oh eddie

visited nottingham university today and was completly suprised at how much i liked it.
after going to exeter last week, i didnt think that anything would compare, but uhm. it did, and i am now very confused as to where i would like to go

over the trips to universities in the last few weeks, i have developed a fondness for the eddie stobart vans. this is probably only because the journeys have been really long and it makes a change from looking at road and trees and the fact that they all have different names (tulula-korinna, marion-elizabeth, etc)
and i'm now going to shutup as i realised how very sad i sound....

hello nice shoes

i don't need you but i would like you very much please

cancelled lessons

yet again, more lessons have been cancelled. so i have the whole morning off which is quite lovely, even though i woke up at the normal time which i would on a school day. i blame that on my sister, speaking loudly.
so i know have about 2 and half hours to kill, and i highly dout i will do anything productive with this time.


i think i will fill this post with useless information instead

• i want to go to exeter university really bad
• i neeed my haircut but i dont know what to do, any suggestions?
• i am ridiculously hungry but too lazy to go downstairs and make something
• i also neeeeed new clothes as my wardrobe is lacking in anything nice.

anddd MICHEAL JACKSON DIED LAST NIGHT

i don't geddit

could someone kindly explain to me how the male species think/work?
it has been puzzling me for the last few days, and i would really quite like to know.


i have nothing else to say right now, apart from the fact i discovered a lump on my neck which i am really rather worried about..
bye bye :)

'i give a super blow!!'

The snapshot of the night

Well tonight was fairly eventful.
We met a criminal bike-driver, a rapist and a man with nice teeth.

We started off the evening in wagamamas, then progressed to a falling over in the street by myself (i blame the new shoes!). After bartering with one of those bikey men we struck a deal for a lovely £4 for a ride in his cart. Unfortunately for me and katy (and for him i suppose) the ride was cut short (very short in fact) when we were stopped by the po after approximately 5 metres, uhoh! So this dilemma meant that we were now stranded on our feet. Luckily, a handsome fellow (with rather nice teeth) came to our rescue, offering us another £4 deal, and taking us a longer, faster and more legal route.
Next stop. Eds. Katy and i indulged in a fantasticismo chocolate milkshake and requested a little bit of elvis, which unfortunately we never heard. By this point, our feet were starting to ache, and we believed it was time to shimmy home.
This is where we met the rapist, who actually did not actually rape anything or anyone...as far as we know. His stares were creepy, and his face was revolting, he made us very scared. So scared, we ran off the train into the safety of mrs fog's car.


Now that was a life story. The End :)

old

just found these pictures on the family computer and they put a little smile on my face.

ah year 9 & 10, you seem so long ago

today was

different.

• i was woken at 5am by a bird tapping on my window. after me hitting the window twice and 45 minutes later it finaaally went away, back to its tree or something. i then went on to dream about running a fish market. i dont know how this can be explained?
• amy and i started a 'i hate men' society and spent free periods and lunch making some propaganda. by the end of lunch there was 6 of us, making anti-male flags and a list of reasons why males succk (smelly feet, lack of personal hygiene, etc..). I found all of this rather amusing, even if we were laughing and acting like a little bunch of children :)
• maths was not fun. i am not a fan of trig (what am i ever going to do with sec, cosec and cot?!). i am also not a fan of ms.baldwin who wanted a seating plan and made us do strange area solving.
• me and katy had an interesting conversation about our days so far, our holiday to france this summer (woooo) and the purpose of earwax (apparently it is a good thing, or so the internet says..)

we win

this would be the lovely building i spent 4 hours of my day in.

was so scared the whole way there (court of protection) and then got told to basically f off by judge jackson. so i spent the rest of my time writing my name over and over again and listening to the other peoples situations, some of which were quite amusing.

the result was goood as we won and the old tramp adrian left gutted.

i am now quite relieved today is over, despite the fact my mum is now, to quote her, 'as pissed as a fart'.

so

last exams were on friday and they did not go particulary well to be completly honest. but then again with only like a day and a half of revision, i only have myself to blame.
atleast they are over now.

saturday, charlotte and i took a little trip to whitechapel. took us a while to find the place, but when we did, it was pretty cool. struggled to fill a £10 bag due to my dislike for rumaging, so charlotte helped me with that one. got waay too many scarfs than i know what to do with :)

and now i am sitting in my mums room, bloody scared about court tomorrow.
1. because speaking out infront of a group is something i totally suck at
2. because my mum and auntie are really panicking
and 3. i have no idea what the hell to wear, ahh.

although im scared my sister just came in and shared her 'sketty hoops' with me, woo.

welcome to patchaaa

TAKE ME BAAAAAACK

I got back from Portugal two days ago and I want to be back there now soso much. As soon as we drove back into Enfield, i realised how much I hated and how much better it is over there. Even with the silly little late night upsets, it really was great. The nights were so good, starting at Garage Bar and always ending up in La Bamba for the last song (Wonderwall) of the night and making friends with the people that worked there, TARQUIN <3

I miss it already. Yep, I'm sad.