Mmm Shins..

I have intentions for this to be a long post. However, the probability of that being so is kinda low..
So we'll see..

Anyway, the picture. We were waiting for a friend to get out of French, so as we walked towards the classroom, I saw this and had to stop. I don't understand what the hell is going on (I don't speak German) but it made me laugh (probably because I don't understand what is going on) and feel happy that the universe has been good to me this week. Apart from my immune system, but it never listens anyway.

This week has been pretty nice so far.. I'll give you a wee rundown..

Monday
-"You're all looking pret-ty fine this morning" - Head of Sixth Form
-"I don't wanna be standing here like Rosey No-mates" - Vice Principal
-Maryland cookies in Physics
-Battered sausage supper for lunch (real fooooood!)
-Got my Lnat results.. I got 23 out of 30, which doesn't seem to be too bad. Nice.

Tuesday
-"You have to be aware that people may try to take advantage of you" -Headmaster during assembly for 4th +5th form.
-Wasted an hour trying to find somewhere that could print off a picture within the school grounds.
-My maths teacher wrote 'sex' on the board and didn't notice.
A note was passed that read "She wrote SEX on the board!" I replied "Oh, didn't you know? differentiation is all the rage these days.. long winter nights and all..."
-We then rewrote 'Industry' by The Modern to be mathematical. "You can be my indice...."
This may seem sad.. and it is. But there isn't much for us to do in school. We certainy aren't going to integrate trig functions.
English was fawesome! We got coffee and m&s shortbread biscuits (half dipped in chocolate- oh yeah... you know that's good) and we read some more of the play. The play is supposed to be a tragedy. We find bits of it hilarious. I love the part I'm reading.. aaand I managed to deliver a line with such prefect sleaze that everyone burst out laughing (this is quite a feat for me) and I even got my teacher to laugh properly (she normally rises above such things).
- Watched ep4 of the L Word. I luffed it. With both ear lobes.
-We went out for a Chinese. We made it our challenge to finish the bottle of Southern Comfort that they had to bring out of the storeroom for us. Although I couldn't actually participate because I was the mofo in charge of driving, but them being drunk makes me feel drunk and some ace conversation was had (far too innuendo-ish for the eyes of an innocent bystander)
I didn't get to see the female sumo wrestlers programme, which was disappointing. I have also missed America's Next Top Model s7. Tyraaaaaaaaa! but anyway.

Wednesday
- It's half day Wednesday. What's not cool about that?
- "You are at a time in your life where you are going through a lot of changes, physical changes" - Headmaster, during assembly to 2nd and 3rd form.
- Sex was still on the board in Maths.
-Talked about my essay writing skills (or lack thereof) in English, I have to stop faffing around apparently. 'Faffing' is a technical term. If a teacher uses it, it must be proper.
- Played Experimented with slinky springs in Physics. We were investigating magnetic fields.. and then the effect of combination of slinky springs and stairs. Scientific stuff.
- Went to Virgin Megastores (what a great name, I wonder if foreigners ever get confused) to get our See-Ess-Ess tickets.. and we did.. and it will be the sex.
- Got a ben and jerry's hot fudge sundae (with hot caramel). So much sugar.. *twitch*
- My Shins' album was waiting for me in Mr. Postbox.

And that is as far as the week has gone.
Tomorrow is my school's open night. I automatically get to show people round.. This would probably be fun.. who doesn't get a little excited about running around school after hours? except that it goes on from 5.30 - 9.30. That's too long.. I can't talk to parents for 4 hours.. They'll ask me questions and I won't know answers..
erk.

Ah look.. I'm all out of steam.. And I was gonna evaluate myself and bore you all to death. ho hum.

Better luck next time?

Hearing
Wincing the Night Away - The Shins [Spilt Needles has taken my fancy so far]
The Dream of Evan and Chan - The Postal Service
Helicopter - Bloc Party
Scissor Paper Rock -Architecture In Helsinki
Delirium Trigger - Coheed
Saturday Remix - Rachael Cantu
Boys Wanna Be Her - Peaches

~Over and all out

0_o

hullo.
I am hell.
Also; I think I am a lot more Northern Irish than I realise.. Everytime I go to England I get surprised by how strange the people I meet are. Example; in an Italian restaurant, girl at the table next to us doesn't know what a 'cal-zone' is.. which I guess I can forgive, maybe not all pizza joints in England are as extensive as Guiseppe's.. but then, she goes on to wonder if she can order a chicken caesar salad without the chicken..
...am I missing something?
maybe I never bump into the right people..
Anyhoo.. another thing I have noticed, which I may have mentioned sometime before, is that when most people try to make their voice louder, they make it higher and with more volume.. I tend to make mine lower.. which does not help at all..
*chuckle* Diego just ran into a door..
Oooo, you know what something really pretty is? The sunset, but seen from a plane above the clouds.. it goes on forever..
When I was little, I used to think that if I could just open the plane door I could run about on the clouds.. and it would be like a little world that was all mine..
I still really wish you could walk on clouds.. and jump around on them and lie on them and.. yeah.. somebody give me my cloud world!
Hmm I am going to go and make a new CD for myself..

This post sucks.

I am sorry.

~Over and apologetic

dem bones..

I've decided that photos are a fantastic way to waste some screenspace. So I intend to use quite a few in this post ^_^
That is.. if photobucket will upload them, so I can rotate and shiz..





Anyway. It is Sunday. But there isn't really that much sun. And it is rather nippy out. These environmental factors combined with my immune system (crappy as it is) giving up completely after my exam stress adrenaline ran out.. does not bode well for me..
Symptoms
1) Three mouth ulcers. Three.
2) Head feels like it's in a vice. A vice with jagged jaws.
3) All available sinuses are blocked and sore.
4) Stomach is being picky about the food I put in him- will return anything unsatisfactory.
5) Lung and general chest area are investigating reverb through the medium of coughing.
6) I keep rubbing around my eyes, it was suggested that this may be something to do with #3 and me subconsciously wanting to rub my sinuses to oblivion.. or somewhere similar..

So to cheer myself up, I watched ep1 and 3 of Dirt as well as rewatching ep1 and 2 of Darkplace. If you are wondering why I skipped ep2 of Dirt (which you might be...) it's basically because Paradroid said that there was a gay drug dealer in ep 3, and, y'know, I'm a sucker for gay characters.. most of the time. There seem to be quite a lot in Dirt. By quite a lot I mean 2 or 3(that I noticed). And I thought I might get confused if I didn't watch the first ep to find out what the deal was..It was odd seeing Courtney Cox not being Monica.. but I think she sorta pulled it off.. And also Shannyn Sossamon with long hair.. Anyway, the drug dealer was classy.. I liked the way she said 'shit', 'really...?' and 'narc'. (I'm also a sucker for voices: see Moennig, Katherine)
And Darkplace made me giggle.. There's something about intentionally bad dubbing and flying staplers..
I should really buy the dvd...
"I'll kick your ass so hard you'll be able to build a pool in the foot print"

"A dark door had been opened and it would be hard to close because it was abstract and there weren't any handles."

Ah so today.. I did some art.. If you can call it that.. That is what the pictures are of.. Sometimes I think it would be nice if I drew happy things, like puppies and flowers. I even have a puppy. And yet they wouldn't be as interesting to me as the demented stuff that I do actually come out with. Is that just me?
I guess drawing/painting half-crazed things gives me an excuse for it to be crap..
Picture Ingredients
Acrylic paint
Food colouring
Drawing ink
Mud
Ribs
Brambles
Charcoal
Red thread.




I could say what it's supposed to resemble.. but that would spoil the fun..
Mm.. I just washed my hands... they don't look as if they belong to a murderer anymore..

Hmm... I feel like I'm writing differently.. maybe it's because I'm hungry..

I may just stop now.. As I doubt I'm getting anywhere... I always forget what I was actually going to write about.. Bummer.

~Over and *stomach rumble*

[schmedit]
So today in assembly, the maths department did a presentation.. It was to do with golden ratios (I heard golden showers) and phi and fibonacci sequences et cetera..Which was all fine and good.. until the last slide in the powerpoint came up with the title 'God, the master creator'. I was probably the only person in the hall to stifle laughter and be like, 'whaaat?'
I found it strange.. and as if the maths department had hurredly gone, 'shit!' god!' and just put that slide on at the end.. as if to round it off with a good old 'God did it.'
Anyway, did you know that credit cards and four-fingered kit kats are in the golden ratio?

I wish all Monday mornings amused me so..

Sharp Darts

Diego appears to be sleeping....


But oh no he's not!
He's trying to steal my pen, and get awway with it!


Once aprehended, he huffs..
He didn't want the stupid pen anyway.


Instead, he accosts a sock.
Poor sock.


So puppy has realised he has teeth. And that teeth can bite things quite well..
I came home after my mechanics exam to see my headset on the floor.. strange... the cable doesn't usually stretch that far..
*picks up headset*
Oh. Shit.
Two well chewed ends of wire...
yummy.
I am not very confident in my wiring abilities... so amazon got a booty call.. ^_^
No more playing with vocal settings on garageband for me.. =(

Yargh.

I have my English resit tomorrow.. I have to write 2 essays in 2 hours. This troubles me. I am more of a 'ponder for a few days before writing' kinda gal. Y'know, do some research, talk about it a bit.. then sit down and apply it all.. And what bothers me more, is that I know the play and the poetry that is going to be on the exam.. and I could probably talk about it for an hour. I just can't write about it in the right way. Grrski. And I do kinda really need to pull my marks up... =(
Stupid A-levels.

Maybe if I had to write a random, rambling blog entry which doesn't attract attention.... I'd be a top English student...
Damn the luck..

~Over and essayed out...

Meet Diego/Digby..

Everyone, (probably Cat) this is Diego/Digby...
He is cute.
He is a puppy.
He is cute.
He chews things.
He is cute.
He sleeps sometimes.
He is cute.
He tries to play with my other dog who is ten times bigger than him.
He is cute.
His nose is very small.
He is cute.
He can wag his tail really fast.

I love baby animals.. they're just so cute.. you can never stay angry at them..

Ahem, anyway....
I will be back to beef this out later..

~Over til later..

Computing by candlight..

So romant-....not..

Ahem.. So my lights are off..
Not my electricity as such.. just my lights. Although the 'tricity was off earlier..
Damn weather..
Being all strong and powerful..
Anyway..
Just to prove that I am in fact, using the computer by candlelight.. I took a picture.
It's very surreal.. Technology and well.. not so technology side by side..
And just because I was bored, I labelled bits of the bombsite that is my desk area.. Extra points for recognising unlabelled items!!

Did I mention all the stuff going on with my house yet? Ah well, I'll say it again..
My house.
Is old.
Some bits are older than others.
My house is a hybrid of centuries.
Sometimes I think it's alive.
'Cos it makes noises.
That sound like murderers in the night-time.
Yeah.

So we notice some water coming in the window.. but not through the window, like above it.. as if it's coming through the concrete (crumbs!).
::ring ring:: 'Hello Mr. Builder?' 'Would you like te come and look at me windies?''Grand'**
So Mr. Builder comes and has a look at the windows (and the shed roof which is sorta.. frisky..).
He says there's a little bit of a gap between the window and the wall, hence the water making a break for the comfort of my home.
He comes round the next day and takes off the bits of wood/plastic around the window and what do you know? there's about an inch of nothingness! and at the sides there's a couple of mm gap.. with big holes between the inner and outer walls where the lead weights used to be..
so that's why I freeze my ass off all the time.

Anyway, that was all just boring background.. I woke up today to the sound of hammers and saws and things.. and I come downstairs.. and they're bashing stuff, and destroying it and..
I can't join in =(
because I have revision to do..
And later they move outside and take rooves off and knock pillars down and.. and...
*puppy eyes*
I wanted to..

Stupid Physics.
With its, "Oh I know what will really confuse the fuck out of you, CHEMISTRY!"
Had I wanted to ever see the words 'ionic lattice' again, I would have done Chem.. not Physics.. So don't put it in my exam and then proceed to ask about the SHM it executes, whilst also telling me about it's spring constant.. I mean, WTF?
There are no springs in ionic lattices..

Grr.

At least it's the weekend.. and that brings English and Maths revision.. grrrrrrreeeeat...not....

Oh dude!
Fire is fawesome!
Get a candle.. and something plastic.. and hold the something plastic above the candle.. It's like this invisible force is crushing and tearing it.. I'd forgotten how fun it is.. mmm fumes...

~Over and up in flames

[Spot the pyromaniac]

[Music]
The Sounds - Tony The Beat
Sparklehorse - Knives Of Summertime
Islands - Humans
Regina Spektor - The Hotel Song
Take Me Out - Biffy Clyro
Different Stars - Trespassers William
Cursive- Some Red Handed Sleight Of Hand

** Didn't actually talk like that, I just thought it would add more to the sparse story if I wrote it with some 'local colour'

Call this revision?

^ I do..
heyyyyyy....
balloons!



I should be revising. Physics. Or doing some English essays.. But I'm not "in the zone". I think I have yet to experience this "zone" but when that time comes, I will revise..Honest.

I did write out all of my Module 4 Physics notes last night though. And you know what? I love diagrams.. I love doing them all neatly and shading bits in and labelling them.. and they help me understand things so much better, eg. I now understand the graphical treatment of SHM.. [that sounds so awesomely like a sort of sexually deviant disease.. ^^,]
And I also love stupid diagrams as well.. like drawing a diagram of how something works/happens in layman's terms. Like, I dunno, a diagram of someone's FACE, yo.
Lists also kick ass too.. It's like, I'm totally unprepared for these exams, but if I make a list about it, then it's totally ok. I have a big list of things I need to revise and it doesn't matter that I haven't been able to tick one off [eyyyyy is anyone else getting my subconcious' innuendoes?] yet because I have a list.. I know that makes no sense.. Neither do I, so we're good. Good?

Do you know what a pretty great game to play is? Mr. Painfree.
Have you ever played it? You should, especially if you enjoy running with your imagination. You will need someone else to play it with. And a piece of paper. And a pen. If you want to be clever, two different coloured pens. If you want to be sophisticated, an assortment of writing implements.
You start off by drawing a stickman in the middle of a page. He has to be wearing a hat. Any kind of hat, but a hat.
This is Mr. Painfree.
One of you has to try and kill him.
The other has to thwart the assassination attempts.
How is this done?
Well.
The person trying to kill Mr. Painfree, draws something on the page like a missile.
Then the person saving Mr. Painfree either draws something to stop the missile, or changes the original drawing to something non-fatal..
It is a lot simpler and more fun than it sounds, you can get really wacky with it..
Here is an example:


Technically, you are not supposed to be able to draw anything on Mr. Painfree, but that went out the window in this^ game.
Anyway, play it sometime.

Hmm.. my mum just came home with two bags full of dresses for me.. which is great.. except I don't really suit dresses.. but I will save that for some other time..

It's Wednesday, it's all downhill from here.. So enjoy it ^^,

~Over and out

Music That Made This Post
Stars - Counting Stars On The Ceiling
The Sounds - Queen Of Apology
Tegan & Sara -Superstar
Michelle Branch - Are You Happy Now?
Cursive - Into The Fold
Brand New - Degausser
Tegan & Sara - Hype
Viva Voce - From The Devil Himself
Cursive - Art Is Hard
Architecture In Helsinki - Do The Whirlwind

[Did you really read all of this? I'm impressed]

So yeah...

mmm... Monday Monday Monday...
Mundane!

First day back at school today.. eek.
I am not used to being awake when it's still dark.. And I can't pay attention to anything until about lunch time..
However, one thing I learnt today was the purpose of a button on my calculator..
In Physics, we were suddenly told about the ENG button.. Which makes life soooo much easier when you're playing about with things that are x10^n. Why didn't they tell us about this button before?! Y'know when everyone was really confused about the subject years ago?
...
Yeah.. I'm talking about a calculator button, I'm that cool...


So anyway, it's about 8pm, feels like it should be 11. Grr. School is messin' with my internal timing.
We watched the Age of Innocence again in English... After a minute, we remembered why we didn't watch it in the first place.. So my friends and I resumed our watching-it-with-murder-conspiracy-in-mind attitude to make it go by quicker. It didn't work. But it was still fun to say things like "I will murder you" in stage whispers after the character spoke.. They all talk like psychopaths.. and whenever anybody cuts a cigar, the music goes all murder plot like.

Mm.. I need a life..

Maybe posting a picture will help =)



I may be in that photo.. or I may be the one taking it.. you decide..

You know what is really annoying? Whenever I'm not trying to type stuff on this blog, I think of things that would be ok to type.. but then I forget them and this whole thing ends up sucking and being random. =(

I might just stop. And start to write things down. Obsessively.

Aaaah.. Art tomorrow.. That means I have to bring my work in, you know.. the work I haven't done.. apart from those two canvases which my teacher will dislike. Maybe I can distract her with Cam talk.. yeeeeeaaaaasss....

~Oh-ver and ow-t

Can you feel your heartbeat racing? Can you taste the fear in her sweat? You've done this wrong.. It's too far gone..These sheets tell of regret.. I admit that I'm just a fool for you... I am just a fool for you..
..Here is where we both go wrong..


[ed] p.s-
Guess what? Thanks to the doctor.. I get to do something called the Salt Water Sniffs... I wish I could video my first attempt at it..

G'Afternoon..

bonjour...
eeek...
[moan]I'm an adult... I don't like it..
And Christmas holidays are nearly over..well technically I suppose they are over, seeing as it's the weekend now.. but anyway.
I still haven't done any revision.. but now it's sort of important.. You see, now I have fooled some smart people into offering me a place, but they, being smart people, have specified which subjects I have to get As in. One of them is English =(
I SUCK at English exams.. really. I do.
Why is something good never straightforward?
[/moan]

So anyhoo.. have I ever mentioned how much I heart thumbholes? I have some in the hoody I am wearing right now and they're great.
They keep the main part of my hands warm while I type.
If I'm cooking, I don't need a teatowel to lift up a pan.
I can pretend I have mini-boxing gloves on..
They make me feel more snuggled.
If you don't put your thumbs through them, they are little windows for your watch.

That's all I can think of right now about thumbholes..

mmm here's a question... If I were to go somewhere this summer, should I go to Canada or mainland Europe?

aand now I'm being told I have to go and sort various horses out.. they are funny things.

~Over and off..
"Life is too short to stuff a mushroom"

...

^You may have to turn your head sideways, I'm not sure quite how blogger is gonna roll with the orientation of this photo.. Mind you, it will probably look better the wrong way round. Hum.

Things I have learnt today:
Food colouring could probably be an alternative to tattoo ink/ clothes dye.
PVA glue being on the floor is never a good idea.
Trying to avoid walking on a certain part of your shoe is difficult.
Throwing food colouring is mega-über-fun..
Trying to define shapes without wrecking their qualities is tricky business.
The price of a North America Rail Pass is $1054.
The time it takes to get from Toronto to Vancouver by train is 3 days, 2 hours and some minutes.
The UK tax me £94 pounds to get a long haul flight.
Canada taxes me... 43p.
The idea that exercising when you have funky lungs will help clear them is not true. It will make you fall over in a spluttering heap.
Skype has a wider vocal range than I do.

~Over and easy..

Shiiiny..

"So this is the new year.. and I don't feel any different.."

Eeeek!
It's 2007! that sounds awfully old.. 2006 sounded kinda young, funky and friendly.. 2007 sounds scary..
Perhaps that's because I will actually have to grow up during the course of it, I'm not really sure..
But at least the French agreed with me and tried to say "Non" to 2007..

So what did I do last night? Why I watched Withnail & I and got a tad tipsy... I love Withnail & I. R.E. Grant is superb.. and I really love his coat. I would perhaps even say I heart it..

Here are some quotes, they probably won't be as funny out of context but oh well..:
"I don't advise a haircut, man. All hairdressers are in the employment of the government. Hairs are your aerials. They pick up signals from the cosmos, and transmit them directly into the brain. This is the reason bald-headed men are uptight"
"I have a heart condition. If you hit me, it's murder."
" Look at that. "Accident Blackspot"? These aren't accidents. They're throwing themselves into the road gladly. Throwing themselves into the road to escape all this hideousness."
"I must say, that represents a level of hypocrisy in you that I'd previously suspected, but not noticed due to your highly evasive skills."

Mm.. that's taken up a good wee bit of space..

So yes, New Year's eve/ morning was not what I expected due to a few things... Mostly, the weather.
There's something about watching a heavy roof being lifted up by moving air that makes me not want to go out. Especially when one of your car's headlights decides to go on holiday. Aaand when going out in any direction means encountering either numerous trees, or waves. (I'm paranoid about trees falling on me and waves crashing on your car's windscreen aint too great for the visibility)
Next year, somewhere in the Southern Hemisphere methinks.. or at least somewhere warm with no wind gale chill.

As for resolutions, I don't have any. Well I do, but they're not new and so don't really count..

I will soon be an adult. I still look like a 15yo. This does not equate well.. I wish I had style. You know, movie style. Where you can wear anything and still look fantastic.
I will be able to vote. but for who? I don't like NI's politicians. Can I just pick some people that I like instead?

I have exams soon. Like 11 days soon. This worries me a great deal. However, I have done NOTHING about it. Why is this?
Will being an adult make me more able to motivate myself and actually do things, instead of just hiding behind a cushion until they go away?

This is all I can think of blabbering about right now.. Will bebacksoon..

Over and oot..