Hey again
Hey again. I'm back to the wonderful world of LJ, where you people like to bitch and stuff. Well erm... yeah, hi.
I hate to be cliché but... EXAMS ARE OVER WOOOOO....
Shame I don't really mean it all that much.
Exams are fun in parts, to go in and do your best and see how you compare against other people; and I know I'm a geek, but some of the exams were actually quite fun to complete, such as Maths papers, which are always fun, and Food, the majority of which I spent in a fit of laughter at my hilariously funny cheesecake design. All in all, I've done fine, am confident I've done fine because I'm a big-head and so therefore I'm allowed to say these things. I won't have done as well as some, but that's to be expected in everything you do in life, so I'm not too disheartened, nor do I think I'll be when results day comes aorund. The only hard bit about Year 11 so far has been trying to decide which AS levels to take. I want to take 8, maybe I just have a stupidly big thirst for learning but if I had could stop time like Hermoine Granger can in one of the Harry Potter books then I'd do it. Would do 8. But I can't, so I'm going to have to think & think & think & think until I'm fully decided on four. Not that you care anyway, why are you even reading this?
Without exams and Jake, I'm bored. I do actually miss his company, and I didn't think I would that much because I thought we'd still hang out even though we didn't catch the same bus anymore. However, I'm really lacking motivation to lug my ass up to his house all the time like I used to, and I know he feels the same. It's a shame, I'm really in the mood to do something really stupid like we used to, like to cheesegrate a fully, working, compatible pair of £8 Zantos jeans from Matalan; or to buy Bovril and take it to school. =( Meh. Fun times.
Anyway, all in all, I'm ok. Without exams though and anything to put my mind towards I ain't doing a lot.I'm doing a lot of reading, I have read the whole Tom Thorne series now, it's abitphit. I also have slept a lot, and watched a lot of tennis. I'm also trying to focus a lot of my attention on writing a novel, but progress is fucking slow. All in all though, the feedback from people I've sent what I've done to is good, which is encouraging and motivating.
I got a plastic ear plug which smells almost as foul as the bleach that was used to dye my hair scenester colourish, which occured also last week, as you can see from my avatar. It's probably "pose ay" but whatever.
Last week I also went swimming for the first time in ages. It wasn't as good as I was hoping it was going to be because the diving boards were shut unbeknownst to me, but it was fun in the end. We wrestled some, and laughed a lot, especially at Dave slapping his fod against the water and my terrible botched up attempt at a running backflip off the side of the pool.
I like yellow.
This next week should be quite good. A party on saturday, following into a hangover on Sunday. Then we're jetting off to Loughborough to meet SHORTY, EMILY, ADZ and WILLS. :D
Shorty is Swerve if you didn't know, who is bringing me a gift.
I think that's about all I can be arsed to write. Late. x
I hate to be cliché but... EXAMS ARE OVER WOOOOO....
Shame I don't really mean it all that much.
Exams are fun in parts, to go in and do your best and see how you compare against other people; and I know I'm a geek, but some of the exams were actually quite fun to complete, such as Maths papers, which are always fun, and Food, the majority of which I spent in a fit of laughter at my hilariously funny cheesecake design. All in all, I've done fine, am confident I've done fine because I'm a big-head and so therefore I'm allowed to say these things. I won't have done as well as some, but that's to be expected in everything you do in life, so I'm not too disheartened, nor do I think I'll be when results day comes aorund. The only hard bit about Year 11 so far has been trying to decide which AS levels to take. I want to take 8, maybe I just have a stupidly big thirst for learning but if I had could stop time like Hermoine Granger can in one of the Harry Potter books then I'd do it. Would do 8. But I can't, so I'm going to have to think & think & think & think until I'm fully decided on four. Not that you care anyway, why are you even reading this?
Without exams and Jake, I'm bored. I do actually miss his company, and I didn't think I would that much because I thought we'd still hang out even though we didn't catch the same bus anymore. However, I'm really lacking motivation to lug my ass up to his house all the time like I used to, and I know he feels the same. It's a shame, I'm really in the mood to do something really stupid like we used to, like to cheesegrate a fully, working, compatible pair of £8 Zantos jeans from Matalan; or to buy Bovril and take it to school. =( Meh. Fun times.
Anyway, all in all, I'm ok. Without exams though and anything to put my mind towards I ain't doing a lot.I'm doing a lot of reading, I have read the whole Tom Thorne series now, it's abitphit. I also have slept a lot, and watched a lot of tennis. I'm also trying to focus a lot of my attention on writing a novel, but progress is fucking slow. All in all though, the feedback from people I've sent what I've done to is good, which is encouraging and motivating.
I got a plastic ear plug which smells almost as foul as the bleach that was used to dye my hair scenester colourish, which occured also last week, as you can see from my avatar. It's probably "pose ay" but whatever.
Last week I also went swimming for the first time in ages. It wasn't as good as I was hoping it was going to be because the diving boards were shut unbeknownst to me, but it was fun in the end. We wrestled some, and laughed a lot, especially at Dave slapping his fod against the water and my terrible botched up attempt at a running backflip off the side of the pool.
I like yellow.
This next week should be quite good. A party on saturday, following into a hangover on Sunday. Then we're jetting off to Loughborough to meet SHORTY, EMILY, ADZ and WILLS. :D
Shorty is Swerve if you didn't know, who is bringing me a gift.
I think that's about all I can be arsed to write. Late. x