Hello!
So, I know I told you that I would be doing reviews and things in different posts but I have decided to do it all in post! How lovely!
First of all, however. I must update you on the newest transgressions and injustices that is my life.
I got an essay. For doing my homework. What is that about? Well, I had 1 question to do for homework, and they had 2 subquestions. It was 'what are the advaantages/disadvantages of social conferencing?'. OK? So I did the 'advantages' bit, not a problem. But the disadvantages bit... well, I couldn't think of any apart from one. So I just wrote down that one.
Then I open my book apart it's been marked, and guess what's written there?
'I asked you to do one thing and you never did it. Please write me a 1 page essay'. Let me tell you, I was fuming. I was planning my blog post on the way home and it read 'igot an EsaAY why bsakfdbsdcjkb.sdhbdns FDGBbiuabfisjfauf'. Ahem.
My auntie tried to set me up with a sixth form student. I was on my way home from drama today, and we were talking about this guy in school, who, well, is fit. No doubt. BUT he as well as dated another girl and at first I was like, 'y omg no y me so ugly waaaah!111!!!!111!' but now I'm very Stephano. Anyway, she asked me if I was over him and I said yeah, and that I'd given up on guys, which bought me not a sympathetic hug or a 'you go guurrrl' cheer, but a lecture on my I shouldn't 'give up now! You have your whole life ahead of you and blah blah blah'. Then she asked me if I liked anyone at drama, to which I said no. Then she said, 'What about *****?' His name isn't actually *****, I would just like to protect his identity and also dignity.
So, I said, 'He's nice, but he's my friend. Like a brother'.
But she said, 'But you're always hanging around with him', to which I replied,
'Only because he's a brony, one of the one that I know'. And then I said, 'And anyway, did you know he's in sixth form?'. All hell broke loose.
'WHAT!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?1111//// Well, you can't date him'
'I know Ta-'
'You'll have to admire from afar.'
'I don't admire anyway, Tara' This continued for another 5 minutes. But, like I say, I have given up on guys and plan to become a nun. I will update you when my life becomes boy filled, and I push them away like a emperor does a leper.
I started bird watching. This may not be true. Or it may be. Who knows?
I actually started watching Cuckoo. Cuckoo is about a girl who leaves for Thailand on her gap year, and comes back married to a hippy. And a fit hippy at that. :) Sorry, I'm ignoring my nunish ways. The word 'fit' will never leave my mouth. I mean keyboard. Anyway, it is rather funny. Just thought you should know.
I became a normal human being. I like One Direction. I like Green Day. I like Muses' new album. 'Tis true. I actually can't stop listening to 'Panic Station'. I recommend HIGHLY.
Well, my little skönheter, I shall have to love you and leave you as there is a gun with which I would like to shoot the footage of Rylan Clarke not only killing, but maiming, torturing, and finally gouging out the eyes of Gangnam Style, and then shoot myself. Sounds dramatic, but you gotta do what you gotta do.
PS Don't get me wrong, I like Rylan Clarke, I wouldn't vote for him. People are laughing at him, I know I was. And 'WOPPA RYLAN STYLE' just took it too far.
Anway, CIAO x
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