SO.
How long's it been?
Anyway. An update, yeah?
I'm KNACKERED. Right...I'd best start from like, first Saturday of half term yeeeah.
Saturday: Got up dead early to catch a lift through with my mum to take Lotte to work (I was meeting Sarah+Tom+Chris at Ely Station at like, 10.00). We all met up. Caught the tran JUST IN TIME to Cambridge, where we spent for-fudging-ever walking to the Grafton where we met Carl+Kym. Thennn we went and got our movie tickets for A Night At The Museum 2, and I was like MEGABROKEEE so Chris + Sarah paid which was more than a little embarassing...But anyway, it was good. We went and Sarah + Chris got Shakin' Moos to pass the time. And then shared them with me. They're nice people (: Thennn we watched the film and I sat in between Tom + Chris which was actually dead funny, because they were pointing stuff out to me all the way throughout the movie ('cause I hadn't seen the first one). AND OH YEAH, POINT TO ANYONE, HAVE YOU PAID ATTENTION TO THE ADVERTS ABOUT PEARL AND DEAN? DON'T YOU THINK THEY'RE ALL RELATED? Haha. Thennn we milled around the shops for a little while looking like your standard we-want-to-punch-your-face-in kind of kids before heading over to Jesus Green where we all sat down (: Then Chris, Sarah, Tom + I all caught the train back to cambridge (I can't remember when Zoe turned up throughout the day but she did ;D) and thenn Tom caught his posh taxi back to Littleport, Chris and I walked with Sarah home and then went and talked a bit. (: Was all good.
Sunday: My mum took my dad up to Yorkshire, where he's staying for the next two weeks. At least he's not here to bother us anymore, but he keeps on phoning and being a complete arsehole really. But hey, at least I can't find myself wanting to slap him anymore. Not unless I have reeeeally long hands.
Monday + Tuesday: Were spent with Lotte, just tidying up, cooking, doing the occasional bit of art work/science revision, talking to Chris + people on MSN. My mum came home on Tuesday night which was pretty nice.
Wednesday: Chris + I met up in ...Ely? Yeah. And we walked around in the wind+rain for a bit which was kinda cooooold, haha. But nice. And then I met his parents, who took us through to Cambridge, where we had a meal (very-silent-and-awkward) at Pizza Hut before Chris+I ran away to go see Coraline 3D which is the BEST FREAKIEST FILM EVER!! And then we beat each other up on the way home playing the Yellow Car game which alarmed his parents a little, haha. He was meeeean to wake me up ;D
Thursday: I think I slept like, all day...?
Friday: GRRRR. I WAS SO PISSED OFF. Lotte only told me ON THE WAY to meeting Chris that like, Emma had reminded me about the sleepover on FB. I, being the STUPIDD DUMBASS THAT I AM, left without checking my facebook. ): So I forgot it was on until Tot told me in the car and then I was like, " MUST RING EMMA" before realising that her number was on the phone that's been cut off. AGAIN ): \: Goddammit. But then my mum was like "oh i don't want you walking anywhere in the dark anyway" and "oh you have to do your art studies tomorrow morning anyway!" so I basically sulked on the car ride there which is, as I know, reeeal mature. Any way. We picked up Chris and carried onto Cambridge, which was pretty slick. Then I got my allowance which was like OH THANK GOD because I'm famous for my failures with money (; and Chris+I went to Jesus Green and just played Truth, basically. Then we went to get some lunch, ate it, went to the music shop, went to TopMan + got Chris' hat before heading back to the car, where my mum dropped us at Ely. We basically went + sat outside of the Cathedral and had a grass fight before meeting a load of people and heading down to the Maltings, where we were informed that NO, THEY WERE NOT OPEN YET and so Kirsty, Jade, Chris, me + Laura went and sat by the river. Then we went back to the gig, bought our tickets, watched all of the bands...Littlest Things were the best, in my opinion. They were pretty darn good (Y) but the rest was sometimes like "ARGHHH EARDRUM RAPE" and I was pretty knackered anyway + all coughy with hayfever. But yeah. My mum stopped off at Tesco on the way home + picked me up some tablets so all is well (Y) Um...Yeah. Then I went straight to bed when I got in.
Saturday: My mum woke me up dead early before saying "actually you're not ready, stay here" and I wound up staying at home until like 1, when I saved a duck on the road (Y) and we went to Cambridge. I got a new copy of Frankenstein because I gave Brendon my old one and a book on Freud's Interpretation of Dreams. SLICK. Then, we went to the Fitzwilliam and I did some sketches, bought some postcards to draw from + stick in and then we headed home.
Which is where I am now.
EMMA, I am TRULY AND UTTELY SORRY about the sleepover situation, I sincerely hope that your father does not hate me ): I am hopeful that I will be allowed to have a sleepover so, seeing how I promised you like 6666666 months ago, maybe you could stay around? That'd be neat, seeing how my dad's in Yorkshire for the next couple of weeks or so.
JAZZ, IF YOU ARE READING THIS, THE ART HOMEWORK WHICH IS VERY IMPORTANT, IS TO RESEARCH AN ARTIST LISTED IN CLASS. NOW, YOU WEREN'T HERE DURING THE LESSONS, BUT IF YOU WANT TO AVOID MS NUTGENS BITCHING, THE ARTIST I'M RESEARCHING IS CALLED PIERRE AUGUSTE RENOIR. MAYBE YOU COULD DO HIM AS WELL? THE HOMEWORK IS BASICALLY TO RESEARCH HIS STYLE, BUT I THINK IT SAYS THAT ON THE SHEET? YOU KNOW, THE REALLY COOL CRITERIA SHEET? YEAH, THAT ONE!
SARAH, I have no thrilling notices here for you but the other day I watched Order of the Phoenix. How neat was that? But now I want to write fanfiction again.
Right, I'd best get back to Freud My Homeboy. He's ranting about the Oedipus Complex again. Something about little boys wanting to bum their mothers...This whole post is vaguely reminiscent of Feeling Sorry For Celia...
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Ooooh. thank youuuu! I saw the very spiffy criteria sheet and I was like, 'is there a list, do I wing it? what do I doooo?' I will check out Pierre Auguste Renoir (who, btw has a rather brilliant name.)
ReplyDeleteI KNOW! How amazing is his name?! I'm gonna have three children and name all of them Pierre Auguste Renoir. Maybe I'll add on a "1, 2, 3" at the end. Maybe I might just give birth with jazz-hands...
ReplyDeleteSUSAN BOYLE SHOULD HAVE WON!
maybe you could name one Pierre, one Auguste and one Renoir.
ReplyDeleteI didn't watch it, who did win? was it diversity? I like them.