Dear Die-ary...

I usually look forward to Halloweens. But not this year's. I had to go back to skool, when all other schools in the area go back another day.

But, at least I get to have a non-uniform day (we have a uniform). I don't know whether to say if that is good or bad, because I carry most of my skool stuff in my blazar pocket, so I couldn't take most of the stuff that I wanted to.

Well, my history essay was due in today. so I handed it in, and the teacher (who, as you know, seems to dispise me) stared at me coldly, and put my essay at the bottom of the pile. I guess she must REALLY be looking forward to reading it.

Now, this next bit, I don't know whether to be happy or p*ssed off about it.

Well, also, my english essay was due in. But all the 'blonde' plastics (dumb, giggly, barbie-girl type freaks I NEVER want to be associated with. They're worse than normal plastics) complained that in the 1-2 months they had for doing it, they hadn't a clue what the essay was all about. So they b*tched their way into getting all of us rewarded with an extra week and 2 days of doing it. OF ALL THE WORK I DID, WORKING AS HARD AS I CAN TO GET IT IN ON TIME, THESE BLONDE PLASTICS COMPLAIN ABOUT IT INSTEAD OF JUST GETTING ON AND DOING IT!!!!!!! So you can see why I will class this as neutral.

Happy Halloween?

As you may be able to tell, I like that pic. ^

Anyways, I shouldv'e written this all up yesterday, but I had no time. In fact, I have no time NOW, but who cares?

Anyways, excitement. Well, not MUCH of excitement, really, but enough to say so. Yesterday, I got 3 books I was after, and they were:

• Dracula - Bram Stoker
• Frankenstein - Mary Shelley
• Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde (and Weir of somethingorrather) - R.L.Stevenson

Now let me describe their covers. Dracula has an old castle on it. Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde has some evil maniac guy on it, who holds a butcher knife. BUT, the scariest of all is Frankenstein. On it, it has... Oh, just see for yourself.

Well, it wouldv'e been scarier if I managed to upload the pic of it I scanned, however it's too big and it took too long. Boo. But it's his eyes!! He looks like Gollum from the Lord of the Rings!!!!!

Well, onto headaches, I guess.

Yesterday, some guy on my MSN contact list (IM me! I'm spongebob_lover99@hotmail.co.uk) wanted me to show him what I look like. So he bullied me into getting my brother's webcam. He did that before, but I lied that Steven (my bro) wouldn't give it to me. So I installed the webcam things, restarted, and all this crap I didn't want to do. After about an hour, I got it working. So I put it on. And he saw me. Then he started complaining about my 'weird' hair. B*stard. My hair is not weird, it is curly. It looks like it's permed, but it's not, it's natural. Solution? I blocked him. Ooh, what a rebel I am!!!!!

Well, thank you for reading this garbage. And goodnight!!!!!

Well, all this week was a half term. I think I've mentioned that before....... yeah I probably did. Anyways, I did pretty much NOTHING all week. Whatta waste. But today (Friday), I went to my friend Hannah's house. It was for 5 hours, but it seemed SO MUCH shorter.

So, what we did: we pretty much immediately went out to the library... to get a video! Honest! But we walked. I've had a LOT of experience of walking, so it seemed a sinch to me. And we took a couple of umbrellas with us. But it didn't rain 'till we came back!! What a rip off! We wanted to be in the rain!!!!! Oh well. Anyways, we rented 'School of Rock', which is a movie neither of us had seen, but heard it was good. We watched it, and her little brother seemed a bit too hyper to their parents, and he was scolded.

I bet now you're wondering why I entitled this 'I hate pasta.' Well...

We had some kind of pasta for dinner. I think it was some kind of ravioli. It looked a bit like this:

But a little different. Anyway, if you don't know me, I'm willing to try any food (unless I already know I hate it, or if it contains nuts or fish. I'm allergic to nuts and I think eating fish is wrong. [Huh?]) So, I paused, and stooped my fork among the masses of pasta. And a put a piece in my mouth. Hopefully I didn't show the utter disappointment I had of the knowledge that I had to eat the rest of it, as I'm too polite to say otherwise. But it wasn't that bad I guess, I found that if I ate it on the tip of my tongue, I could eat it better. Most of it seemed fine to eat, and kinda ok, but there was this malicious, melevelant sauce, which appeared on some of the pieces. It was a bit like Russian Roulette, and I had to have a gulp of water before I went on. After a while, the taste made my stomach churn in such a way I felt I would jub up if I ate anymore of it. If Hannah, or any of her family, is reading this, it wasn't the ravioli, it was the sauce. It was too tangy, and it seemed to dissolve parts of my digestive system. But it was ok, afterwards we had giant chocolate muffins. And for the record, I love chocolate muffins. Especially giant ones. Thus concludes today.

Currently listening to: Definately NOT Weird Al - Lasagne.

Hey, just randomly telling you lot about these random virtual pets. The one up there ^ is based on my hamster (Penfold).

And this one's based on my 2 goldfish, both called Bilbo, but one died. Ah. In fact, I think the other one's dead.

This one's based on... nothing. I'm not allowed a dog. :(

This one's based on......guess.

Well, this was random. Well, it's half term, so I've had nothing better to do. Ta-ra!!

Boy, am I tired. That has COMPLETELY ruined today, which just so happens to be Trafalgar day.
Trafalgar day, for those not known to the History of Britain, celebrates the famous battle of Trafalgar, fought by Nelson, in 1805. It was a battle between the British and the french, and some people leave this bit out, with the spanish. That's TWO countries! And to make this day even more special, it is only celebrated every 100 years.
So I bought a cool eyepatch, with a fish on it! Yay! And I'm half-wearing it right now. I say half-wearing, because it's above my eye, so I can just see. If I completely wear it, I get really tired.
So now I'll stop babbling about eyepatches and history, and leave you with a scream.

YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Boo.
Well, as you can see from the piccy above, I've been watching Rex the Runt. That cool lil dude up there is Vince. I used to watch RtR when I was about 7 or 8, even though it has swear words in it :). As I said before, I'm lucky to have parents who don't care about what I watch on TV. Oh dear. I feel an obsession coming on...

Bye, bye, excitement, hellooooooo headaches!

Well, in History, we got some work back. It was on the World War 1 Gallipoli plan. Tick, tick, tick, all right. And I got a D. A D?????? Plus there was a note saying, "Where's the rest of the work?" What rest? There was no rest! I did as much as everybody else, but I still got a stinkin' D.

Later, I finally twigged what 'rest' she was on about. It was a sheet we all did. Together. All the class. And I showed it to her. Ah, I remember the look on her face when she saw my ticket out of a bad grade. It was a 'Hallelujah!' kind of face. She marked it, tick, tick, tick, all right, and she gave it back. She changed the mark to a C. Well, it's a step up, I suppose.

Well, I gotta go now, as my sausages are not cooking. GRRR......

SPAGHETTI!!!!!!!

I couldn't really find a picture to go with this post. So I put a random one on here instead.
Well, today was Vampeep's very 1st birthday. OK, so you're probably wondering who the hell's Vampeep. Well, he's my very own creation, I created him excactly 1 year ago. Well, not EXCACTLY excactly, but close enough. I remember how he was created... if Mr Mothersole didn't make us sit through such a boring RE lesson, Vampeep wouldn't have been created. Not answered your question yet? Well, Vampeep's a vegitarian vampire sheep. And if that wasn't random enough for you, he lives with his possessedpet duck, Psycho Duck, and a chemical accident, The Thing Under The Sink, and he is hunted down by Dr Von Helsheepling. Yes, it's basically Dracula/Count Duckula but in sheep form. I'd show you a picture, but I'm paranoid of people stealing my idea. Thing is, I've got him into the skool magazine, so I have to keep making these comics.
Back to his birthday, I threw a party (...out the window, ha ha). I invited some Vampeep-loving friends 'round and we had Vampeep-related games. My hamster joined in, too, and accidentaly got kicked a few times (oops...).
One person I invited didn't turn up until 3 hours into the party. Her excuse is that she had homework to do... yeah... In fact, somehow, she convieniently walked in when we were going to start eating...
So they went home. And immediately afterwards I ran upstairs, and started a birthday-special Vampeep cartoon. But while searching through my pencil case, I managed to find my compass wedged under my fingernail. OUCH!!!
And my Dad later came upstairs to give me some cocoa. But my hand jerked and I ended up scolding my leg. Double OUCH!!!

Thus ends a fantastic year of backaches, not doing homework, and a vast supply of pencils and rubbers (erasers). Many happy returns, Vampeep!!!

First off, I just want to say that I hate spamming. That comment in my last post was evil advertising. Disgraceful. I will keep it on there to show the world such an evil deed. And I leave spammers this sentence to remember:

I was gonna write this yesterday, but I didn't have time.
Anyways, yesterday Aardman caught on fire. (Aardman is the company that does Wallace and Gromit, Creature Comforts, Morph, Rex the Runt, Angry Kid, etc, etc...) There are 3 Aardman studios, and unfortunately it had to be the one where they store all their plasticine models and scenes, and even their awards. I took this news sadly, as I am a HUGE Aardman fan, and I'm GOING (note the word 'going') to be an animator there. But now when I think of Aardman, I think of a giant puddle of melted plasticine.
Hey, I thought I was gonna write more. Oh well. And that pic up there? It took me AGES to get rid of the background. And it still looks crap. Behold my amazing photoshop skills. Yeah.......
Well, this is goodbye for now, unless if I think of something else to say............................nope, I guess that's it. Good-rye!!!!!!!!

Yo.
Well, I just have to say that I was dragged off to orchestra this morning. And I was pretty hyped up for it too, as I had been waiting for 2 long terms to be leader. I'm the oldest (probably), I have the highest grade, and I had the most experience. So I HAD to be the new leader... right?

So I went. I smiled at the teacher, talked to her, and all this other stuff that pains me to think about it. But she picked a 10 year old to replace me. WHAT?!?! Just coz she JUST passed her exam, doesn't mean she's AMAZING!!!!!!!!!! Well, in Jane's (the teacher's) world it makes sense, and lots of people agree with her: the magical fairies that live in her garden and come for tea...... Maybe I should say to her one day, "LOOK, I'm 14 years old, I've been going here for 6-7 years, I'm grade 5, I should be leader!!! Now, has this information penetrated what we laughingly call your BRAIN???" ........she'd probably wouldn't get the message anyway.
So I vowed NEVER to go again. But of course, next week I'll be dragged back there again.



Now for excitement.
Well, I got a Count Duckula annual in the post today. I would have read it all in one go, but my Dad wanted to take me along with him to drop my brother off......somewhere. And just for the record, I get carsick if I try to read in cars, so that spoilt my fun.

Just as I finished reading it (at home, this is), my Dad said we were going out again. So I came along. I thought he was going to collect my brother, but when we got there, I found out we had to LISTEN to him play on the violin with some boring group!!!!!!!! Thankfully, I brought along Dracula (ah, that faithful book. Where would I be without it?) and read it all the way through.

So, this has been a rather balanced day.

Goodnight out there, whatever you are................

Hello. Again. Yeah.
In PE (physical education - basically sports) we played basketball. Now, just to give you an idea of how good I am at basketball, I will say my legs are so fat they touch the edges of my shorts, and I am 4'10"-11" (about). So I don't have an advantage there.
Anyway, so there I am, waddling along while other players attempt to knock me over to get rid of the obstruction on the court, and the opposition score. Good for them. We are then called over to the teacher, and she congratulated everyone on their playing (except for me [in my view]). She then handed over an award (a sticker) to Jonesy, my friend, for how amazing she was today. Jonesy's as good as I am at basketball (and we're PROUD of it!!) but she's taller than I. But then suddenly, everyone (except for the people on my team and the teacher) nominated me to get an award (a sticker, for those who forgot) because of how hard I tried, the way I catch the ball (I'm good at catching, but not very good throwing), and my marking. ME?? Out of all those people on the court, they picked ME to get an award?? I was kinda shocked, as I'm as popular as I am good at basketball, but I got my *amazing* sticker. I'm quite proud of my useless self, actually.


On the not-my-daily-life side of today, Ronnie Barker died today. Which is a shame, because I rather like Ronnie; I like Porridge and Open All Hours. :( Now, I just hope David Jason doesn't die coz I'm his No1 fan!!! (well...in my view anyway.)

Now I leave you to get on with your life. I am so sorry if I wasted 5 minutes of your time.
Good-tie!!!!!

Welcome to the 8 o'clock news, with your host, Bobeth (Emily Daniels).

Good evening. Yesterday I found out that Count Duckula (shown in picture above) is having a NEW DVD realease, containing the whole of series 1!! Yay! I spent all yesterday, and today, playing on the game on the website where the DVD's being sold. I got to 271(point something), high enough to get on the hiscore list! Unfortunately, I was not logged in. Boo.

Just so you lot know, I've been watching C.Duckula since I was a toddler. My parents were kind enough not to care about what I watched. And believe me, some of the episodes (Dr Goosewing and Mr Duck, for instance) are pretty creepy.

And now for our special news report: Headaches.

Today I had to go to sign up for yet another thrilling year playing violin. But I had to get up early, which is a bummer for a weekend. And I was NOT willing to go without a fight. And there was one. But anyway, I finally went, although I could not STAND another year with that lot. But I had to do it, as my parents said it would look good on my CV. OK, let's plan this, shall we?

Bobeth's CV: For 6 years I have been going to a violin club for babies. However I am always at the back for some odd reason. And the teacher's the biggest baby there.

Mmm hmm, sounds good, doesn't it? But my Dad had other plans. He told everyone I was moving up to the 'big orchestra'. To you, reader, that would sound impressive and freedom from the baby class, but to me, it's much, much worse. 'Big orchestra' is a much harder place, with a stricter teacher who ALWAYS blames the new people. They also have to work more, and wear 'formal attire'. Which would you go for? The daycare center or the jailhouse? Also, to add to my argument, as I am at the back of the baby class, how would I fit into the 'big orchestra'? I'm not good enough. So I told my Dad that I am NOT going to the 'big orchestra'. To cut the rest of this long story short, I'm lucky that my Dad let me home.

So, in conclusion, excitement and headaches do not mix. I feel exactly what poor Duckula looks like up there ^. So I must leave you now, as my headache is getting worse, and I want to go back to my game now.

Thank you, and goodnight.