It was cold

It was cold, because it won't let me use italics in the title.

Rick said it wasn't that cold. He lied. I had shorts on, but that's not the point. We went climbing. It was fun. But very cold.

Microsoft Word. Doesn't allow incomplete. Sentences. Green underlines. Grrrr. Ooh, a red one now.

 

Oh, the hundred facts about me.

Ummm

1. I procrastinate way too much.
   
2. I like it when Word automatically puts a 2 on the next line.
   
3. I have trouble remembering my left and right.
   
4. This list will be nowhere near as well-crafted as Maura's.
   
5. Mostly because I am tired, as I often am.
   
6. I think I have already run out of things to say.
   
7. I shall carry on regardless.
   
8. I struggle with making up things to say on the spot.
   
9. I'm not going to make it to a hundred.
   
10. I am, but it will take a while.
    

There we go, I managed ten. Now I need some sleep, after all the strenuous climbing I've been doing.

Pylons&&Bridges

I went on a photo-taking walk today. Along the canal, past a lot of random people, then round over the bridge and back home. That makes it sound short, but it was a long way, and I was gone about two hours. And I took 89 pictures. (Y)
And I kept seeing the same five or six people on their bikes. One of them was Tom Burgess. Oh, what a weird moment that was on the bridge.

Maura told me to put the pictures up on here, so I'm about to figure out how. Shouldn't be too difficult.
Ah, there's a button specifically for it. How convenient.

Grass and water from bridge.
Hue slightly altered. Purple water (Y).

This looks a bit rubbish in greyscale actually.

I proper like this one.
1. It's dead good
2. It's like the logo on my old school uniform

This the tree outside Stromboli's house.
It's the weirdest tree ever.

There we go, four of the 89 I took. Most of them were alright, actually. I was quite impressed. Now I need to get a decent camera.

Maura also told me to write 100 facts about myself. I'll do this in instalments, which is a word I have problems typing.

This will commence next post. Remind me.

Mind you, next post could be tonight.

I have a new version of Firefox, which is exactly the same as the old one, except it won't let me use any of the add-ons I need to operate. Stupidness.

And away.

I couldn't think of an appropriate title, and it's too late now.

I would like to start with a quote, from Toryn's leftie anarchist Facebook group, of which I am now Shadow Fashion Minister.
"the tories are taking an absolute hammering in the poles". This conjured up images of people in blue ties looking rejected outside an igloo.

There are so many things I shoulda coulda woulda written in this blog, if only I had the time. As it is, I'm barely managing to type in a straight line, and ought to be carried off to bed.

Thoughts currently wombling around my brain:-
Kath threw salad all over Susanna.
I got up at three today.
The play has finished.
I'm about to watch Casualty.

That's about all my mind can handle at the moment. Further information may follow.

I hate English

But I'll come back to that. It would seem that I haven't posted in rather a while, and the reason I'm writing this now is to postpone making a start on my English homework. I'm typing this into Microsoft Word 2007, and it should appear on my blog without me having to go there at all. It's truly marvelous. And Word just corrected me by changing marvellous to marvelous. That word looks evil now. It is evil. Forget I ever said it.

 

Quote of the Day

[Friday]

Jonny: I'm on a right bender today.

Apparently this meant he was having a bad day. But we wonder …

I should post more often, then I won't forget them before I get round to writing them down.

 

Right, English. English homework. Essay on Lord of the Flies, for no good reason. It's ten o'clock and I haven't finished it. I didn't exactly start until not long ago, but that's not the point.

There, rant over. In fact, that wasn't even a rant. I'll go write a section about Jack Merridew, then go to bed. Woop.

Like Jackass, but shitter

First day back at school =/
Alright, but a waste of a day. We did nothing all morning, except timetables which took ten minutes. Lunch was just silly. Drama was a pile of shite, and bio was rather boring.

But, Explorers todayy. I walked down with Chris and Sam, and found Niall already there, with a fire, obv. We found a tent, and a trolley with working wheels. So we made a runway out of ex-tables and wheeled each other along it. Then we had a trolley rave, and Erin videoed most of it. My bit made the best filmage, obviously. Then we did some genius planning of what we're going to do, took some mintt pictures, then went off. Niall and I were going to walk along the path, 'cause we're well cool. So Niall said "I spit on your car" and promptly fell over a huge mound of tarmac. Oh, the hilarity.

Unpicking my history

I just posted a blank post =/

My beautiful hair is gone. I look like a pubescent seven-year-old. I had to have it cut for The Winslow Boy. But now I look too young for the part. Grrr.

I'm de-badging my Cub jumper, so I can pu tthem on my blanket, hence the somewhat overly profound title.

Eee, blogging at muchtime. No more of that, from tomorrow. =[. Lunch? Good idea. Now, I have Sims to attend to.

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Now playing: Rent - La Vie Boheme
via FoxyTunes

I have no hair

I need to stop saying "top" in TOPMAN

"...So Rach sent me it."
"Mint?"
"Yes, mintt"
"No, do you want one?"
Lolzz

So I bought some shoes and an umbrella (Y). That's the important bit. But I needed some money to get these shoes. So I walked over to Fountain Street where my Dad works. He was not there, so I sat with Gina and Ian and Paul for a bit. Then we decided we wuold go and look for him, and as we were about to go down in the lift, he came out of it, and the day was saved. Hurrah!

And today, Jonny rode his bike into a tree. Oh yes, he did. Well, it was more of a big bush.



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Now playing: Hadouken! - Superstar
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The theatre waits for no-one !

So we went to watch High School Musical, 'cause most of the drama people I know were in it. We picked Erin up, 'cause we're so nice. Then we got there and ate the Fruit Pastilles and the Twix before it even started. Typical.
And Dave, who played Troy ...

Sub-post about Dave
Basically, phwoaarr. He was fit as. But apparently he's 18. I think it's a lie: he was shorter than me [I think]. He looked about 15/16. And isn't joining the company. Phucker.

Too many of my posts have swearing in. Yeah, two. I should censor them. Haha, I only just realised that I spelt fucker with a ph. LOLZOIDZ.

Erin was telling me all about these people who used to go to her school, and were there. Like the one who was "scary. Throw-bricks-at-you scary." We went outside during the interval, after I waited for ages for Erin, who was in the loo queue, to talk to Kath and Rach. But they weren't there. So we stood in the cold, and practiced Shakespeare.
Oh, the fun.

Everyone ignored Erin. I think it was her amazingly cool new hair, and nobody recognised her. It is amazingly cool.

At The Howcroft today, where we had lunch, there were lot sof old people playing bowls. One woman was trying to get out from the picnic table thing, and announceed to everyone that she was having great difficulty getting her leg over. I found it quite amusing.

It's been a pretty fun day. And I'm going to bed [relatively] early. Like real soon.

We're sooaaaarin', flyyyyyin' ...


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Now playing: Was Not Was - Everybody Walk the Dinosaur
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