About a girl

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ooooh nooooooooooooo am losing my voice. Sound all hoarse and croakey (sp??). Like a man Slightly worrying as am not one.

hmm, am off to have dinner with these people now. everytime i see them they criticise me. It's not even as though they are family so really they have no right to tell me that i look 'so odd.' arrggh. also, their son doesn't really talk to me (which is odd because he is the same age). instead, he communicates to me through his mother. absolutely delightful. am i that horrible to talk to?!? :|

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ps. writing without capitals looks so much more friendly, but may make me look slightly incompetent... what with lack of grammar etc etc.

pps. i wonder if i will actually start to turn into a man. i had this complex about ages ago that i sounded like a man (with my normal voice). thankfully, someone pointed out that i was had the least man-ish voice anyone could have. that's not actually true but my 'true' voice is sort of high. eek. oooh, i wonder if that means I sound like a bat?!?

ppps. ooh, also had a complex where I thought i looked like a wart-hog. but then someone sent me a picture of a wart hog and realised i looked nothing like one. i do not have bristles or horns. aahhh, just to tell you all that it's perfectly ok to have complexes. your friends will still love you. :mrgreen:

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oh, one more thing, the beginning of the lyrics to Don't panic by Coldplay:
Oh, we're sinking like stones
All the we fall for
All those places we've grown
All of us are done for


If someone said them to you, wouldn't you start to panic?? All of us done for. oh no, nothing to panic about there.

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arrrggh, why am i not working??? I so should be, except that the geography teacher didn't get round to seeing me about my 'wonderful' project today so obviously cannot continue with it!! oh what a shame. Cannot possibly do biology because if I start revising biology now, i will forget it by next week (when it is needed). And chemistry- have done it. And the other subject- am sort of doing that.

I thought you might enjoy a snippet of the play I am studying at the moment. :lol: i find it quite amusing, but some might consider it vulgar... :cry:

CINESIAS

Myrrhine, my little darling Myrrhine, what are you saying? Come down to me quick. -

MYRRHINE

No indeed, not I. -

CINESIAS

I call you, Myrrhine, Myrrhine; won't you please come? -

MYRRHINE

Why should you call me? You do not want me. -

CINESIAS

Not want you! Why, here I stand, stiff with desire! -

MYRRHINE

Good-bye.

- (She turns, as if to go.) -

CINESIAS

Oh! Myrrhine, Myrrhine, in our child's name, hear me; at any rate hear the child! Little lad, call your mother. -

CHILD

Mamma, mamma, mamma! -

CINESIAS

There, listen! Don't you pity the poor child? It's six days now you've never washed and never fed the child. -

MYRRHINE

Poor darling, your father takes mighty little care of you! -

CINESIAS

Come down, dearest, come down for the child's sake. -

MYRRHINE

Ah! what a thing it is to be a mother! Well, well, we must come
down, I suppose. -
CINESIAS (as MYRRHINE approaches)

Why, how much younger and prettier she looks! And how she looks at me so lovingly! Her cruelty and scorn only redouble my passion. -

MYRRHINE (ignoring him; to the child)

You are as sweet as your father is provoking! Let me kiss you, my treasure, mother's darling! -

CINESIAS

Ah! what a bad thing it is to let yourself be led away by other women! Why give me such pain and suffering, and yourself into the bargain? -

MYRRHINE (as he is about to embrace her)

Hands off, sir! -

CINESIAS

Everything is going to rack and ruin in the house. -

MYRRHINE

I don't care. -

CINESIAS

But your web that's all being pecked to pieces by the cocks and hens, don't you care for that? -

MYRRHINE

Precious little. -

CINESIAS

And Aphrodite, whose mysteries you have not celebrated for so long? Oh! won't you please come back home? -

MYRRHINE

No, at least, not till a sound treaty puts an end to the war. -

CINESIAS

Well, if you wish it so much, why, we'll make it, your treaty. -

MYRRHINE

Well and good! When that's done, I will come home. Till then, I am bound by an oath. -

CINESIAS

At any rate, lie with me for a little while. -

MYRRHINE

No, no, no! (she hesitates) but just the same I can't say I don't love you. -

CINESIAS

You love me? Then why refuse to lie with me, my little girl, my sweet Myrrhine? -

MYRRHINE (pretending to be shocked)

You must be joking! What, before the child! -

CINESIAS (to the slave)

Manes, carry the lad home. There, you see, the child is gone; there's nothing to hinder us; won't you lie down now? -

MYRRHINE

But, miserable man, where, where? -

CINESIAS

In the cave of Pan; nothing could be better. -

MYRRHINE

But how shall I purify myself before going back into the citadel? -

CINESIAS

Nothing easier! you can wash at the Clepsydra. -

MYRRHINE

But my oath? Do you want me to perjure myself? -

CINESIAS

I'll take all responsibility; don't worry. -

MYRRHINE

Well, I'll be off, then, and find a bed for us. -

CINESIAS

There's no point in that; surely we can lie on the ground. -

MYRRHINE

No, no! even though you are bad, I don't like your lying on the bare earth.

- (She goes back into the Acropolis.) -

CINESIAS (enraptured)

Ah! how the dear girl loves me! -

MYRRHINE (coming back with a cot)

Come, get to bed quick; I am going to undress. But, oh dear, we must get a mattress. -

CINESIAS

A mattress? Oh! no, never mind about that! -

MYRRHINE

No, by Artemis! lie on the bare sacking? never! That would be squalid. -

CINESIAS

Kiss me! -

MYRRHINE

Wait a minute!

- (She leaves him again.) -

CINESIAS

Good god, hurry up! -

MYRRHINE (coming back with a mattress)

Here is a mattress. Lie down, I am just going to undress. But you've got no pillow. -

CINESIAS
I don't want one either! -

MYRRHINE

But I do.

- (She leaves him again.) -

CINESIAS

Oh god, oh god, she treats my tool just like Heracles! -

MYRRHINE (coming back with a pillow)

There, lift your head, dear! (Wondering what else to tantalize him with; to herself) Is that all, I wonder? -

CINESIAS (misunderstanding)

Surely, there's nothing else. Come, my treasure. -

MYRRHINE

I am just unfastening my girdle. But remember what you promised me about making peace; mind you keep your word. -

CINESIAS

Yes, yes, upon my life I will. -

MYRRHINE

Why, you have no blanket! -

CINESIAS

My god, what difference does that make? What I want is to make love! -

MYRRHINE (going out again)

Never fear- directly, directly! I'll be back in no time. -

CINESIAS

The woman will kill me with her blankets! -

MYRRHINE (coming back with a blanket)

Now, get yourself up. -

CINESIAS (pointing)

I've got this up! -

MYRRHINE

Wouldn't you like me to scent you? -

CINESIAS

No, by Apollo, no, please don't! -

MYRRHINE

Yes, by Aphrodite, but I will, whether you like it or not.

- (She goes out again.) -

CINESIAS

God, I wish she'd hurry up and get through with all this! -

MYRRHINE (coming back with a flask of perfume)

Hold out your hand; now rub it in. -

CINESIAS

Oh! in Apollo's name, I don't much like the smell of it; but perhaps it will improve when it's well rubbed in. It does not somehow smack of the marriage bed! -

MYRRHINE

Oh dear! what a scatterbrain I am; if I haven't gone and brought Rhodian perfumes! -

CINESIAS

Never mind, dearest, let it go now. -

MYRRHINE

You don't really mean that.

- (She goes.) -

CINESIAS

Damn the man who invented perfumes! -

MYRRHINE (coming back with another flask)

Here, take this bottle. -

CINESIAS

I have a better one all ready for you, darling. Come, you provoking creature, to bed with you, and don't bring another thing. -

MYRRHINE

Coming, coming; I'm just slipping off my shoes. Dear boy, will you vote for peace? -

CINESIAS

I'll think about it. (MYRRHINE runs away.) I'm a dead man, she is killing me! She has gone, and left me in torment! (in tragic style) I must have someone to lay, I must! Ah me! the loveliest of women has choused and cheated me. Poor little lad, how am I to give you what you want so badly? Where is Cynalopex? quick, man, get him a nurse, do! -

hehe, Myrrhine is so wonderfully funny nad utterly brilliant. In case you don't know the background to the play... in the play, penned by Aristophanes in 415BC, a group of Greek women, fed up with their warmongering husbands, go on a sex strike in a bid to end the endless conflicts.

Eventually the menfolk cave in and agree to a truce. :wink:

I have nothing to report today. Oh, except I went to dinner with people yesterday. hmmm, the first thing they said to me when I entered their house was 'you're very red.' hmm, most people say hello! or 'I haven't seen you for such a long time' but no no, some like to comment on the colour of your face. And excccuuuuuse me, i was not red at all. I looked in the mirror immediately and was a very normal colour, thank you very much. huh, am very huffy about that.

My voice is still croaky. urgh, so so so terrible. I've had a cherry drop though (the medicinal kind) and do not feel that much better. :roll: Must get better. Otherwise am sure mind will be fooled after having a few drinks, into thinking that throat has miraculously healed and subsequently begin shouting and talking allll night over very loud music. arrrrggghh, would be unable to utter a sound for the next two days. how will i argue with my friend about the pope, plants and 42???
Also must remember that taking paracetamol and then drinking double vodkas all night is a bad thing. bad bad bad because will fall into coma at night when try to go to sleep (nb. am not stupid enough to do that, but have witnessed it).

Will go and read two books now of hilarious comedy/ epic.

Mmmmm... :mrgreen: :mrgreen: (who is trying not to talk or laugh, so that voice will stop sounding masculine and croaky.)

PS. ok coma is being dramatic. was not so bad as all that hehehe Am trying to be exciting.

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oooohh, i feel so much better, yay Well, ok, i feel a little better. Much better than yesterday when at the end of the day (I declined from going home because I didn't want to catch up on missed work etc etc) all I could hear was ringing in my ears and I couldn't speak because I completely lost my voice- v. sore throat. Anyway, am better today! And i can laugh, hehe yay!!!! :lol:

Anyway, erm... what shall I tell you about? Oh, i was in a lesson the other day and the teacher told us this absolutely foul story. He told us that it was so horrific that you just had to laugh at the horribleness of it all, and we all thought he was being sick at the time, but I do actually remember laughing afterwards at how shocking it was. Now promise me that you won't strike me off the GMC list before i'm even added onto it before I tell you!

Anyway, it was apparently on this programme called Cutting Edge, which on that day was about Child Prostitutes. It turns out that there was this old man who was using this young boy for sex and when the police found out erm, mid-session and went to arrest him, this man threw the boy out of his flat!! And he lived on the 3rd/4th floor. How can you possibly treat someone like that? Hiding the boy in the cupboard would have been better than throwing him out of the flat- over the balcony. urgh, so so so disgusting.

Halloween party next next week! yay!! I can't wait until half term. I'm so bored at school (not the best thing to feel, but i'm sure everyone feels it sometime or other. I remember feeling like this around Christmas last year. More the 'i just can't be bothered to do anything or give anything in' mood. However, being me, the neurotic compulsive person that I am, of course I gave in my homework- grudgingly though!! Anyway, we are all supposed to dress scarily for this party, but really, i don't want to dress weirdly/ scarily. arrggh. I think i will go as Meg from Meg and Mog. apparently, it's a cartoon on CITV. lol, no, i had not idea either but my lovely friend who happens to manage to watch children's tv after school has lovingly advised me on what to wear. Polka dot tights and top and some sort of skirt... which looks a bit weird, but lovely all the same.

Have a fabo. weekend
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Hellllllooooooooooooooo am in a creepy mood today (obv. am not a creep (well, hope I do not appear as a creep)). Feel v. happy that BMAT is over. Slight worry about what my school is going to say when they see my result (cue sympathetic tone: ahhh, come and tell me what went wrong...') which has led to me thinking about ways to intercept the post from the school. Only have to get to school super early and stick my hand through the letter box and fish letters out from the box. Am sure it will be v. simple!! Will execute the plan with swift precision (like I do when trying to set people up :wink: ).

Oooooh, have seen some very nice shoes around. Have found perfect shoe shop in the whole wide world: Schuh. Is magical place full of lovely fairies who offer lovely pretty shoes There is this shoe (why am I telling you about this? Suppose it is a sort of release from the horror that has been today) which looks like a hoof. Ahhh, one would think that was weird, but in fact looks really cool. However, do not feel ready to admit that I have flippers for feet. It does actually look like a hoof. V. cool. Is like you have trotters... except really, you have hooves. Anyway...

Am feeling slightly paranoid about kidney test tomorrow. Should be ok because I've revised (fairly well, for me!) for it... but am off to revise again. I shall leave you with a song I have created for my friend (she works in the library and every week, she sees a scary man who stares at her).

starey man is here. You are on the desk... all lonesome and he's
a-staring.
CRAP CRAP can no longer see him. he may be standing right behind
youuuuuuuuu!!!
ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

ok now i have visual. he's staring thru one of the shelves.
at yooouuuuuuuu!!!!
>ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

must try not to stare back. that only makes him stare more! crap
crap CRAP! must STARE BACK!!!

now he's gone for the paranormal books!!!! only 60 minutes till your
break. you'll be OK! ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

starey man,
starey man,
stares at me
whenever he can

(to tune of 'spiderman')

heeeeeeeeee heeeeeeeeeeeee
ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

cannot see him again.

ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

ah!

he just walked right past

Have a feeling this may be dull for you. Am going back to studying now

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Well... I had a nice progress interview today with my chemistry and biology teachers. Oh what a joke.

I didn't think I was doing particularly well in chemistry- loss of enthusiasm (not that i ever had any 'real' enthusiasm, ie. not from the packet)... and just feel generally, that I am sliiippppppiiiinnnngggg... turns out it is not the case. She (her mascara is really, really clumpy and her eyelashes are extremely short- that's how close to my face she was) went on and on about how I seemed to be really committed to chemistry (please, i sound so weird) and that my grades are fine and didn't I do really well in the recent test? Told her, 'no!!! It's the worst mark I've ever received (please don't shout at me. Worst mark i've ever received, not shit mark!!). She proceeded to ask what it was and I told her it was 73%... and she goes on to tell me that compared to everyone else, and just generally, that was a very good mark. But i thought that 80% was an A, and thus am doing worse than last year... but apparently, no, in these exams, ~68% is an A. phew. Am not failing miserably and sinking then

Biology progress report was a joke. Got really emotional and thought I was about to burst into tears. Think it was the sun streaming into through the window though, because could only see sun spots afterwards :evil: Told her I was doing terribly because really, am doing sooo badly in her little tests but again, am told that really, whole year is slipping and no one has averaged over 75% in the tests... She told me that it was 'all ok but that I should not become complacent.' Oh please, like I could become complacent after seeing the test I shall be getting back on Tuesday (did sooo badly. No one got the same answer for the calculations and if you didn't get the calculation right, you couldn't do the rest of the question :roll: ). Was v. peeved at that progress report. Was a complete waste of time.

ahh, stress is out of system now...

Am helping out at school tomorrow (what? You don't go into school on Saturday???!). Must get the train qt 7.11. omg, how bloody early??!? They've changed the train timetable now so that it is wholly inappropriate and is just a pain. Anyway, am going to be an 'auntie' to the prospective year 7's. Apparently, there are 968 of them all competing for about ~120 places... 968 is almost as many people as we have in our school!!! We only have ~ 1000!!!! Arggh, as if they want me being nice to them, in my 'ahhh, you ok??' sickly sweet voice. I try so hard to be nice and not appear evil... but somehow little children still shy away from me. And then I have to make polite conversation with them about their primary school (am left on the desk to mark my group off...) and where else they have applied, and have they got all their pencils, and where do they live? And have to listen to endless questions of 'Do you know X?' Erm, no, is the usual answer. But no, am looking forward to it really.

Our school is going to become a rainforest. They have asked one person from each class to go to the garden centre with the school (??) to pick out some plants to put in the reception area. omg, we never got to do that!!! Would have picked the Venus Fly trap. Very cool.
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oh what a joke. Oh I must stop saying that. It's not really a joke. Well, I AM laughing, but not because I find it funny. More so because i feel rather sick with hysteria...

Am playing hockey tomorrow. Oh yay. It's apparently my house v. another house. It didn't bother my friend (the sports captain for our house) that I haven't played hockey since Year 9 (am now in year 13). Oh no, not in the slightest. It didn't bother her that I actually don't even know how to hold a hockey stick anymore, nor do I know the positions of the players... or the rules... or the fact that I haven't run up and down a pitch for about four years... so will be completely useless. She says that she'll put sign me up as an 'Attacker.' Oooh, that sounds ominous. She says it is a position in which I won't have to move very much :shock: and that if the ball should happen to fly my way, she will come and rescue me. Hmm, i have a feeling I will be the one running AWAY from the ball, which sort of defeats the point of the game. Have got my fingers crossed that the other house will just not turn up (very typical of year 13 sports teams ). Oh, and have spent the past half and hour trying to find clothes to wear to play tomorrow. Is quite difficult because I don't own clothes which I feel comfortable about making messy and covering with mud!! Do not own proper hockey boots anymore (except ones with studs, which I don't think I'm allowed on the pitch with anymore) so must wear trainers. Know I will spend the rest of the day wiping mud off... arrggggghhhhh, why was I badgered into doing it???

phew, stress is out of system. Will take anger out on hockey ball tomorrow- if I get near enough to it!! Oh well, will just spend the time chatting to the goal keeper, or person near my position. yay!!

Fingers crossed I don't get beaten with the hockey stick. Actually, no, I WILL win, whatever happens. Even if everyone is lying dead around me :wink:

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Yay, we won the first hockey game (lol, I use the word 'we' very loosely since it was more through the participation of the year 11s and 12s that really won the game) and so were made to play in the Finals. So, so, so almost go out of playing but was dragged in... and was not so bad because our team won 8-0!! yay, i love our team They are all so lovely. No one really stood in the correct positions, people just swung their sticks randomly... and my friend was skipping up and down the field. Ahh, was so lovely. Except for the referee person. Urgh, she was such a bitch. She kept on cheering the other team. So so so mean. Why would anyone do that? We are turquoise colour house (we do have a name...) and the other team were red. Urgh, the former is soooo much better than the latter. And the referee kept sending the hockey ball our way (we weren't doing very much) which was extremely cruel!!!! :evil: So glad that it was the last game. If I get asked to play netball, will just not turn up since netball is infinitely worse than hockey. Hate netball. hate it hate it hate it!!!

Hmmm, am not up to much at the moment. Should be writing up my geography plan. The teacher said 'plan' but I think i've gone and more or less written up the whole essay... which is rather stupid because I know she'll ask me to change something, and then will have to write up another essay... arrgggh....

Ooh yes, on Friday... omg, this boy i used to go to school with (primary) now thinks I am homosexual. Which I suppose is ok (except for the small detail that I'm actually not), but hmm, why would he suddenly bring that up into the conversation 7 years later?!? He was initially talking to another girl I know... and he was with a group of friends. Let's call the boy i know, J and his friend Jo. and my friend S. Jo. asked S if she had any friends (ie. my group of friends, since we all hang out with each other- lol, yes, we are a 'crew' (no, we're not really)) who were easy lays (honestly, boys are so bloody immature and sick and obsessed). Jo. chips in with 'except 'About a girl' (me) and 'X (another friend of mine who went to the same school).' J then goes on to tell S about how we 'had each other' in primary school. Does that sound remotely dodgy to you?!? Hmm, maybe it's my imagination, but considering it was coming from J's mouth, is very suspicious. He thinks we are gay and that my friend and I were lovers are school.... oh god. He had better not have spread that around his school (v. close to mine). Am very glad that he told Jo. not to go after us- shows we are not easy lays :roll: but must go and ask him why he thinks X and I, 'had each other.' Am sure I am blowing this out of proportion, but if you knew J, you'd realise he was a very very strange little boy. :shock: :?

Am sure that story is v. confusing. Must sound a little odd. Have been told that during the week. Hmm... someone used the word 'mad'. I hope they meant it in the 'she's a psycho' way more than the 'arrggh, she's got a horrible temper on her' way. Also appears as though I'm obsessed with cows. There's this friend I know who keeps on insisting that he will 'bring along a cow (the mooing animal) to the next party he comes to'. Is v. weird as am not obsessed with cows or anything. Lol, could be a double meaning in that... cows.... animals... horrible female.... lol. am being so sad. Will go back to my world of geography and leave people in peace.

Lots to look forward to this week. A geography conference (mostly about weather...) and my Imperial College thing this week. Oh yay. Must read through report as have forgotten all the sciency stuff I am supposed to have in my memory.

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Hello.

Have drunk so much coke tonight. I don't even like coke. In fact, I detest it. Is vile sugary liquid... if even that... and makes me feel rather sick. But there was nothing left to dilute 'stuff' with. oh oh oh... feel so ill from all the coke now. Must not drink... for a... very long time. :|

It has been officially diagnosed by emode.com that I am a commitment phobic. Obviously not to work. Oh no, am almost obsessive to attention. Oh feel ill. No no, just to certain people. Arrgh, do not know what to do. Seem to attract lots of weird people. oooh, brings me to next thing, am going to find my friend a 'roughion' person. mmmmmm hmmm... Know that roughion is not a word, but basically means 'rough.' ie. not smart and clean and tidy boy to go out with. Do not know why she wants a rough person. Surely smart person is much prettier than dirty person??

Went to Imperial on Wednesday. omg, was so embarassing. My friend spilt water on herself whilst looking at this girl's project and girl pointed it out to my friend in a really patronising manner. I started laughing (lol, i do this a lot) and she started laughing (my friend). She was laughing so hard that she was spilling water onto the desk with the girl's proj. on and am sure water splogged (is that a word?) onto the proj. (was not a big deal since nothing started to run and she had 5 copies of the proj) and this girl kept on giving us dirty looks. She made us feel really inadequate and retard-ish... is the word my friend used. I hate that word, but honestly, she was so bitchy towards us for the whole evening. Kept on looking over, daggers at us. Is that the right phrase to use? Also, we told this boy (who the organiser ended up calling Carol in the end, lol, which was not his name), that his title page (he was studying something to do with chick development and on his title page, had various pictures of chicks on it. The birds, not the girls!) could be used as a flick book. ie. he could put all his chick pictures on different pages, and make a nice flick book out of it. He also looked at us as though we were stupid. honestly, we were just showing him an opening in the market!!! He could be rich because of us. Everyone was so incredibly serious and formal. Was a nice informal occasion. Am so glad I had nice funny people to back me up. Would hate to work in such a serious environment. Of course if the occasion necessitates a serious attitude, would not be a problem, but come on, is informal atmosphere. Where is the happiness?!?!? :? :shock:

Also went to a geography conference on Thursday. Was so cool, as saw the anti-war protestors walking past when we were having lunch. V. cool indeed. Nice and calm etc etc. Also saw helicopter guarding the President. Also quite cool... but was v. surprised at how rude the students at the conference were. Loads of them didn't make any notes and just sat there. What is the point of paying £12 to go to a conference just to sit there and draw rude pictures of the speakers? :roll: Perhaps am being pedantic, but really do think it is very very rude.

Ooh, cheeks feel really, really hot atm.

Must sign off now as hands are cold. Have included a nice questionnaire thingy, actually, is v. boring and annoying, that i've been sent over the week. All my friends have completed it, and is v. amusing if you don't fill it in in a bland fashion, slightly boring... but ok generally for when you are bored out of your mind. Feel free to take it and introduce it to your friends. Oh we (friends and I) are such losers for playing these games. oh oh oh, woe woe woe, the lament that we do feel.
ps. does anyone think that Yo is a cool way of starting correspondence?? Makes me appear slightly rude... but is so coooool.

pps. filled in the questionnaire a few days ago, and have deleted things which give away my identity. God forbid you should find that out! Would have to turn you all into stone!!!!! :shock: Have fun. urgh, it is v. long though!!!

>* Starting Time: 22.23 Have been lured into MSN frenzy.
> >* Name: 'About a Girl'
> >* Nicknames: No, but some of you insist on calling me '*****.' Am not entirely happy with that as reminds me of pansy.
> >* Age: 17 (v. old. Face lift time in a few years. Will wait until 20).
> >* School: *****
> >* Location: Permanently in a day dream.
> >* Live: Or die. Prefer the former, of course.
> >* Colour of eyes: Brown. Want violet. How cool would that be?!?
> >* Hair: Black. very boring. B for B.
> >* Brothers/Sisters: 2 brothers. I apparently, bully them. Absurd since am youngest. How could I ahem, possibly bully them?!? (lol, seriously, I don't!!!)
> >
> >---------------HAVE YOU EVER---------
> >* Ever been so drunk you blacked out: Not yet. Am waiting for it to happen. Am going off alochol though, so must do it before I go off it completely.
>
> >* Put a body part on fire for amusement: stupid question. of course not. Which fool would actually do that?!?
> >* Been hurt emotionally: No. Have a heart of stone. Am sure have hurt people though... but will not go into that.
>
> >* Kept a secret from everyone: Yes.
>
> >* Wanted to hook up with a friend: No, not really. Like B, am mainly friends with females. That is why J (remember, that person I mentioned previously who used to go to school with me? Am too tired to scroll up and see what I wrote) thinks I am a lesbian.
>
> >* Cried during a Movie: am sure I have.
>
> >* Had a crush on a teacher: god no. And don't any of you dare say anything. The answer is no, and will always be no.
>
> >* Ever thought an animated character was hot? erm, no. Can understand why that rabbit would be hot to men though. But urgh, no.
>
> >* Been on stage: for play festival. What a joke.
>
> >* Been sarcastic: never. Am simpleton.
> >
> >--------FAVOURITE-------
> >* Shampoo: as long as it contains all the right ingredients and does not make my hair fall out.
>
> >* Colour: ooh, y'know.... actually, i don't know.
>
> >* Day/Night: night. no sun.
>
> >* Summer/Winter: winter. It's cold. mmmm.... and no sun. autumn is lovely- all the leaves fall off. Is good. Everything is dying. mwwhhahahahaha, everything is deeeaaaadddd. ooh, must stop saying dead. am scaring people around me.
> >* Lace or satin: urgh, not lace. Probably satin. What is the difference between satin and silk? Do not particularly like velvet. reminds me of velour.
>
> >* Cartoon Characters: Did not watch cartoons as a child. Played computer games which asked me to name clouds. It's cirrus, dammit.
>
> >* Fave Food: Do not have one.
> >* Fav Outfit: omg, is v. sad if you actually have a fav. outfit surely. Hmm, no, do not have one. Do not own any clothes which I absolutely hate... so anything.
> >* Fave Advert: Fit Diet Coke man. The french man. oooh, he was fit.
> >* Fave Movie: anything with fit men in it. Oh god, I don't know. Am getting bored of these questions and hands are soooo cold.
> >* Fave Ice Cream: do not know. not chocolate though. urgh. yucky.
> >* Fave Subject: learning about how Oedipus shagged his mother. lol, have written about that way too much.
> >* Fave Alcoholic Drink: have no favourite. Above 37% is perfect though.
> >
> >------------------RIGHT NOW------------
> >* Wearing: clothes.
> >* Hair: is down. wow. and is straight- as always
> >* I'm feeling: sick with fear about piano lesson tomorrow with hairy hairy man. And also feeling really cold.
> >* Eating:nothing.
> >* Drinking: nothing. But need water. Have forgotten to drink 2l of water today. Oh, the shame. Must drink 4l tomorrow. Arrgh, will kill myself drinking water like that man who drank 8l. Oh what a fool.
> >* Thinking about: how good central heating would be.
> >* Listening to: me typing.
> >* Talking to: B, S, and Smarties and avoiding countless people.
> >* Watching: me typing.
> >
> >---------IN THE LAST 24 HRS--------
> >* Cried: no. Almost when i started my geography though.
> >* Worn a skirt: no. Do not feel the need to change clothes many times a day.
> >* Met someone new: only that opticians boy. Was very sweet. Felt so mean for laughing in his face. ahh. but apart from that, no. oh, saw J again. Am surprised at his yeti like appearance.
> >* Cleaned your room: god no. have moved books from table onto bed though, to make room for arms to write.
> >* Drove a car: no. would be illegal.
> >
> >----------DO YOU BELIEVE IN-------
> >
> >* Yourself: only when i'm tipsy. Believed I could sell all of N's tickets. stingy bastards wouldn't give me anything. Apart from that weirdo... who now looks at me continuously at station. With his weirdo friend.
> >* Friends: erm, yes.
> >* Santa Claus: no. not since he bought me a lego set instead of polly pocket when i was 3 (??) bastard. ANyone could see i was obviously a girl (seriously, i did look like a girl when I was 3. Was wearing red tights with bow on and everything).
> >*Tooth Fairy: No.
> >* Destiny/Fate: No. Not unless it brings me good things.
> >* Angels: no.
> >*Ghosts: possibly. Am not going to think about that.
> >* UFO's: do not really know. There are people who are UFOs though. Weird people.
> >
> >------------FRIENDS AND LIFE--------
> >* Do you have a boyfriend/girlfriend: no. And don't anyone dare say I have a girlfriend.
> >* Who's the loudest: Yes, would say MI. But not all the time.
> >* Who's the weirdest: erm, do not know.
> >* Who do you cry with: please, do not go to crying clubs or anything where we all sit down and hold hands and cry. Oh and being so mean. Sorry if you do go to crying club.
> >* When you last cried the most: Do not know. What is it with crying questions?!
> >* What's the best feeling in the world: arggh, am refusing to answer this.
> >* Who will respond to this email fastest: hmm, people have already responded to it, so do not know.
> >* Who did you send this to who won't respond: lots of people. Do not worry, do not have the self-esteem to expect you to respond.
> >* Who sent this 2 u: B&R&MI&S
> >* Do you want all your friends to do this and send it back to u: oh, only if you wish to. Do not feel obliged to. Will not put gun to head and demand it be done.
> >* Finish time:22.41. arrgh, my typing time has been so slow. . Fingers v. cold.

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This is more or less an amalgamated post incl. bits from the last one (which I removed because I sounded far, far, far too bitter.)

Here is a nice little run-down of the 'nice' mock-interview I had. It was supposed to resemble an Oxford Interview, but puh-lease, it was nothing like what an Oxford interview would be like... It was based more or less, purely on the personal statement, which incidentally, she didn't even have in front of her. And she kept on asking me 'Anything else?' I was like, NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. She asked me if I read anything to keep up to date with things (she didn't state what things, so i assumed she meant medical issues etc etc). I talked about reading the BBC health news website every other day and Student BMJ& the newspaper. She said 'Anything else?' I said, 'I read the Ecologist to keep up to date with geographical issues...' and she said 'Anything else???' And I was thinking, erm, isn't that enough?!? Then muttered something about reading books to do with general science issues etc. to which she again replied 'ANYTHING ELSE?' arrgggh, no i don't do anything else. I have enough 'other activities' to do!!!! Was very stressed about that. Have worked myself up and am now thinking 'shit, i don't read enough.' (ps. i aso read fiction etc. but that wasn't really what the question was about...) Anyway, that is all over now.

And then on Thursday, I technically, did not have school. It was called an 'Academic Tutoring' day, where you just sit and discuss your progress with your form teacher... and then try and produce an action plan. Mine was v. boring and she ended it by saying 'oh look, i didn't actually have to call you in today! i could have done it with you yesterday... saved you a journey.' oh hahahahahaha... well, lovely of you to tell me now :roll:

Oooh, my year seven form (I am mentor for a year seven form) has decided how they want to decorate their classroom for Christmas. It's so sweet... lol, hmm, and I bet you thought secondary schools had gotten out of this habit! They asked their form teacher if he wanted to dress up as Santa. Obv. he said no. They just pushed and pushed and pushed him and then gave him the option of dressing up as 'Jesus.' He kindly declined and weakly added that he would 'bring in some fairy lights.' oooh, how kind! Anyway, they are planning to do Secret Santa (the whole form inc. me and the teacher :shock: ). Am wondering what I can buy (that is nice) for £3... I also have to buy a small stocking to put it in. arrgggh, where can I find one of those?!? Shall I just put it in a sock? It seems so much easier. On the subject of Christmas (much much muuuuch too early... lol, please don't accuse me of being Scrooge. I happen to think the run up to Christmas is the best but Christmas day just seems like a little anti-climax, apart from the real meaning of Christmas etc etc Anyway, back to the subject, the house next door to me has set up ALL their christmas lights. They've sort of covered their roof and the windows (theirs, I hastily point out) and the trees with lights and flashing Christmas things. All I can say is that it looks like a horror house. And the house down the road (I think the two are having a little competition) are even more vile. They have EVEN MORE lights... and it is soooo incredibly bright! They must use up all the power from the National Grid. Am sure that they must at least take next door's power too.... is v. horrific!!!

Did you ever notice how Aladdin does not have nipples in the Disney cartoons? How odd is that?! Yet in the Little Mermaid, her father does. He is v. gross. Just pondering on that thought... and yet the Little Mermaid was made before Aladdin, so it's not like they 'just forgot.' Oooh, maybe children were too disturbed after watching the Little Mermaid that Disney decided that they must thus make all their characters deformed, like... well, Aladdin... hmm, is very weird and I don't actually know why I am thinking about that.

I'm currently supposed to be writing up an essay. aahhh, i love them so much. Except that i'm writing an essay about two Epic poems, and i hate, absolutely abhor epics. They are so incredibly boring. At least when writing essays on tragedies, you can flick through the plays really quickly before starting to write. But no no, epics are massive books with lots and lots of pages and teeny tiny writing (no pictures, I add lol) and so there is no way anyone could read through that before writing the essay. May i also add that Aeneas, who Virgil writes about in The Aeneid (i really dislike that book), is (and now excuse the language) the biggest wanker on the planet. He is such a twat. He starts of the poem by saying 'oooh, we must all go and sail.... and find somewhere where we can settle down... a few years later... oooooh, is this where we are supposed to be? I have no idea where we are supposed to be actually. oopos no, it's Crete. it can't be here... off we go again... a few years later, a few hundred men dead, oooh, it must be here. Oh nope. God tells him it's Italy i need... off they go again.' And round and round and round, off they sail again and again and again, revisiting the same places again and again. Until he manages to cause the suicide of a woman... urgh, i just cannot tell you how stupid I think he is. And on that point, I've written something incredibly stupid in my essay...
'Moreover, Dido and Anna also enjoy a good relationship. Anna is extremely trusting of her sister so when Dido asks for a funeral pyre to be built, Anna 'never suspeccted that Dido was planning her own death.' In contrast, Dido is less trusting of Anna and feels the need to 'hide her resolve' from her sister. Oh yeah right, as if Anna would just forget to notice that Dido wanted to kill herself on the FUNERAL pyre... and as if Dido would actually tell her sister that she was going to kill herself. Actually, I don't have a sister, so it might happen...

Oooh now, am trying to think of good things that are going to happen during the week. I can't think of anything. My friend got an Oxford interview date today- yay for her- she's hoping to study English, except even though she's applied for entry 2004, she doesn't actually want to go to any of the uni's she's applied for... she said something about applying for the wrong course... and how she doesn't just want to do English, but English and Classics. She is an odd girl. Surely it would have been better to decide that prior to application :roll:

lol, I persuaded my friend to paint stripes of Glamazon (some sort of brown liquid which is supposed to bronze you... it's a cosmetic...) on her hand. lol, it's so funny. She forgot to rub it in and now has a stripy hand. It looks like she put her hand behind a stripy deckchair before exposing it to the sun. hehe, am so cruel... she was rather amused though She's planning to go to Tanzania for her gap year. I was trying to persuade her to visit Mauritius whilst on her gap year... she said she would be too poor to go... i suggested boating it. Honestly, she made such a massive fuss. It's not like people haven't sailed across the sea before :roll: People have sailed from India to Britain. People go from America to England. Is only a teeny tiny distance from Tanzania to Mauritius. She said something about the boat... was wrong. I suggested using paddles. Is such a wonderful idea. Don't know why I didn't think of it before! There might be pirates... but oh... best not to think the worst. Oh, and she did mention that people have been stuck in those seas until they die because there are no winds... but am sure that we'll find a way round that for her :lol:

Awww, really must go and type up my essay now

But I shall leave you with a little piece my friend typed up for me, from The Little Prince. It is such a lovely bit in the book

:mrgreen: . In the little prince there is a fox, he wants to be tamed. He believes that love will enrich his world
'My life is very monotonous,' he said. 'I hunt chickens; men hunt me. All the chickens are alike, and all men are just alike. And, in consequence, I am a little bored. But if you tame me, it will be as if the sun came to shine on my life. I shall know the sound of a step that will be different from all the others. Other steps send me hurying back underneath the ground. Yours will call me, like music, out of my burrow. And then look: you see the grain-fields down yonder? I do not eat bread. Wheat is of no use to me. The wheat fields have nothing to say to me, and that is sad. But you have hair that is the colour of gold. Think how wonderful that will be when you have tamed me! The grain, which is also golden, will bring me back the thought of you. And I shall love to listen to the wind in the wheat.'
:mrgreen:

Take care and good night,
:mrgreen:

PS. Oh, one more thing. I don't actually watch this, but was flicking through channels tonight (as cool as I am 8)) and came across Pop Idol. I don't think particularly much of reality tv shows, but I cannot say how much courage I think those people who sing on those shows have. They are so so so soooo brave, and so so soooooo good. It's so lovely to see people with such high ambitions (well, ok, we'll discard the fact that they want to get filthy rich) who are prepared to go through such daunting tasks! Well done them. I don't think I could ever do that.

pps. am just going to add to this post... why do my jeans never fit me?? I don't think i'm getting skinnier and yet they keep on getting looser (the waist bit, so really, the whole pair of jeans is getting looser. omg, that makes me sound really weird). I have to (in a rather sad sad sad fashion), turn up the ends of my jeans (sssssshhhhhh) so that they don't drag on the floor (I hate it when that happens. Obsessive person that I am). But now, if I don't want them to drag on the floor, I have to turn them up even more, and definitely do not want to be wearing jeans with turn-ups which reach my knees Anyway, wore heels with them today so that the jeans wouldn't get wet in puddles (do not want to be mopping up the whole of my area!) and still I kept on treading on the back of them. arrggggghhhhhhhh. My friend suggested wearing a belt, which is a fine suggestion indeed, but since i'd have to pull the belt quite tightly, surely the waist area will go erm, lumpy (is that the word?!) and look really really bizarre?! Well anyway, tis only a small thing that is bothering me!

[Mmmm...]

hello my sweetie pies and how are you all???? is not actually very urgent question, i do not care (much) how you are. Well ok, I do Just a teeny tiny bit.
aaaah have nothing to sayyyyy but just had to write, am weirdly joyful although have mountains and volcanoes of work piling up on top of me threatening to erupt at any point. is unimportant. oh

pah, have an 'unsuccessful' on UCAS now. pah ruined the perfect-ness of the green and light green. For anyone else who was also rejected by 'arrogant bastards' (my friend called them that. I do not really care), here is lovely lovely poem:

Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.

Hmmm, lovely gorgeous friends took me out on Fri to drown my sorrows. May have forgotten to mention to them that do not really have sorrows, but was so lovely all the same. We were so poor after ~ 1 hour Lovely barman (who actually is not so lovely) bought us lots of free drinks. We were the only young people in the pub. hehe, was such a great evening.

And yesterday, played jenga. Was it jenga?? Whilst concoting drinking game. Sort of failed but was lovely and jenger-ish. Am not making much sense. Remember that at one point someone turned the film off (do not know what we were watching) and had to exclaim in horror for it to be put back on (even though i don't know what we were watching). Lots of wooden blocks on the floor with everyone gathered around. Like sacrifice. :twisted:

oh god was bit drunk last night i think, had such such trouble getting into my house and up stairs. mum came out onto landing just to check was me, and think i waved merrily and extensively at her until she went back to bed. that cider-mixed-with-beer stuff is greeeeeat, oh am in love with it. becaue is so lovely and strong but can be drunk so quickly like water. must drink alllllways. was more drunk than have been for quite little while. hmm sent somebody a few too many messages in which i do not remember what i said except for chunks which are slllllightly more embarassing now am sober. bit too explicit in some places i believe. heehee, remember at one point i compared them in some way to pie(???) but spelt it 'pi' and found mathematical connotations just most hilarious thing ever. my god am laughing at memory of how funny it was to spell it 'pi', dear me.

Arghh, must read e-mails because they are so thrilling in my sad sober little life.

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