the textbook into my own notes on this trusty little notebook in my free time - writing the essays I should be for English, as well as actually reading the Kite Runner - and learning the key terms for Business Studies. Because as much as the majority of Business Studies is simply common knowledge, I know that some terms I won't just know. Like 'Matrix', and not as in the movie. What the actual-
Which also means that you could be seeing some study notes as blog posts in the future! Huzzah if you're doing a-levels in the same things as me; not huzzah if you're not!

CHRISTMAS IS SO SOOOOON FOLKS! It's so so close and YAY
It's the 27th of November, meaning that it's actually 28 days away. Only 28 days until I reveal my new bike to my eyes! HUZZAH!

This is it. Isn't it BEAUTIFUL??? Screw that crappy thing about my school bag always whacking into the tire on the front of my bike and hello vintage beauty!

Mmm, it's even got it's own little stand!

Ah it's Sunday. The day of things to do, the things to do today.
To do:

• Make Breakfast - I recently mastered the art of making french toast so making breakfast for myself is not only easy, but freaking delicious too. 
• Write the Act 3 essay for English that was actually due on Friday. (And this is why I have to use my studies more productively)
• Write the Act 4 essay actually due NEXT Friday. (Hopefully that'll make up for it!)
• Write some of the Coursework essay I really should have been doing in English! (Gulp)
• Check for other homework due for tomorrow
• Iron a couple of shirts
• Shower, so that I don't have to do so tomorrow morning (I promise, I'm not a hermit! ...Yet...)

And that should (SHOULD) be all. If I have any free time after that, i'll probably be writing more fanfiction (Which I got back into! Huzzah!), planning Original fiction (If I publish a book, you'll buy it right?;D), or playing Skyrim, which still hasn't gotten old.

So what do you know, this turned into a relatively positive blog post after all!

My dad went away to America earlier - at like 7:55AM to be precise. I don't like him being gone or anything; but it's like this aura of badness and stress has been lifted from the house.

Lifted away~

Dragon Language

Dragonborn Dragonborn

By his honor is sworn

To keep evil forever at bay

And the fiercest foes rout

When they hear triumph’s shout

Dragonborn for your blessing we pray

And the scrolls have fortold

Of black wings in the cold

That when brothers wage war come unfurled

Alduin, bane of kings

Ancient shadow unbound

With a hunger to swallow the world

---------------

Dovahkiin dovahkiin

Naal ok zin los vahriin

Wah dein vokul mahfaeraak ahst vaal

Ahrk fin norok paal graan

Fod nust hon zindro zaan

Dovahkiin fah hin kogaan mu draal

Ahrk fin kel lost prodah

Do ved viing ko fin krah

Tol fod zeymah kein meyz fundein

Alduin feyn do jun

Kruziik vokun staadnau

Voth aan bahlok wah diivon fin lein.

Sometimes, what we think we want and what we truly want are very different things.

Hi guys; I haven't updated in forever again.

/Reliable updater is reliable.

I have a feeling that i'm going to have to get better at it though. Otherwise I feel that my mental health is going to suffer severely from not being able to spew the crap in my head to someone or something. Usually I just unload it onto my mum, but I figure that that's not very fair, as she usually picks up other peoples stress easily.

The guy I liked... Things got complicated. We met up recently actually, more recently than you might think because I had to postpone the first time (for reasons that i'll let you know in a minute!) but when we met up I truly did have a good time. I truly do like him. We even kissed a bit. But that's beside the point.

The point is, I had to think about where it left me for quite a while; leaving him in limbo. It made me feel like a terrible person, and eventually I came to the conclusion that I actually didn't want a relationship at all like I think I did. I'm one of those people who is not only anxious, but also can't handle much change all at once, and at the moment I really do have to change a lot. For work, for family, for myself- just as a part of growing.

It's a lot of pressure; and generally I can handle it, but too many things and I know i'd stretch to my limit and probably hurt more people than I would save.

The reason the first time we were supposed to meet up got cancelled; let's begin with that and casually move the subject on.

SO, my opticians appointment.

Nothing is wrong with my eyesight! Nope. Nada. Zip. BUT something could be wrong with my brain.

You see, when she was shining the light into the back of my eye (and you can really creepily see all the vessels back there .__.) I fainted. Got a huge headache, blacked out and went unconscious for a minute or so. Now apparently that's NOT normal, although truthfully I don't think it's that big of a deal.

Apparently though, everyone else does.

I have a neurology appointment on Tuesday, with Doctor Hu. Not Doctor Who. I wish.

Boo.

I also feel kind of sick right now; my throat kills which makes me feel nauseous. Yay! -_-

I had to say no to someone who asked me out yesterday, too. 

Someone out there hates me, I think.

I mean, what would anyone even SEE in me?! There's nothing here! I'm really BORING.

Oh and I have three essays to write.

That's basically my life for the past 2/3 weeks! Oh, and i'm sure you know already, but SKYRIM'S OUT.

IT'S THE MOST AMAZING GAME EVER. I LOVE IT SO MUCH. I've killed... at least seven dragons, completed the dark brotherhood and the thieves guild or at least the main story) and met 3 Daedric princes. Life on that game... why can't that be life?! That would be awesome.

That's why I like that game. When my friend Adam (who's one of my best friends) was telling me about it, and telling me about how he likes to get lost in the game, I can't say I understood. I really can't. I thought it was insane; why would you want to immerse yourself so much that you forgot real life existed. So much so that you won't join an XBOX live party? It made no sense to me.

And then.... all of a sudden, it made perfect sense.

...Now I have to go for Chinese, and i'm going to post this before I forget that it exists! Thank you for reading, if of course you did. I'm keeping the faith that life will get better, and I truly hope that right now, so you should too! Oh yeah, and if someone could let me know how to respond to comments, that would be swell. Do I need to change the theme of my blog? I have no idea - but I don't want people to think i'm ignoring them because i'm NOT and I love the comments you leave!

RAMBLE<3

Milton Keynes, Skyrim and weird things.

I'M IN MILTON KEYNES AGAIN

I actually got back about a week ago; but hey, I never said I was good at keeping this blog up to date! I will eventually reply to comments and messages... when I figure out how...
Moving swiftly on!

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It's 10:35am, or at least, it feels that way! It's actually 9:35 - stupid clocks. Why'd they have to change? It's not like England's an immensely agricultural place now, is it?

Guy Fawkes day today, by the way! That day when everyone in England celebrated the failure and suicide of one man - nicknamed Guy Fawkes. That's probably my worst nightmare - being remembered for a failure, I mean - so I actually end up feeling a little bit sympathetic for him.

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Oh yeah, you know that guy I mentioned earlier? The one I 'liked'? Well, turns out he 'likes' me too, and we're going on a sort-of date tomorrow.
Probably.

Nothing's really set in stone & everything's majorly casual, but I can't help but be horrendously nervous. HORRENDOUSLY. Urgh. URGH. SO NERVOUS.

So I can't figure out if that's a piece of good news, or a piece of bad news!

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I have an opticians appointment today; the first one in five years. Should have really been wearing glasses for close range things... haven't been. I have a feeling that I'm going to be tutted at. Ah well, shouldn't have gone to specsavers.

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Now that all of that's out of the way...

SKYRIM IN SIX DAYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

My fellow Elder Scrolls fans; Dragonborn's everywhere - listen closely. Skyrim is going to be the best thing ever, and Friday the 11th the best day of your life - so stock up on crisps, your favourite drinks and snacks, because you're probably not going to be leaving the chair you park your arse in for at least a week.

At LEAST.

I actually did a biology mitosis video yesterday so that I wouldn't have to do it instead of playing Skyrim. (Yes, really! You can find it here! - It opens in a new window, so click it!)

Eeeeeeee!

The black hand / dark brotherhood looks amazing, as you would expect after the amazingness that it was in Oblivion; the thieves guild looks awesome - they have their own 'lair' and armour this time, for the winning! Their questline is bound to be immense too, but YAY!

You know, i'm just going to give you all the links & information I can about Skyrim.
This could take a while...

Behind the wall - Trailer

Concept - Trailer

Live Action - Trailer

Perks and unlockables - There is no class system, so ignore that as you're reading it; then read the comment posted by Julianos at the bottom!

Some Skyrim gameplay

ENJOY

Super belated post is super belated.

Morning all. Or, evening, rather.

I'm in a not good mood. Simply because my mum's taking over the front room a bit; and it's driving me slightly insane. So I explain that I don't want her to record that much on the planner in the front room, because I like it tidy, and she's now mad with me.
Not cool.
Not cool at all.

Cornwall tomorrow. Ah, the joy.
I dislike it. A lot- I don't want to go. Not only do I miss four parties, (Yes, four!) but I also miss bowling, free stuff and seeing the lion king in 3D.
At least i'm back for Halloween.

I have a lot of work to do over the holidays, so i'm not looking forward to that either.

Oh yeah, and I've found out that another one of my friends likes me as more than a friend.
Party on.

Splash; there's all the bad stuff!

I must remember to pack Risk before I go away! And some playing cards. In fact, i'm going to make a list of all the things I have to remember..:

Things to do before I depart towards my almost imminent misery:

1. Clothes. This includes some jeans, shirts and sweatshirts; because it's the English coast. Not Orlando.
2. Risk. Playing cards.
3. Work stuff! I don't want U's!
4. Charge phone, DS, camera, iPod & computer. I love technology, and i'm not going a week without it!
5. Wash bag. Hygiene is important!

So I've also just checked the weather. Rain. Lots of it. Taking a couple of coats and a mini umbrella now.

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Positive section of this blog post begins HERE.

I renewed my XBOX live!

...and I just realised how screwed up my priorities are. OHWELLXBOXISGREAT!

Everyday i'm talking more and more to the guy I like. Yesterday we swapped phone numbers - now he's texting me. SCORE!

It is half term! Even though I have to spend a lot of it working, and all of it in Cornwall, it's still a holiday! Sort of...

Speaking of Cornwall, the router's just been packed up. Ah. That means this post probably will end up being posted in the land of corn. Ironic isn't it? I hate Corn too.

*

 

As I thought, here we are in Cornwall, and I haven't posted this yet.

Things are looking cool! The sea's pretty choppy at the moment, but that's cool- I've just had a scone and i'm connected to the internet. As far as things go, that's good! 

I'm bored, but at least I have the computer. And a shower. None of this camping nonsense.

Going to buy a few things tomorrow for people back home - probably scarves, bracelets and rock. Rock as in the candy. I don't really like it, but the sell some with rude messages in that makes me laugh a ton.

Right, i'm going to actually post this now! Maybe i'll keep a log of my cornish adventures... Then again, maybe not!

Procrastinparty

It's just occurred to me that I seem to have picked up a habit of procrastinating things, by doing other things that I've procrastinated by doing other things.

I should be writing the English work, so I do the Chemistry.

I should be doing the Chemistry work, so I write the blog.

I should be writing the blog, so I look at the book of the face.

And that's too damn easy to procrastinate.

So you see, I've figured out that the true problem is simply that i'm lazier than words can describe.

Which isn't a great thing to figure out when you've just started your a-levels.

On the plus side, I have a free period first thing tomorrow morning, so I can crack down and do some work then! However, I also have a free period session four, which means that I COULD go home, if it wasn't for stinky tutor group being in the afternoon.

:insertprofanityhere:

Why does tutor group exist? It seems, that in upper 6th, it just exists to make you feel bad about not doing eight hours of study per day. It seems like, seriously, that is what it is. Nothing important happens, so everyone just sits there for 45 minutes, asking Mr Hutchings to let us go home.

Though we know he wont let us.

OH YEAH.

My Chemistry teacher, Mr Smith, did something COMPLETELY OUTRAGEOUS the other day. Seriously, I think they should make it illegal or something.

He wrote the wrong kind of 'their, there, they're' ON THE BOARD.

I can see you're screaming.

Like Chemistry isn't hard enough already with these atomic orbitals and stuff. I mean, I kind of get them? But if the orbitals are in subshells, and the (for example) P orbital is in a dumbbell shape with the nucleus in the centre, how are the electrons from further out shells also going to take the form of a P orbital without intercepting with the already there shell?

(I explained that totally crappily, and you probably don't understand a word of it, BUT I DON'T UNDERSTAND ;A;)

It feels bad to be behind already.

Feels bad man.

LIKEWISE; My Xbox live expired the other day.

Cry

More

Plz.

And I'm broke.

It's a party of bad vibitude!

On the plus side, I've done my ironing and washing today! Which means FREE TIME for me!

Sadly, it's already ten to six.

/Le sigh

My sister just came back from Paris! Had the nerve not to buy me any souvenirs:-( But I guess I never expected otherwise! Truth be told, I'm glad she had a good time! It sucked to be at home though, with my dad stressing me to 'feed the cats' and scowling at me for making lighthearted comments to my brother across the dinner table.

I mean seriously, I can't remember what it was, but that comment was VERY lighthearted, compared to how some of his friends say that they are going to 'batter me up' because of how I kick my brother off the Xbox sometimes.

'Batter me up'.

I'd like to see them try.

Beat my brother in an arm wrestle yesterday. Yes, he may be about a centimeter taller than me now, but i'm still godly in the muscle department.

LIKE A BOSS.

Anyway, i'm really getting annoyed with the controllingness of my dad at the moment. Not that it's legal for me to bet, get a full time job, get married, join the army or 'have le sexy times' in England or anything. 

Nope.

Not at all.

Sorry for the pessimistic ranty post, I'll try and make the next one more positive and cheery!

Have a nice afternoon / day / morning / evening!:-D