Can anyone say... G-E-E-K?
Again, I haven't updated in ages. I'm not even sure why I do this anymore, cause I don't really like doing it. But yeah... that's why updates are few and far between; sorry!
Soooo.... um. I can't even remember when I last updated. Some time during last week methinks, but it wasn't a proper one. So basically, now, cause I'm a perfectionist I'm going to struggle to remember everything I did since... forever. So just fuck that, seriously.
Last week I did exams.
Did ok for the most part I think - did a really good first bit of creative writing, even by my standards (:P) and have a feeling I did REALLY well on the Geography paper too. The other ones I'm not as confident about, but don't think I let myself down too bad.
Didn't do much else that week.
I read 'Lazybones' for the second time, which is a really good book. I still have a book token to spend that I got for Christmas so me and Amy agreed that we'd go on Saturday and spend AGES choosing a book in Waterstones (BEST SHOP EVAARRRR), but I'll probably spend ages and buy 'Lifeless' by Mark Billingham anyway, because it's a good series, therefore resulting in a big waste of time. I'm currently reading 'The Burning Girl' which is 4th in the series. Lazybones was the 3rd. *GEEK*
Oooo... on Friday I watched Chris's band play at the Citadel. They were kinda good. =)
Jake made me laugh by stealing a ticket out of some random's pocket.
And me and Amy got a bit drunk, and missed the last buses on purpose. So then we got a taxi, and taught us what a 'quack' was, it's a doctor apparantely. Now you see, I would have completely forgot he taught me that, I was a bit drunk at the time, but yesterday, it was referenced in the book I was reading so I remembered. End of story. So Amy got to sleep at my house - Dad couldn't for the life of him understand why she'd arrived a whole 3 hours earlier than usual when she was around at 9.30 the next morning. Hehe, he's sweet.
Saturday, we did some chemistry sat on my bed. (our lives are going quickly downhill)
We then went to the Walker Art Gallery in Liverpool. I would have liked it, but the floorboards squeaked and I didn't like that. =(
No, but seriously, it was better than I thought it would be. It's kinda strange how many famous paintings were in Liverpool, that I had no idea were kept here. The portraits of Elizabeth I and Henry VIII are there, the famous ones, so well worth going for any historians amongst us (Ben, Liz - although I don't think Ben'll go because we already established he doesn't like Liverpool, haha.)
Amy bought some earrings, which jangle, and are annoying. I bought some Ribena which gives me mouthburn.
We then got the bus back - god knows why, cos it takes forever. We also managed to get placed on a very squeaky bus, that was doing my head in by the time we got to Prescot Road.
Ooooo... that reminds me. I'm writing a N-O-V-E-L. Hahaha. Again. Which'll probably die soon, but I hope it doesn't. So yeah, if you want to read a preview of my N-O-V-E-L let me know, but you probably already have, cos I've pestered you at some point.
Pointless arguments with mum are stupid. She is, very stupid, and she argues with no point any of the time and think she knows it all. We just had another stupid argument:-
Mum: - "how about you be a little bit nicer towards your little brother? and to me, because you're horrible recently."
Me: - "why should i be nicer with him?
Mum: - "why not?"
Me: - "because he's not nice with me; and he's an annoying little tit."
Mum: - "i think his behaviour is good for a seven year old."
Me: - "but you would. because you think he's perfect, yet there's only you that thinks that he's angelic."
Mum: - "why? who else doesn't?"
Me: - "dad? amy? i know amy can't stand him."
Mum: - "why?"
Me: - "because he's ANNOYING."
Mum: - "no, he's not."
Me: - "yes.... he is."
Mum: - "it's just because she's 16 and he's 6.... 7."
Me: - "urm... i'm 16 and he's 7."
Mum: - "and i'm 45 and he's 7."
Me: - "so the fuck what? what relevance does that have to ANYTHING?"
Mum: - "just thought i'd say - and his behaviour is on the up, unlike yours."
Me: - "see, that comment has been ejected from your anus also, because if you opened your eyes some then you'd see that wasn't true."
Mum: - "why?"
Me: - "because every single day i have to see him, he annoys me more and more and his behaviour gets more and more obnoxious. it was only before when i got told off for telling him to stop flicking food at me."
Mum: - "you're never with him. how do you think i feel?"
Me: - "you just said you enjoyed his company. and i am with him."
Mum: - "when?"
Me: - "every day of my goddamn life, sadly."
Mum: - "he lives here too."
Me: - "so do i."
Mum: - "so?"
Me: - "so why should that excuse him from pissing me off no end?"
Mum: - "he can't possibly be pissing you off."
--------this is where i got frustrated-----------
Me: - "how can you possibly know whether he gets on my nerves? exactly... you can't, because you're not me. so how's about you stop pretending you know me inside out?"
Mum: - "you have an attitude problem, young man."
That wasn't exactly carbon copy what was said cos I can't remember it all, but yeah...
ktnxbye
Soooo.... um. I can't even remember when I last updated. Some time during last week methinks, but it wasn't a proper one. So basically, now, cause I'm a perfectionist I'm going to struggle to remember everything I did since... forever. So just fuck that, seriously.
Last week I did exams.
Did ok for the most part I think - did a really good first bit of creative writing, even by my standards (:P) and have a feeling I did REALLY well on the Geography paper too. The other ones I'm not as confident about, but don't think I let myself down too bad.
Didn't do much else that week.
I read 'Lazybones' for the second time, which is a really good book. I still have a book token to spend that I got for Christmas so me and Amy agreed that we'd go on Saturday and spend AGES choosing a book in Waterstones (BEST SHOP EVAARRRR), but I'll probably spend ages and buy 'Lifeless' by Mark Billingham anyway, because it's a good series, therefore resulting in a big waste of time. I'm currently reading 'The Burning Girl' which is 4th in the series. Lazybones was the 3rd. *GEEK*
Oooo... on Friday I watched Chris's band play at the Citadel. They were kinda good. =)
Jake made me laugh by stealing a ticket out of some random's pocket.
And me and Amy got a bit drunk, and missed the last buses on purpose. So then we got a taxi, and taught us what a 'quack' was, it's a doctor apparantely. Now you see, I would have completely forgot he taught me that, I was a bit drunk at the time, but yesterday, it was referenced in the book I was reading so I remembered. End of story. So Amy got to sleep at my house - Dad couldn't for the life of him understand why she'd arrived a whole 3 hours earlier than usual when she was around at 9.30 the next morning. Hehe, he's sweet.
Saturday, we did some chemistry sat on my bed. (our lives are going quickly downhill)
We then went to the Walker Art Gallery in Liverpool. I would have liked it, but the floorboards squeaked and I didn't like that. =(
No, but seriously, it was better than I thought it would be. It's kinda strange how many famous paintings were in Liverpool, that I had no idea were kept here. The portraits of Elizabeth I and Henry VIII are there, the famous ones, so well worth going for any historians amongst us (Ben, Liz - although I don't think Ben'll go because we already established he doesn't like Liverpool, haha.)
Amy bought some earrings, which jangle, and are annoying. I bought some Ribena which gives me mouthburn.
We then got the bus back - god knows why, cos it takes forever. We also managed to get placed on a very squeaky bus, that was doing my head in by the time we got to Prescot Road.
Ooooo... that reminds me. I'm writing a N-O-V-E-L. Hahaha. Again. Which'll probably die soon, but I hope it doesn't. So yeah, if you want to read a preview of my N-O-V-E-L let me know, but you probably already have, cos I've pestered you at some point.
Pointless arguments with mum are stupid. She is, very stupid, and she argues with no point any of the time and think she knows it all. We just had another stupid argument:-
Mum: - "how about you be a little bit nicer towards your little brother? and to me, because you're horrible recently."
Me: - "why should i be nicer with him?
Mum: - "why not?"
Me: - "because he's not nice with me; and he's an annoying little tit."
Mum: - "i think his behaviour is good for a seven year old."
Me: - "but you would. because you think he's perfect, yet there's only you that thinks that he's angelic."
Mum: - "why? who else doesn't?"
Me: - "dad? amy? i know amy can't stand him."
Mum: - "why?"
Me: - "because he's ANNOYING."
Mum: - "no, he's not."
Me: - "yes.... he is."
Mum: - "it's just because she's 16 and he's 6.... 7."
Me: - "urm... i'm 16 and he's 7."
Mum: - "and i'm 45 and he's 7."
Me: - "so the fuck what? what relevance does that have to ANYTHING?"
Mum: - "just thought i'd say - and his behaviour is on the up, unlike yours."
Me: - "see, that comment has been ejected from your anus also, because if you opened your eyes some then you'd see that wasn't true."
Mum: - "why?"
Me: - "because every single day i have to see him, he annoys me more and more and his behaviour gets more and more obnoxious. it was only before when i got told off for telling him to stop flicking food at me."
Mum: - "you're never with him. how do you think i feel?"
Me: - "you just said you enjoyed his company. and i am with him."
Mum: - "when?"
Me: - "every day of my goddamn life, sadly."
Mum: - "he lives here too."
Me: - "so do i."
Mum: - "so?"
Me: - "so why should that excuse him from pissing me off no end?"
Mum: - "he can't possibly be pissing you off."
--------this is where i got frustrated-----------
Me: - "how can you possibly know whether he gets on my nerves? exactly... you can't, because you're not me. so how's about you stop pretending you know me inside out?"
Mum: - "you have an attitude problem, young man."
That wasn't exactly carbon copy what was said cos I can't remember it all, but yeah...
ktnxbye