Ok, I hardly ever blog any more, but really, who even reads them? My mum does, (yes, HI MUM) and a few other friends, but I don't know, I just don't find time these days.I've finished my first book, which I really need to work out how to get published, and I've started on my second. I'm writing FanFiction but not enough really, I don't know how my readers don't get mad at me! I'm going to write some now.
Whoops, I got carried away with that. Anyway, there's not much else going on in my life at the moment. I'm looking forward to my holiday in the summer, going to Sixth Form still, trying to stay awake in History, the usual routine. I've got into my new story now, I'm going to post this and get back to that.
Ratty xxxx
Sunday, 3 July 2011
Tuesday, 12 April 2011
Long Since
So I've not blogged for a while. Ha ha, like anybody but my family and friends read it anyway. Still, I enjoy it. When I remember that is...
But no, I've been busy writing my book, which I've FINALLY finished after only two and a half years of writing. I was doing GCSEs though! But anyway, it's done now, just needs a bit of what I call tinkering and proof reading. Which rreminds me, my mum needs to read it! I know you're reading this Mum, so stop and go and read my book!
So currently it's the Easter holidays. Wup-de-doo. I have to tidy my room, on my supposed 'lazy day'. I also have some nice coursework to 'tinker with' as my English teacher, Mr Ward, says. Thanks sir! You obviously told us we had finished all our coursework for nothing. Not to mention A Level revison... sheesh. Far too much to do in two weeks. At least The Vampire Diaries is on again tonight.
Aha, some news! I recently dressed up as Connor Temple from ITV1's show Primeval. I don't like to brag, but my cotume was amazing! In fact, here it is
It was for fancy dress of course, I don't just randomly dress up as TV characters, because that is NOT normal.
I guess playing hide and seek with your eight year old brother in B&Q, hiding in a wardrobe, some woman opening it, you saying "Hellooo" then legging it isn't normal either. But I guess you win some you lose some.
Anyway, that's it for now, I have to go and remove random people following me on Twitter. This guy has a moustache, kind of creeps me out.
But no, I've been busy writing my book, which I've FINALLY finished after only two and a half years of writing. I was doing GCSEs though! But anyway, it's done now, just needs a bit of what I call tinkering and proof reading. Which rreminds me, my mum needs to read it! I know you're reading this Mum, so stop and go and read my book!
So currently it's the Easter holidays. Wup-de-doo. I have to tidy my room, on my supposed 'lazy day'. I also have some nice coursework to 'tinker with' as my English teacher, Mr Ward, says. Thanks sir! You obviously told us we had finished all our coursework for nothing. Not to mention A Level revison... sheesh. Far too much to do in two weeks. At least The Vampire Diaries is on again tonight.
Aha, some news! I recently dressed up as Connor Temple from ITV1's show Primeval. I don't like to brag, but my cotume was amazing! In fact, here it is
It was for fancy dress of course, I don't just randomly dress up as TV characters, because that is NOT normal.
I guess playing hide and seek with your eight year old brother in B&Q, hiding in a wardrobe, some woman opening it, you saying "Hellooo" then legging it isn't normal either. But I guess you win some you lose some.
Anyway, that's it for now, I have to go and remove random people following me on Twitter. This guy has a moustache, kind of creeps me out.
Tuesday, 2 November 2010
Ok, it's just a 'short' one this time...
I'm sitting here in the school library again. It's really like a home from home! Although my home doesn't have beanbags and enough books to sink a battleship. Although we do have rather a lot of books, but not as many as I'm sharing a room with right now. Then again, the library doesn't have a biscuit cupboard. House 1, Library nil!
I now feel a bit dazed. I have just had something explained to me by my friend at about ninety miles-per-hour and I don't understand a word of it! Oh well, I used my old motto: smile and nod, smile and nod. She's doing it again... oh well, I'm sure I do it to her sometimes too. Speaking explaining things to people who don't understand, The Vampire Diaries is on tonight! You could possibly say I was excited. If you are a fan of understatements that is.
Now, just a quick note to say I am supporting One Direction to win the X Factor this year. Well, I was torn between them and Storm Lee, but the obvious tone-deaf-ness of the British public means Storm was kicked out in only the second week! It was an absolute TRADGEY. Although I still insist he looks a lot like John Simm, when they both had blonde hair that is.
But One Direction are good. Now, you may say that I've fallen into the trap of teenage-fangirl-who-loves-them-because-they're-hot, but I actually think they are a really excellent boy band! To prove my point, I actually listen to their songs. Using earphones. WITHOUT SEEING THEM. I think this proves my point efficiently. In fact, I'm listening to them singing Coldplay's Viva La Vida right now. But then again, I have to admit they all are rather cute as well. Especially Liam. But hey, he's also the best singer!
Anyway, I'm off now. Bye!
I now feel a bit dazed. I have just had something explained to me by my friend at about ninety miles-per-hour and I don't understand a word of it! Oh well, I used my old motto: smile and nod, smile and nod. She's doing it again... oh well, I'm sure I do it to her sometimes too. Speaking explaining things to people who don't understand, The Vampire Diaries is on tonight! You could possibly say I was excited. If you are a fan of understatements that is.
Now, just a quick note to say I am supporting One Direction to win the X Factor this year. Well, I was torn between them and Storm Lee, but the obvious tone-deaf-ness of the British public means Storm was kicked out in only the second week! It was an absolute TRADGEY. Although I still insist he looks a lot like John Simm, when they both had blonde hair that is.
But One Direction are good. Now, you may say that I've fallen into the trap of teenage-fangirl-who-loves-them-because-they're-hot, but I actually think they are a really excellent boy band! To prove my point, I actually listen to their songs. Using earphones. WITHOUT SEEING THEM. I think this proves my point efficiently. In fact, I'm listening to them singing Coldplay's Viva La Vida right now. But then again, I have to admit they all are rather cute as well. Especially Liam. But hey, he's also the best singer!
Anyway, I'm off now. Bye!
Thursday, 28 October 2010
Chocolate Much?
Hello, readers! It’s me again! Well, who else would it be, it is my blog. Speaking of blogs, my friend very wisely said the word ‘blog’ sounds like a creature that lives on the seabed and communicates through breaking wind. I had to agree, but still, I enjoy writing mine! Funnily enough, she has recently started one up… hmmmm, odd. Anyway, back to my actual life.
So, yesterday I went to Cadbury World in Birmingham. I've wanted to go there for ages, and was it as good as I'd expected? Yes.
There was loads of the history of chocolate, told in really interesting ways, with miniature scenes with moving people projected onto them, people dressed up as the founders of Cadbury's (funnily enough, their surnames were Cadbury), talking to each other while on different TV screens, there were seats that shook to resemble the action of the chocolate making machines, plus we ended up getting three free bars and a cup of melted chocolate. Oooh, I can actually smell melted chocolate as I'm writing this! Hang on, that can't be right, I'm sitting in my room! Maybe I'm just going mad...
Now, that cup of melted chocolate did cause some fuss. You see, we were able to choose an ingredient to have with the chocolate, from various sweets, biscuits pieces, rice krispies, popcorn and all other things that contain calories galore. I was all set to have biscuit pieces in mine because I knew that would be nice, however, I was teetering on the edge of going for jelly babies instead. Mum however, said "I'll have rice krispies and you have biscuit, so that was decided. Then we swapped a bit, which was my fatal mistake. Mum ended up loving MY cup of melted chocolate, so we swapped. I must say, rice krispies are nowhere NEAR as nice with melted Cadbury's Dairy Milk as biscuit (imagine MY cup to be broken-up-and-melted-chocolate fingers, what a shame, they just happen to be Mum's favourite. Remember Mum, you owe me!!!
Another amusing time was the Cadabra ride. It was a bit cheesy to start with, this car going through a wonderland-with-cocoa-beans-with-faces-in, who all lived in houses and the plants in the little gardens moved (spooky!). It was very Santa’s-grotto. Now, just before we got on this, we were told by the attendant that we would have our picture taken as we went around. He said “When you see the big parrot, smile.” Mum got this all wrong, and thought you were meant to smile AT the parrot. When we eventually saw the parrot, she was so busy smiling at it she failed to notice a bright TV screen with a cartoon cocoa-bean character on, and the character was holding a camera and practically shouting “Hey, look over here, I’m going to take your picture, look at me!” Me and my brother heard this as it was very hard not to, but it was obviously not impossible, as Mum was still gawping at the parrot and on the picture we bought she wasn’t looking. And no, Mum, you’re never going to live that down.
However, soon after the parrot episode, we were on ‘Advertisement Avenue’, a street made to look like it was made out of chocolate that showed some of the most famous past adverts for Cadbury’s. We were standing on the ‘chocolate’ bridge at one point, and Mum decided to point this out to me. I then informed her that her statement was fairly irrelevant, seeing as we were standing on in a chocolate street. She then thought it would be oh-so-hilarious to say that there was a woman behind me licking a house. Naturally, I turned around to see this phenomenon, but there was no such lady in sight. Mum then began to laugh at me. I wasn’t amused. I was fully expecting to see some random obese person obsessively licking a house! Of course, I didn’t, so Mum had me there. But I just said “Parrot”, smirked and moved on to the next exhibit, which just happened to be the drumming gorilla. It actually moved and everything as the Phil Collins track played, and we all thought that that was the actual gorilla used in the advert, it moved so realistically. But it was obviously not a man in a suit, because he wouldn’t just sit there behind a screen doing the same thing over and over again every time some kid pressed the button. And also, the eyes opened and closed, and no human has all-black eyes. Not unless they’re really weird…
So, overall, a very good day. Especially the hot-dog I had in the restaurant afterwards, it was served in a baguette! It was simply the best hot-dog I’ve ever had in my life!
Anyway, that’s all from me for now, I need to go and eat something, not to mention I have homework to do.
Zoe xxxxxxx
So, yesterday I went to Cadbury World in Birmingham. I've wanted to go there for ages, and was it as good as I'd expected? Yes.
There was loads of the history of chocolate, told in really interesting ways, with miniature scenes with moving people projected onto them, people dressed up as the founders of Cadbury's (funnily enough, their surnames were Cadbury), talking to each other while on different TV screens, there were seats that shook to resemble the action of the chocolate making machines, plus we ended up getting three free bars and a cup of melted chocolate. Oooh, I can actually smell melted chocolate as I'm writing this! Hang on, that can't be right, I'm sitting in my room! Maybe I'm just going mad...
Now, that cup of melted chocolate did cause some fuss. You see, we were able to choose an ingredient to have with the chocolate, from various sweets, biscuits pieces, rice krispies, popcorn and all other things that contain calories galore. I was all set to have biscuit pieces in mine because I knew that would be nice, however, I was teetering on the edge of going for jelly babies instead. Mum however, said "I'll have rice krispies and you have biscuit, so that was decided. Then we swapped a bit, which was my fatal mistake. Mum ended up loving MY cup of melted chocolate, so we swapped. I must say, rice krispies are nowhere NEAR as nice with melted Cadbury's Dairy Milk as biscuit (imagine MY cup to be broken-up-and-melted-chocolate fingers, what a shame, they just happen to be Mum's favourite. Remember Mum, you owe me!!!
Another amusing time was the Cadabra ride. It was a bit cheesy to start with, this car going through a wonderland-with-cocoa-beans-with-faces-in, who all lived in houses and the plants in the little gardens moved (spooky!). It was very Santa’s-grotto. Now, just before we got on this, we were told by the attendant that we would have our picture taken as we went around. He said “When you see the big parrot, smile.” Mum got this all wrong, and thought you were meant to smile AT the parrot. When we eventually saw the parrot, she was so busy smiling at it she failed to notice a bright TV screen with a cartoon cocoa-bean character on, and the character was holding a camera and practically shouting “Hey, look over here, I’m going to take your picture, look at me!” Me and my brother heard this as it was very hard not to, but it was obviously not impossible, as Mum was still gawping at the parrot and on the picture we bought she wasn’t looking. And no, Mum, you’re never going to live that down.
However, soon after the parrot episode, we were on ‘Advertisement Avenue’, a street made to look like it was made out of chocolate that showed some of the most famous past adverts for Cadbury’s. We were standing on the ‘chocolate’ bridge at one point, and Mum decided to point this out to me. I then informed her that her statement was fairly irrelevant, seeing as we were standing on in a chocolate street. She then thought it would be oh-so-hilarious to say that there was a woman behind me licking a house. Naturally, I turned around to see this phenomenon, but there was no such lady in sight. Mum then began to laugh at me. I wasn’t amused. I was fully expecting to see some random obese person obsessively licking a house! Of course, I didn’t, so Mum had me there. But I just said “Parrot”, smirked and moved on to the next exhibit, which just happened to be the drumming gorilla. It actually moved and everything as the Phil Collins track played, and we all thought that that was the actual gorilla used in the advert, it moved so realistically. But it was obviously not a man in a suit, because he wouldn’t just sit there behind a screen doing the same thing over and over again every time some kid pressed the button. And also, the eyes opened and closed, and no human has all-black eyes. Not unless they’re really weird…
So, overall, a very good day. Especially the hot-dog I had in the restaurant afterwards, it was served in a baguette! It was simply the best hot-dog I’ve ever had in my life!
Anyway, that’s all from me for now, I need to go and eat something, not to mention I have homework to do.
Zoe xxxxxxx
Sunday, 3 October 2010
Panto Occurences
Hello all!!
Just a few new things to note in my life...
I've recently got the part of Aladdin in the village pantomime (personally I think it's my short hair that landed me the role, but maybe my acting ability contributed too). It is rather good, as there aren't as many lines as I would have thought, but again I have to marry a girl. It is getting a bit of a habit with me. Last time I played Maid Marian in Robin Hood, and Robin was played by a girl. It's just one of those things.
I was discussing this with my friends on the way back from the bus stop after school (we call ourselves The Bus Crew because we all go on the same school bus and have quite a few laughs doing it) the marriage to Holly (the girl who plays Jasmine) as her mum walked by. I said, perfectly innocently, "there's my future mother in law". The girls then started to laugh and mention something about homosexuality, causing me to state quite loudly (and right outside the village church may I add) that "Just because I'm marrying a girl doesn't mean I'm a LESBIAN!". Unfortunately, as I said this, an elderly woman drove past in her rattling old tin-can car with her window down. Needless to say, she looked rather shocked.
But I love the village panto. This year, all of The Bus Crew bar two are in it, so we will all have much fun and most likely reform the "Panto Crew" of two years ago (the last panto, it's far too much work to be annual). Last time, larking about with some sticks from the tree outside, somebody broke the cupboard in the old kitchen (by accident) in the back room while mucking about during rehearsals, and this was the subject of much amusement for quite some time afterwards. In fact, I filmed the episode, and you can see it here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s3Q15vY3hzQ
I just would like to point out that the kitchen was being moved from where it was in the village hall to another part of the building at that time, so the cupboard in question was going to be scrapped anyway, otherwise we wouldn't have done it.
Not that we meant to either. It was all a huge mistake, as the video footage will prove.
Oh gosh I've wrote loads!!! I wasn't planning on this. Oh well, I'll write soon with more details of my mental life.
Just a few new things to note in my life...
I've recently got the part of Aladdin in the village pantomime (personally I think it's my short hair that landed me the role, but maybe my acting ability contributed too). It is rather good, as there aren't as many lines as I would have thought, but again I have to marry a girl. It is getting a bit of a habit with me. Last time I played Maid Marian in Robin Hood, and Robin was played by a girl. It's just one of those things.
I was discussing this with my friends on the way back from the bus stop after school (we call ourselves The Bus Crew because we all go on the same school bus and have quite a few laughs doing it) the marriage to Holly (the girl who plays Jasmine) as her mum walked by. I said, perfectly innocently, "there's my future mother in law". The girls then started to laugh and mention something about homosexuality, causing me to state quite loudly (and right outside the village church may I add) that "Just because I'm marrying a girl doesn't mean I'm a LESBIAN!". Unfortunately, as I said this, an elderly woman drove past in her rattling old tin-can car with her window down. Needless to say, she looked rather shocked.
But I love the village panto. This year, all of The Bus Crew bar two are in it, so we will all have much fun and most likely reform the "Panto Crew" of two years ago (the last panto, it's far too much work to be annual). Last time, larking about with some sticks from the tree outside, somebody broke the cupboard in the old kitchen (by accident) in the back room while mucking about during rehearsals, and this was the subject of much amusement for quite some time afterwards. In fact, I filmed the episode, and you can see it here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s3Q15vY3hzQ
I just would like to point out that the kitchen was being moved from where it was in the village hall to another part of the building at that time, so the cupboard in question was going to be scrapped anyway, otherwise we wouldn't have done it.
Not that we meant to either. It was all a huge mistake, as the video footage will prove.
Oh gosh I've wrote loads!!! I wasn't planning on this. Oh well, I'll write soon with more details of my mental life.
Friday, 17 September 2010
A Sea Of Rants (and the occasional evil laugh)
I've got my laptop back, finally! Good old Arthur (that's his name) recovered from his nasty virus and then came back to me to learn he probably passed it on to me before he went off to the Laptop Doctor, because I have lost my sense of smell and am continuously coughing up my trachea unless I down 'Covo-oooo-nia' like it's Lucozade Sport.
Anyway, I've been at Sixth Form now for two weeks, and it's great. I can't help but pay attention in all the lessons, I have no Maths or PE to torture me, and Friday has two doubles of English Literature! Not to mention the amazing freedom to walk out of the school grounds as you please. However, finding a person does get difficult, as I said to my friend Meghan, it's like somebody got a handful of Sixth-Former-flavoured-confetti and threw it all over town!
Another problem is lockers. Officially, Sixth Formers don't qualify for these essential secure storage spaces, unless, like my good friend Squish (yes, it's a nickname, but one that is always used) you happen to do A-Level Art and therefore get a giant cupboard in the Sixth Form Art Studio all to yourself. So poor old me would have to carry four Lever-Arch files complete with about six textbooks and a couple of novels to school, around school and back home nearly every day. Excuse me, but not going to happen!
However, the genius that is me prowled around school for a bit in search of a decent sized unclaimed locker. I finally found one in the middle of a Year Seven patch of lockers, whapped a padlock on and laughed my way to class. Mwhahahaha!!
I have also been kind and considerate enough to share my hard-to-come-by finding with my best friend Meghan, so it is now referred to as 'The Communal Locker', even though it is only used by two people.
One problem though, as I mentioned before, is the Year Sevens whose lockers surround mine. They may be extremely small and moderately timid, but even the might of the Sixth Former doesn't stand a chance against a swarm of small children who tend to travel in packs of about ten at a time, and when the locker space is squashed under the stairs it is not good. It can get pretty ochlophobic at times for the Lone Year Twelve in a sea of Year Sevens swinging PE bags and crushing you against the wall with their snail-to-shell-ratio rucksacks with just a measly 'sorry', and opening locker doors INTO YOUR ACTUAL HEAD without even a measly sorry.
Anyway, rant over... I'm going to go and do something useful with my precious time on this Earth.
*cough* Facebook *cough*
Anyway, I've been at Sixth Form now for two weeks, and it's great. I can't help but pay attention in all the lessons, I have no Maths or PE to torture me, and Friday has two doubles of English Literature! Not to mention the amazing freedom to walk out of the school grounds as you please. However, finding a person does get difficult, as I said to my friend Meghan, it's like somebody got a handful of Sixth-Former-flavoured-confetti and threw it all over town!
Another problem is lockers. Officially, Sixth Formers don't qualify for these essential secure storage spaces, unless, like my good friend Squish (yes, it's a nickname, but one that is always used) you happen to do A-Level Art and therefore get a giant cupboard in the Sixth Form Art Studio all to yourself. So poor old me would have to carry four Lever-Arch files complete with about six textbooks and a couple of novels to school, around school and back home nearly every day. Excuse me, but not going to happen!
However, the genius that is me prowled around school for a bit in search of a decent sized unclaimed locker. I finally found one in the middle of a Year Seven patch of lockers, whapped a padlock on and laughed my way to class. Mwhahahaha!!
I have also been kind and considerate enough to share my hard-to-come-by finding with my best friend Meghan, so it is now referred to as 'The Communal Locker', even though it is only used by two people.
One problem though, as I mentioned before, is the Year Sevens whose lockers surround mine. They may be extremely small and moderately timid, but even the might of the Sixth Former doesn't stand a chance against a swarm of small children who tend to travel in packs of about ten at a time, and when the locker space is squashed under the stairs it is not good. It can get pretty ochlophobic at times for the Lone Year Twelve in a sea of Year Sevens swinging PE bags and crushing you against the wall with their snail-to-shell-ratio rucksacks with just a measly 'sorry', and opening locker doors INTO YOUR ACTUAL HEAD without even a measly sorry.
Anyway, rant over... I'm going to go and do something useful with my precious time on this Earth.
*cough* Facebook *cough*
Monday, 6 September 2010
It's Like I've Never Been Away...
So here I am, back at school, in Sixth Form for the first time. And it's already tense on the friendship scene. Seriously, couldn't they save it for at least the second day back?
However, that aside, I am very happy to be back! We get a longer lunch on a Monday (today!), get to go off site at lunchtimes, have study periods, less subjects, a Sixth Form common room and don't have to wear uniform either.
The problem with the last one is every day you have to decide what to wear! And even that isn't as simple as it may sound, oh no, you don't only have to pick out co-ordinating top and bottoms, but also have to pick a matching jacket/coat, shoes (which have to be practical with the day's weather) and a bag too! Of course, me being me, I have a huge array of bags to choose from (which recently has had four new additions: dark denim, light blue/grey over-body, a beige lots-of-pockets over-body, and a brown one which I am using today), but it is still very difficult to decide your outfit! I was laying awake last night worrying intensely about it, so even though I had told myself I would sort it out in the morning I got up and started to race around my room in my pyjamas pulling things out of wardrobes and throwing them like confetti onto my bed and talking to myself about matching colours and waterproof-or-not shoes like an insane person, until I finally decided on a weather-approved practical outfit that obeyed the not-too-strict dress code, and then collapsed into my bed and went straight to sleep.
Also, I now have no blazer, so therefore no pockets with which to stuff all of my rubbish that I own such as keys, phone, earphones, bus pass and all that jazz. So my handbags are required to be larger with more pockets...
Anyway, moving on from that, I am having a super time and am especially happy having seen the guy I like again after ages of not seeing him, and him being dressed in a suit made it all the more enjoyable.
Signing off now though, I don't have much left of lunchtime. A quick hello to Janet (she's my mum's friend and I showed her my blog when we visited her on Saturday): Hello Janet!!
However, that aside, I am very happy to be back! We get a longer lunch on a Monday (today!), get to go off site at lunchtimes, have study periods, less subjects, a Sixth Form common room and don't have to wear uniform either.
The problem with the last one is every day you have to decide what to wear! And even that isn't as simple as it may sound, oh no, you don't only have to pick out co-ordinating top and bottoms, but also have to pick a matching jacket/coat, shoes (which have to be practical with the day's weather) and a bag too! Of course, me being me, I have a huge array of bags to choose from (which recently has had four new additions: dark denim, light blue/grey over-body, a beige lots-of-pockets over-body, and a brown one which I am using today), but it is still very difficult to decide your outfit! I was laying awake last night worrying intensely about it, so even though I had told myself I would sort it out in the morning I got up and started to race around my room in my pyjamas pulling things out of wardrobes and throwing them like confetti onto my bed and talking to myself about matching colours and waterproof-or-not shoes like an insane person, until I finally decided on a weather-approved practical outfit that obeyed the not-too-strict dress code, and then collapsed into my bed and went straight to sleep.
Also, I now have no blazer, so therefore no pockets with which to stuff all of my rubbish that I own such as keys, phone, earphones, bus pass and all that jazz. So my handbags are required to be larger with more pockets...
Anyway, moving on from that, I am having a super time and am especially happy having seen the guy I like again after ages of not seeing him, and him being dressed in a suit made it all the more enjoyable.
Signing off now though, I don't have much left of lunchtime. A quick hello to Janet (she's my mum's friend and I showed her my blog when we visited her on Saturday): Hello Janet!!
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