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Wednesday, December 24, 2008

 

Most of you are bastards

It's YOOOOOOOU..... Anyone remember those lottery adverts? Scared the crap outta me
With slightly more than a week to the proposed date(s) of my party, I would have thought SOME people may have taken slight interest in it. I gave notice of it about a week ago. Since then, only three of them (out of something like 10?) have showed interest, and only one of them asked what date it was!!

One person coming. Not good.

I had even intentionally given 2 possible dates, knowing the one that was more convenient for my family and me, and the other would get in the way and the thought of having a party that day was not appealing. I also knew that more people would prefer to come on the 'convenient' day. The reason why I gave two was because I REALLY WANTED PEOPLE TO REPLY!!!!! Last year, and the year prior to the prior year [twice-prior :P] (I think?), not one person replied to the invitations, and boy, was it a surprise when all these people came up, and how annoying it was when we were waiting ages for two people who couldn't make it but didn't feel like saying so.

But this is an 18th birthday party!! Also fancy dress!! With only one person coming this is not a very good thing. So I don't want to be hyped up about all these potential guests, only to find one person coming in the end.

This is why I'm giving this notice. I am aware that those who had taken interest read this blog rather regularly, so this is quite convenient.

Notice: There may not be a party. I shall wait until the end of the year for any more replies. If there are none, there will be no party. If there is but 1-2, then I may think about it. Any more and I will stop being so bloody emo and carry on with the plan.

Just thought I'd warn you.

Oh, and Merry Christmas.

# Bobbin slithered back into the shadows at 2:05 PM -----  2 people have lost their sanity

Monday, December 22, 2008

 

Deadache

RAAAAAAAAARGH
So I've been sitting in ignorance for the past 2 months, waiting for the new Lordi CD to come out. It was only about 2 weeks ago that I discovered that it had already been released and I am a dumbass. Immediately I went on Play.com to order it (it's cheaper than buying from HMV. Don't ask me why).

Can I say: This is probably the best CD Lordi has ever released! Well done to them. Even if Mr Lordi sounds like he's in crippling pain in quite a few of the tracks. And, boy, was I surprised to hear the tune of 'Phantom of the Opera' in the beginning of 'The devil hides behind her smile'. Lordi have still got it. Me so happy.

For the record: This is the third CD I have ever bought. Number two was this:

which turned out to be pretty shit.

And number one was:which just shows you how long ago that was.

Also I've been watching 'M' for the second time.CHILD MURDERER!!!

I'm sorry but I do love that film. Peter Lorre's acting in M is gorgeous, which is probably the weirdest thing you could ever say about someone's acting, or, indeed, Peter Lorre. Same goes for Fritz Lang's directing skills. The one thing this film can claim without shame, that very few other films can, is that it has no background music. It's one of the most perfect films out there. And it reminds me so much of JTHM, for some reason. When the murderer is dragged up before the crowds [Part 10 of the Youtube upload, methinks, if you wanna see that part], and he starts screaming how he can't control his compulsive urge to kill children, I actually wanted to run up to him and hug him. [To Wednesday, MoMo and Chris: Look what you've made me become!! I can't stop teh HUGGIN!!!!111 XP] But yeah. Peter Lorre has stage presence. It's actually quite creepy. Plus he looks a little like my dad. Also creepy.

Watch it, watch it now, BITCH!! It's all over the internet. It's on http://www.eztakes.com/, I think.

*coughs* Anyway. As a note: To all people planning on coming to my 18th party, FOR THE GODS' SAKES please email me @ the email address I have provided!! It's there for a REASON!! Otherwise I will assume no one's coming and I will kill myself and then all of you!! I hope you all realise that by '3rd or 4th of January' I meant in the year 2009. Because of the ambiguity of these dates I did want a confirmation from you lot via email, so I can email you back with details. Bloody 'ell, it'd be too much for a group of people dressed up as monsters to appear outside my house on two consecutive days. What'd the neighbours think?


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Friday, December 19, 2008

 

Such a hideous theatre of WAR!!!

Random picture of awesome coolness I am a LEGEND.

I actually mean that.

My dear seal-clubbers (i.e. blog-readers), I managed to get myself into so much trouble that I became the subject of many rumours in the space of an hour.

Why?

I didn't stand up.

Yes, that's right.

I didn't stand up in the Christmas ASSembly when they were all singing their little hearts out.

During the first sing-along song (there were two) it was Wed and I (pictured above in awesome picture of awesomeness) who remained seated. One teacher came over and asked us to stand. We refused.

Second song - I remained seated, Wed stood up (no I'm not damning this decision. I understand entirely, and, besides, I have a habit of doing reckless and foolhardy things). Mr H (won't print real name. Mainly because I can't spell it) asks me to stand up. I refuse. I am (not literally) dragged out of the assembly, to the head teacher's office.

He threatened to suspend me.

I was like WTFOMGNOWAI but kept calm. I argued my case.

Basically, why should I stand up for someone else's beliefs? This skool is biased towards Christians, despite it claiming to be for all beliefs. And besides - I didn't ask to be there. No one asked me to go, it was mandatory to be dragged to a religious gathering contrary to my own lifestyle. The clubs - Christian Union, Amnesty International etc are optional. We can choose to attend. And also - even if it is Christmas, the date and the giving of presents was a Roman thing!!

etc.

He listened with an absolutely shocked look on his face. He admitted no one had ever done what I had done, and so found it difficult to find a suitable punishment.

He said that we all must respect other people's beliefs. We may not wish to take part in them (in this case, singing), but at least show some respect to these people. He, himself, is an atheist, yet stands up to convey respect. God, I'm so immature. I have just ruined his entire day.

He goes away, I'm made to stand outside.

People walk by eventually. Evil is one of them. She talks to me saying how amusing the display was.

Mr H comes stalking down the hallway, each footstep sounding: "DOOM. DOOM. DOOM." (where can I get some of those shoes??) Evil hurredly walks away.

I'm dragged (not literally) back into the room.

The discussion continued, mainly based on the points mentioned earlier.

Headteacher walks in (not expecting to see us). Situation explained to her. She tries to help Mr H in damning my actions but I think she achieved the opposite effect. (She said she was Jewish, and stands up and sings in the carols. But when there is any mention of Jesus she doesn't sing that line). She goes away.

Mr H finally admits that I have stood up for what I believe in, and do not conform to what others believe in, just because they do. That he likes. But I'm still immature (oh and the girls screaming because they see their favourite teacher in the second assembly aren't??). And I argued some good points. Thus I am pardoned from the crime and excused from any other religious assemblies. Merry Chris... oh wait, I don't believe in Christmas.

I say: Say 'Happy Holidays'.

He says: OK, Happy Holidays.

And that was that.

Others, of course, were talking about me pretty much from the moment I left the assembly hall. And I let them! - not many knew enough information to slander. Wed explains the situation. I get respect for what I did and a general 'Good for you!' feeling towards me. All happy, all smiles, I am a legend.

I bet Mr H is praying to his metaphorical God that there isn't gonna be another Bob in our skool before he retires.

Yes, so, this was the last day of skool for the Christmas holidays. Gemima put a printout of 'Merry Christmas' on my locker, over my über-cool Lon Chaney picture (which is surrounded by the words: We get you while you're sleeping. You're looking tired.)
Lon Chaney: Perfect for all occasions.
So I made another Christmassy-Lon Chaney picture.

Here are the two Christmas pics together:

Happy holidays, you little freaks

Happy Holidays!


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Tuesday, December 16, 2008

 

*does a dance*

Me and the BERLIN WALL
Please excuse the fact that I look tired in this picture. And that I'm trying to smile and failed. And that I look like a right douchebag. If I wore mascara I might pass off as being mildly acceptable to look at but, come on, 1 - why would I want to impress anybody and 2 - why would I want to impress someone in Germany? I mean I wouldn't know if they were flirting or calling me the daughter of a whore who specialises in blowjobs (thank you Mrs Spencer for telling us that awesome insult).

So yes I was actually in Germany for a few days. In the above picture I am by THE WALL. Yes, we went to see THE WALL, or at least, most of us did. How could anybody pass up the chance to see THE WALL?? I mean, Berlin's famous for THE WALL. We flew all the way over there to Berlin... It's like saying, "Hey! We're in Paris. Wanna see the Eifel Tower, or the Louvre, or Notre Dame de Paris?" "Hmmm...Nah." In fact, most of the girls I went with ended up clothes-shopping. WTF. You come to Germany... and go clothes shopping. And you buy clothes that you can get back in England. DUH.

Well, TBH I went clothes-shopping too. I bought a hat. Here it is. Sorry it's such an ugly picture again. I blame Germany (it's something to blame).Sexy hat (?)

(I gave the hat to my brother.) I also look quite cold in that pic (my nose and cheeks are red) because I had just been on what may be the scariest Carnival ride in my entire life. At the time I thought, "I think I'll go on the swing-chairs. Oh wait, the line's too long. Hey, that looks quite tame..." And when I got in the queue I realised my mistake.

Basically the ride involves a circle of chairs all facing inwards. These chairs are connected from above by a long arm, which swings side to side like in the Viking Longboat ride. But in this ride, the arm goes higher than horizontal, and the circle of chairs revolve as well.

That was the shittiest description ever. Here's a diagram.World's shittiest diagram

I don't think that did any good either. Shame.

I actually got lost one day. That was amusing. Some girls with me on the trip said to me, "Hey, stick with us! We can have a good time!" ...and then I lost them. That was quite amusing, wandering around God knows where in Germany... and I wasn't even sure I was still in Germany. Anyway. On the very last full day in Germany, I got an allergy attack!! *crowds applaud* What is this thing I have about having a reaction on the very last day anywhere? So I took the meds and nothing happened. The reaction was too severe for the meds to do any real help. So that was also fun, almost fainting in the U-Bahn station. And when I have the more severe reactions, I always get a cold afterwards. The allergy attack was on the 6th. Today is the 16th and I still have the cold.

Etc etc etc.

I'd have some better pics here inc of me but I'm a lazy fucker and can't be asked to get my other camera. Instead, you may have this picture I took which amused me at the time.Only in Germany.


Also I'm trying to get my hair to go straighter, if not, then at least wavy... I mean how stupid is it to have a little girl with blonde curly hair, listening to stuff like GWAR and dressing like a greebo gone wrong. ME WANT NICE HAIRZ.

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Tuesday, December 02, 2008

 

WTF

Me during Senior Awards
Today I'd like to start off with a definition from urban dictionary which made me laugh:

FUCK
The only word in the English language that can form a grammatically complete, stand alone sentence.
Fuck, fucking fuckers fucked.

(Don't ask me why I looked it up.)

Ahem anyway about Senior Awards. The event started off thus:
I got a book out. I started reading.

Then, after about half an hour of trying to conceal the book in the 'Senior Awards Programme', I realised that, actually, no one cares about whether I'm paying attention or not. Programme goes, I continue reading.

Soon I'm called up (we're called up in groups of 5 to make it a little less awkward) to receive my 'award' (i.e. the certificates that I could have simply received through the post or something). I walked across the stage, no one is clapping. And then the 'woman of unknown origin', whom I am to shake hands with, starts clapping very loudly to encourage others to do so (which they did, thankfully :O). I reach her, she hasn't stretched her hand out to shake it, like she did with others. I stood there for about 1 second (though it seemed longer) waiting for a reaction. Finally it came. I tried to smile but I think I failed. Then I walked off the stage and waved to no one in particular just for that 'unique' touch.

I think I have an effect on people >.<

Go back to seat, continue reading and cringing from the absolutely awful "Hay luk at our skoolkids thay r absolutly gr8 at musik" musicians. Shit isn't the word. But it was OK for the musicians who just 'played the note', know what I mean? Like with the harp, or the xylophone, where the notes are there already, just waiting to be used. Violins do not have this, and so the violinists were RUBBISH.

Anyway. And now I'm going to Germany until Sunday. For my stalkers: I'm gonna be in Berlin. Have checked those emails...

In fact, speaking of which I received some really weird messages from a girl in Austria who wants help with her English. But from what she says, I'm like, WHOA, this can't be for real.

Thank you. You are a very nice person. How old are you? And what do you do in you live? Can you speak germany? Oh my god! I have lots of question about you. It is very interestion.

I have no idea how to reply to this.Fail.

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