Wednesday, 30 December 2009

well well well

hello there muffins! long time no see!

very sorry but ive been busy as per usual but even more so. I thought I should have a little update. warning, it will probably be quite a long update. here goes.

So, it's been Christmas recently. Hope you had a god one. Me did. We got a wiiiii. oooooh.I now have a lush and tres and vair expensive perfume which makes me smell like a lovely thing on lovely smelling pills. ha! Rob got a laptop and bought beccy a monkey. wahey. Isla has had a splendid time playing with the tinsel and on Christmas day we did something a lil crazy. Ha on the telly it just said "Discover the art of crochet." Well i'm certainly inspired.
Anyhoo on Chrsitmas day me and emily and beth (yes, it was a beth and beth sandwich), went to church wearing our pyjamas. Oh yes. How controversial!

I had to work on Chrsitmas eve. That was quite fun. Twas v busy and Clare came dressed as father christmas. Gee had baubles as a necklace and I had my loverly green tights on. the sale has well and truly kicked in at Jones the Bootmaker. People get crazay in sales. Mad queueing and stomping out because they don't want to wait and bla bla bla. madness i tell you. madness.

Emily bought me a paramore CD which im not allowed to listen to. ??

considering i havn't written anything for ages im finding it surprisingly sturugglesome to write something ammusing. I'm sorry.Maybe I need to spend some time with Robby rob rob.

Ooh it was Sam's 18th yesterday. His birthday. Not like his 18th time at a crochet festival or anything. don't know what he got.He won't tell me. It's obviously something really cool that ill be jealous of. Like a crochet kit. Or fire breathing dragon. Happy Birthday to Samuel.

Actually, yesterday was quite nice. Met up with Emma and Pete and Pora in body shop. yay. and spent lots of money. yay. :oD I now have the memory stick with all emma and petes wedding photos on so i can blow them up really big and put them on buses and things. it was very lovely to see them because theyve all been away at university and cycling arund cambridge and saving for morocco and things.

I recieved a terramundi for christmas. You know what that is? Its a pot.Not even joking. Its a pot that you put money in. But there is a catch.YOU CANNOT GET IT OUT AGAIN. im not even joking. now, this is a bit of a ew thing to me as I like to be able to get to my money. But now i can't. The aim of the game is to fill the pot up with lots of money and then smash it on the floor to get it out and soend it on nice things. which is generally how i spend my money anyway. this pot is for my gap year. i actually won't be able to spend it. gutted.

little shout out here. Michael Mc Intyre's Hello Wembley is quite brilliant. Buy it and die laughing.

infact i am going to watch the rest now. see yas soon likeee.

x

Thursday, 17 December 2009

BLA BLA

Rob just came into the computer room, skipped over to a computer and shouted extremely loudly, alsmot like a roar "WHO STOLE MY KEYBOARD?!?!?!?!?!"

now he's fighting with Jack. Looks like one of them is going to be thrown out of the window. Rob wants to go on facebook. It would appear to be an absolute necessity. Don't know why. Lots of swearing going on. La la laaa the wonders of tutorial.

So to update on the UCAS front, I have had two offers!!! One from my top choice so thats all goooodly good good. Three Bs. Come on. Anyone can get three Bs.

I thought Rob was going to give me a nice neck massage just now, but actually he was trying to strangle me. I am easuily fooled. Likewise, with Rob's jumper today... I thought he had actually put some thought in to his outfit seeing as the shirt he was wearing matched the jumper. But oh no. It is one of those stitch-a-collar-in-to-a-jumper-to-make-it-look-like-men-can-actually-dress-themselves jobs. Could have fooled me though.

Rob is trynig to escape tutor but Jack is chasing him round on a wheely chair. Jack just bellowed "You shall not pass!" and then they rolled down the corridor. Boys eh?

Now they're racing on the wheely chairs. Tactics are involved. Dear goodness.

Thursday, 10 December 2009

The Lion King has landed.

Yo yo yooo sup man!
or even... yo ho ho ahoy!
Or even... yo ho ho merry christmas! ha!

This week has not actually been dire. Went to the cinema last night with Tim to see 2012. It was actually really convincing. Slightly terrified that im going to get crushed by the cathedral in 2012. Wahey! The graphics were amazing and there was only one kiss so that was good cos it wasn't all soppy. I am normally one for the chick flicks so I'm going to see New Moon next friday. Super wahey! We thought we'd make a day of it so we're going to go to Xen nooooodley noooodley bar and discuss the highlights of our fantasic first term back at college. All the laughs we have had and how we miss complusory high school Maths. No, seriously. No actually, not seriously.

My UCAS has been sent! And I have had five unconditional offers because they are all desperate to have me. Oxford and Cambridge included. Tis true. No, no wait, it's not. UEA and Birmingham have got my stuff though so at least the ball, as they say, is rolling.

New world develoment teacher is present in the classroom today. Give us an oooooooooooo. His name is Mustafa, or Mufasa as I shall probably call him. Like on the Lion King. He doesn't really look like a lion to be honest. Seems rather lovely though :o) Claire likes him, because she fancies all foreign peoples.

Rob's being Mr. Negative again. I just turned to him to ask for his wondrous inspiration as to what I should write next saying 'Has anything exciting ever happened?' He replied by saying, whilst frowning as per usual 'No Beth. No it hasn't. Nothing exciting ever happens. Le point? I ask you. Le point?!' There were also underlying tones wish whispered 'Emooo. Emooo.' Like some sort of cyber cow.

Incase you care, yes he is wearing a griffindor fan club outfit.

On with the madness that is report writing.
Smiley face.

x


Thursday, 3 December 2009

Hey. Hey.

Greetings

In tutor again avec The Team.
Jack has arranged a song for us to sing.

It goes:

"You are the love of my life
I wish that you would be my wife
says Rob."

So there we go. Just to update you on the rob's-wardrobe's-situation... he has traded clothes with a hufflepuffite and is wearing purple. I assume it is due to seeing a fellow griffindor fan in town yesterday wearing the exact same griffindor hoody. What are the chances?!

Paid for my UCAS the other day. Only to find that there is a mistake. Gutted. need to hunt down Bev Hunt (see what I did there) and tell her to give it back so I can amend it. Stupid BTEC codes.

I said to The Gang (different to The Team) when we were in maccars that "I want a boyfriend. help."

Sol said "hey."
I said "hey."
Sol said "That was my move. Did you see?"

Truth is, I don't actually want a boyfriend. I mean, I do, who doesn't, but I think it's time for me to just be me. With the big G. Not Georgia, but she can come along too.

Jack just said "hey."
I said "Hey"
Jack said "I think I'm in there, Rob."


I think that concludes today's rambles. Like in the forest with Georgia Nicholson. Except it's Jazz that goes for rambles in the forest with tom and finds cuckoo spit. yum?

x