ooh the glory days

I was walking into my kitchen today, past the cork board that hangs on the side wall, facing you as you enter the kitchen, and I saw, as I do every time I walk into the kitchen the fading photograph from the local newspaper that my mum stuck up when I was beginning primary One. Sitting next to me (I'm in a nice tunic type dress that was oh so fashionable in P1) is our very own Mr. T. Sporting beautiful big (white framed? That's how they look in the photo) glasses. Oh, the joys of P1. Sam Neilson has krinkly bunches in. David, always the teachers pet (er...) is standing right next to Mrs I-can't-quite-remember-her-name. David Lindsey also looks fresh-faced and ready for the challenges of primary. Oh, the fun.

I remember me and David (L) used to go to his house and hide in his shed and play with chemistry sets, setting things on fire and stuff.. It was soo much fun. He had (has?) a big fat cat, she was really old.

oh, my gosh, I remember one time I was at Davids house and we were in the bathroom, we'd locked ourselves in cos we were doing something daft and trying to get away from his mum (who is very nice, as is his dad, when he speaks) and we found, in one of the little cupboards his bathroom had, some disposable razors. Being as we were, young, and curious we decided to try shaving what little hair there was on our legs. My leg was fine, only a tiny wee cut that hardly bled, but when we got to Davids (dry shaving you understand) we decided to go for the knee area... Bad idea. We managed to cut his knee, a fairly shallow cut, but it bled SOOO much. We were really freaked, but decided to try and clean it by running his leg under the tap... Did that help? No. We eventually had to go out and tell his mum... Which wasn't as bad as expected...

Och. I haven't seen David in ages. Bumped into him and his mum in Tescos after work one day, but that was a while ago. Its a shame.

I always did have odd friends. Even though I was in the *popular* group at primary, I still hung out with the not-so-popular people, like David Lindsey.

I wonder if he still remembers our after school escapades.... We *broke* into his neighbours garden a few times...

Anyway, all this reminiscing was brought on by me actually Looking at the cork board.
I should keep this stuff to myself really shouldn't I?
Ohh, I made good progress on my script for Drama this weekend. I now have 6 pages of script. That's quite a lot for three days work, and most of it was just writing, it came pretty easily. I'm quite pleased with what I've done. I even wrote my MER (sucks) essay. Dull, dull, dull. And I started my Celestina essay. Oh the productiveness of my weekend.

My dad got West Wing series 1&2 the complete box sets off eBay recently, so we need to start watching them....

G'night for now.

shifugger

fuggery fuggery fuggery

Why oh why can I not have normal friendships??

OOOOH. I had another driving lesson today. That was fun. Apparently, I will be ready to sit my test in ten to eleven weeks. How scary is that???

jings.

Thats all.

*

Turning through sick lullabies, but that's just the price I pay.

I saw Celestina last night. It was fairly good, not nearly as bloody as we all expected. For all the Celestina was stabbed 30 odd times there was no actual blood. Or even fake blood... Odd... It was good though. Although Parmeno did (unfortunately) get an erection after he'd finished having sex with Areusa. Which was amusing. He was only in small y-front type underwear... Anyway, he got nude onstage, then Calisto at the end got naked. Completely butt naked. He had a bigger knob. People were discussing this on the bus home, so I just thought I would inform y'all. Sorry for any innocent minds...

Oh, Mr T, no, the theatre wasn't in a red light area, but much use of red lighting (the other predominant colour was green) and smoke was deployed throughout the play...

I think I got stung on the eye by a wasp today. It flew into my eye and then went away, but my eye was really stingy and tingly and sore for about 20 minutes after. Not my actual eyeball but my eyelids. hmmm. Oh well, It doesn't hurt now...

Seriously advise against doing Higher MER just because of the sheer annoyingness of Ecosystems. Our biology dep't is seriously unfortunate, it's realy warm and stuffy and determined to make you fall asleep. And I spend the entire of tuesday afternoon in there.... It SUCKS!

Was quite annoyed at several of my friends today. Just didn't feel like talking t o them and then there was stupidity over where we sat. I mean for *expletives that I don't use anymore* sake why don't we just sit on a *grr* picnic table. We can all get around it and talk and aren't sperated by the width of the walkway bit of the Quad where no-one talks across the *division*. Just because some-*grr*-one doesn't like *grr* picnic tables in the middle of the Quad. For *grr*s sake we are the *grr* SIXTH years! Its our RIGHTFUL PLACE! ! Sorry. I just didn't want to talk to some people earlier. I still don't really want to speak to them.

Anyhooo.
I should go get something to eat.
smoo

I feel a little sick

Have been listening to the Scissor Sisters continuously all weekend and they are now ingrained onto my brain.....
which, in some respects is good, but again can be annoying. Although the lyric titling this post is particularly apt because I am feeling a little sick. Ate some flapjack today, which was mighty good, but then I thought, ooh, I feel slightly queasy each time I eat this.. Oh, well, if I'm going to be ill I may as well be really ill. I now regret this stupid decision as I have to go the theatre tomorrow. Hmm. Don't really want to puke all night.

Anyway. I'm sure everyone waned to know my eating habits....... I'm really making use of these new funky keyboard shortcuts. Can you tell??

cos I'm mr brightside.

I don't really get those lyrics, you're mr brightside even though the girl you love is going off with some other bloke and having casual sex?? (I had to retype the extra "l" that I had missed in "really" three times before I realised that I needed to press the "insert" button in order for the "l" to show... How dumb??)

Anyhoooooo. Really sick of doing that drama homework I have. It just got dull after a while. I think I've pretty much done it, but I really didn't feel like it... Although Celestina is quite a good play, I would quite reccomend it. However, I don't think it is in print.. We had to get the cast copy from the Edinburgh festival... But, it is on for another two days at the Kings Theatre, Edinburgh. Directed by Calixto Bieito. Who, so I've been told, is very controversial, subversive, etc etc. Celestina is supposed to have full frontal male nudity, sex scenes and lots of blood. Well, the two main characters are supposed to have sex, almost everyone dies, Celestina is murdered with at least 30 stab wounds.. This is all described in the text. Not sure where the male nudity comes in, unless it is Parmeno and Areusa... Hmmm. He is promised her by Celestina... They are also described as having sex. Or it could be Sempronio. (Who is in love with Celestina's whore, Elicia. Elicia calls Celestina 'Mother' as do many other people.) Or indeed Calisto, the main lover. He is infatuated with Melibea. She hated him, then, after being bewitched by a spell of Celestina's, she falls madly in love. Hmm, I guess we'll just have to wait and see...

leave your number on the locker and I'll give you a call. Hey shut up, hey shut up, yeah. Leave you legacy in gold on the plaques that line the wall. Hey shut up, hey shut up, yeah. In a car with a girl, promise me she's not your world, cos Andy you're a star, in nobodies eyes but mine.
(The Killers, Andy, You're A Star Hot Fuss 2004)

Well, I don't think I have anything else (or did I at all...??) of value to say, so I will leave now....

Good day.
gb

Who would fair better in the German Pastry Industry, Jesus, or the Buddha?

Ok, this is not my work, and I have to give credit where it is due. Jennifer Gracie wrote this incredible *ahem* essay.. Its been on my wall for a while.. Unfortunately, I can't reproduce the pictures decorating the page...


The German Pastry Industry is an extremely competitive marketplace, who would fair better in this environment; Jesus Christ [Superstar!!!] or Shakyamuni Buddha?

Firstly, the argument for Jesus Christ [Superstar!!!]. Well, we know he'd do well in the short term; the feeding of the 5,000 showed he is capable of mass production quickly. However we don't know the quality of the loaves and the fishes! Also he is likely to be Crucified at the age of 30 and when resurrected (for a short time, before ascention) may not be entirely interested in making danishes.

So, we come to Siddartha Gotama. He may not be so good for the pastry industry, considering pastries to be a pleasure, however he may continue to make them out through compassion for others. Not as good in the short term for production (he isn't capable of such mass production as Jesus), but consistent as he'll keep coming back. (Unless you're a Theravadan Buddhist, in which case he's in Parinibbana and not too interested in you or your pastries.)

So, basically, I'd go with Ganesh.
Elephants are great at making pastries.


well, that was the product of either a period of bored study or history. Take your pick.
Any names you don't get, just ask. Mike, if you read this, you should know all the names, YOU TOOK HIGHER RMPS and you DIDN'T fail. As far as I know.

now i understand

I'm listening to a cd I've not listened to in ages. In fact I've not listened to it since I was *going out* with a guy. Not in a good way. But thats all over, so its ok, but some of the songs remind me of him. Even though I only saw him twice. I used to put lyrics in the subject lines of E:mails... As you can probably guess, most of them were from songs on this album. That and some of the lyrics just remind me of that period of my life. Which I don't really want to remember right now. I guess the answer is to change the cd.. But another song, by the Killers (who I hadn't heard of *then*) reminded me of it too... The song is called "smile like you mean it" and the lyrics go "...And someone will drive her around / Down the same streets that I did / On the same streets that I did..." I don't why that specifically reminded me of him, except I thought, the other day as I was driving through Tayport, out towards St Andrews, "oh, *** drove me home this way once." Stupid really, cos it wasn't like we were really *involved* or anything, we just had coffee once and went to the cinema. And he was far too old. shit why am I talking about this now? I said nothing here at the time, when No-one read my blog. Well, no-one I knew, and now, when people can leave their mark I choose to regurgitate this crap. Fabbydoosey.

Its Indie rock'n'roll for me. Its all I need.
Smile like you mean it.

Anyway. I've just bared a part of my *torrid* past for those who fancy perusing it. I told two people the whole thing at camp. It was the first time I ever talked about it.. But my friend at camp was in a similar situation, so it helped her, which, I guess, is why I told them. I didn't know why at the time.

I don't have anything else to say about it, just, don't get involved with older guys. Thats my pearl of wisdom. I know what happened (that I've revealed) doesn't sound like much, but...

ha. well, I've never since managed to use up all my free minutes from late night phone calls. Or over run my text allowance by nearly 100 texts.

shoot, I feel kinda ill now. But that could just have been the oats earlier. I can't eat Gluten, but I'm doing an Oats test, so I had some oat cakes earlier. They weren't bad.

everything will be alright...

Aladdin

man of my dreams...
well, not of mine, he's not my type, but of Christinas dreams, sure.

Hmmmm. well, I really really should go to bed, cos I was absolutely knackered today, traipsing round Glasgow for several hours with a man in a kilt, for no real reason. Well, there was a reason for the kilt, but apart from that...

Oh cack, I was going to phone Adam again tonight. I did try earlier, but he was busy or whatever, he didn't answer his phone. Or reply to my text. Cheeky boy.

Hmmmmmmmm. tee hee. We stole Iains sunglasses....

I'm tired and I probably amn't making much sense. I got pretty shoes for school though.. Mary Jane Dr Martens. They are nice..... Ho hum.

ooook. I will go to my beddy-byes now.
Goodnight...

life...

well, well, well.

How do you all do?

I got my results the other day, dum dum dum....
usually the postman is a bit late, cos on monday he'd not come till like 9.30, but yesterday he was there at 8.50!! Which was incredible. It meant I got to open them before going along to Holiday Club. So that was cool.

oh, I guess some might want to know what I got??
ok, well....
English A; thought I would maybe get this, but I was unsure, cos the exam had been quite hard....
Maths B; totally never thought I would get this one. Was thinking I might have failed, and hoping for a C, even though Dr Waterstone (human, only just.... speaks vulcan or something.... rather worrying...) thought I was A material. I so wasn't...
Chemistry B; Hmmmm.... well, I spent the whole year getting Cs and I was predicted at C level, but, HOORAY! I did some revision... Don't even know why I took Chemistry, I really don't need it... At All!
RMPS A; I was definitely predicted this, but I was kinda worried, cos I didn't think that the paper had been that good.. I didn't like the questions!
And now, my favourite subject, and the one I really REALLy wanted to do well in,
Drama........................A!!!!; I was well impressed, cos that mean't I did really really well in my acting too!!!! sooooo HAPPY!!!!

Anyway.. thats the stress off, I can enjoy my last week of freedom. Which means that I will do lots of driving around with my dad. I'm really liking learning to drive, its good fun.....

My friend went to India on saturday, he's doing a six month thing, which is really cool, i'm totally wishing him the very best.. good on ya Hamish!

Got back from Holiday on saturday. Was in Dumfries and Galloway for a week with my family and best (well, one of) friend. it was nice, relaxing. Made a big change from camp. We had a week at camp, at Lendrick Muir, my parents ran it, and it was hectic, but it was fantastic fun. It really was an incredible week, we all felt sooo much closer to God especially from having to rely on him at times, and looking to his grace to guide us through the difficult logistical obstacles.

Anyway...

Ahh, only an hour til Sex and the City. but really, i shouldn't stay up, cos I have done like every other night and i've regretted it.... hmmm. what a quandry....

ok, well, im signing off now......

Good night..

...

will this work... well, anyway i got this for a quiz. im too tired to make sense right now, good day.

Night

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