A Messy Break-Up

(22:45:11) nevermore301@yahoo.com*9mil: you're breaking up with me aren't you?
(22:45:14) Sarizard: ahhahah
(22:45:17) Sarizard: I'm sorry it's just not working
(22:45:21) nevermore301@yahoo.com*9mil: :'O
(22:45:22) Sarizard: I'm a free spirit baby
(22:45:25) nevermore301@yahoo.com*9mil: NOOOOO!
(22:45:26) Sarizard: I can't be tied down like this
(22:45:30) nevermore301@yahoo.com*9mil: *sobs*
(22:45:42) nevermore301@yahoo.com*9mil: *eats chocolate*
(22:45:52) Sarizard: I'm sorry...but did you really think it was going to work? You're a librarian, I'm a person who pretends to shop for jam
(22:45:59) Sarizard: we're really just like romeo and juliet
(22:46:01) nevermore301@yahoo.com*9mil: HAHAHAHAHA
(22:46:10) Sarizard: can't you see the modern day parallels?
(22:46:11) nevermore301@yahoo.com*9mil: I mean... *sobsob*
(22:46:25) nevermore301@yahoo.com*9mil: so... that's it then?
(22:46:27) Sarizard: ahahh
(22:46:27) Sarizard: um
(22:46:29) Sarizard: sorry
(22:46:34) Sarizard: Can't get any coherent thoughts out right now
(22:46:38) Sarizard: *Breaths*
(22:46:39) nevermore301@yahoo.com*9mil: FINE
(22:46:45) nevermore301@yahoo.com*9mil: *tears up your letter*
(22:46:47) Sarizard: NOOO
(22:46:50) Sarizard: but
(22:46:53) nevermore301@yahoo.com*9mil: >:\
(22:46:56) Sarizard: can I have custody of Hazelyn?
(22:47:02) nevermore301@yahoo.com*9mil: NO!
(22:47:04) Sarizard: dammmn
(22:47:10) Sarizard: thought it ws worth it to ask
(22:47:11) nevermore301@yahoo.com*9mil: you'll feed her imaginary jam. I know you will.
(22:47:25) nevermore301@yahoo.com*9mil: and she only likes MY cooking anyway.
(22:48:01) Sarizard: can you take Olive?
(22:48:27) nevermore301@yahoo.com*9mil: I'm not sure crackers would like the competition...
(22:48:33) Sarizard: Gaaaah
(22:48:34) nevermore301@yahoo.com*9mil: although crackers and olives make a lovely snack...
(22:48:41) Sarizard: this break up is not working out favourably for me
(22:48:58) Sarizard: and I'll lose my friends and family discount on...library books..

A conversation with my mother

Sarah: Heyyyyy Mum.
Mum: Why are you wearing those ears?
Sarah: *strokes cat ears* What's wrong with them?
Mum: You're wearing them all the time now.
Sarah: Yes...
Mum: But why?
Sarah: Because I like them...
Mum: But...do you want to be a cat?
Sarah: Well cats ARE pretty cool...
Mum: I am not happy about this.

I grew it!!

From a bulb!! I'm so proud!

I don't know what it's called because I threw away the label so I wouldn't see what it would look like.

My arm hurts, but that's okay

Today was Hirah's party! I met Hirah at this summer school two years ago, and we have spoken on msn a lot but not seen each other since! She invited myself and Vicky to her birthday party, and we've been deliberating all week whether or not we could go because we didn't know how to get there.
So Hirah sent us these really strange instructions, telling us how to get there from birmingham, and we decided we would go after all. First, Vicky and I met up near my house and we got the bus. I'm always a bit worried about being with Vicky. See on the one hand I really respect her because she's completely comfortable with her personality but is very straightforward she wont pretend she agrees with you just to get along so it's a bit scary. Also I'm always worried we wont have anything to say to each other...because we only made friends this year really. But it was cool. We always have a surprising amount in common.
Anyway, we got the bus into the town, I tried to ask for a day saver, and managed to say "can i have one of those special tickety things," while vicky muttered "adult day saver" to me.

We reached town and Vicky managed to get us on the bus, we made a big deal of trying to explain where we were going, because Hirah's instructions didn't say, so we were like "uhmmm..we're supposed to get off after we see a Lidl and a DFS" etc, and eventually I blurted out "Moseley Village!" and the bus driver was like coooool. So then we sat down. And on the seats next to us there was this guy with a skateboard.

So the instructions said we should go out of town, and we were like hmm are we out of town yet, cause we could SEE town, but we were still in a pretty town like place. So I'm all "Are we in town?" And I saw that guy sitting across and was like "hey dude?" And he looked up! which I took as a good sign and started to ask him if he thought we were still in town. He said maybe, but then we got talking. Didn't help that Vicky was hysterical behind me.

Eventually he got off the bus and waved at us. It was great. I'm glad there are people like that in the world.

Then we managed to get off at the right stop by some miracle, and we trekked to Hirah's house. Her house is awesome, her room is like some shrine for hello kitty. I had a great time there was a bouncy castle and I sang Tainted Love on karoke!!! Me! Karoke! Vicky was the quietest I have ever seen her, but she seemd to be enjoying herself too which is good.

Hirah's parents gave us a lift back to the station and then we caught buses Vicky was very nice and waited with me. Birmingham is nice at night all dark and everything is lit up and the air is cold but good. I liked it very much.

I had a good day :)

the moment is vast

Because I'm generally a happy person, I keep the broken confused side of me to myself, and I feel bad now, because last week I called Kat when I was feeling low. I shouldn't have any right to call Kat, because I let our friendship go, and I knew I did it, and I did it anyway. But she picked up, and didn't act cold, and listened while I made words into sentences but not into anything that made sense. I wonder if it's strange for my friends to see me raw, when in real life, I'm always so well put together.

Everyone's a bit worried about me, so on Thursday lunch I put in a big effort and made a load of stupid jokes and everyone laughed and I could practically feel them thinking Sarah's back except that kinda pissed me off, because do they only want me when I'm happy and laughing? I've been thinking a lot recently.

I went to a party tonight, and it wasn't what I expected. Half way through I was really really annoyed and sad and low, and I wanted to go outside until I was frozen, but then it changed again, and there were other people, and I ended up having a really good time. Surprisingly, I didn't hang out with anyone my own age...I didn't feel like it. I spent my time with two women a little older than me, in their mid twenties, and with these kids who are all a good few years younger than me. I don't know why I wanted that kind of compay tonight...


Anyway. My mind is a bit weird. But that's okay, I think. Everything's pretty much okay, isn't it?

bleurg

I feel..not so great. I think I feel bad. I don't...feel bad a lot. I generally feel good. Great, even. Sometimes I feel really happy, or hyper, or contented or quietly smug about something that even I'm not sure about. Sometimes I feel frustrated, or angry. But I hardly ever feel bad. I've got this...pit, in my stomach, and every time I try and forget about it, it rolls a little, and I know it's there, and I can feel the badness spreading across my body, like in waves. Luckily, it ebbs and flows. But it doesn't ebb very often.
I fel a bit stupid to care so much. It's not like...it's not like I didn't see it coming. It's not like I'm that cut up about it anyway. But I guess feeling bad throws me a little, I don't expect it, I don't know how to deal with it. Most people...drown themselves in destructive behaviour. I don't really do that sort of thing. It hought about it, but I don't think it's as easy to find oblivion as it seems, and surely you have to face it the next day, it takes longer to move past? There are ways, of course for me to distract myself. I call it destruction of the soul. I generally have a tight reign on my mind, I'm a good girl, I pray, I smile, I try not to wish bad things on other people and I repent when I do. But sometimes, I just don't care. And I guess this is one of those times. I feel bad that I'm unravelling like this, letting all the control go, like when you pull your knitting undone, all that hard work, gone in seconds. But then you can start again, recast your wool, begin again. I'll do that tomorrow. Right now, I just want to see how long I can make this night last for.

Living Happy Is a Choice

Gosh I'm sleepy today. I think ti's because I was outside doing this weird biology coursework. We have to count this species of plant, it's called Cats Ear. Basically it's freeezing outside, and therefore i expend a lot of energy keeping warm. Thus I am now exhausted.
Today I gave kimberly her secret santa, which was a comic book i made for her. I hope she liked it...I feel like she might have preferred if I had given her something like a dvd voucher, but that feels so impersonal.

It's Mohan's birthday today. she's actually nineteen which is weird, because I'm not eighteen yet. Aah I'd hate to be nineteen, I'm glad I'm still seventeen. I kinda wish I was sixteen!!!

Tomorrow I'm going to south africa, which should be good, I guess. Too bad that's two weeks without the internet...I'm gonna explodeee. Eeep biology, chemistry and history coursework. I think I've got it all down, but there is still a worry in my mind...oh well, worse case scenario i have to make it up in my exams. I can do that though, surely.

Yawwwn I'm so dozy, I think I'm going to go...

It's nearly christmas

for some reason this year listening to christmas songs makes me feel like gagging. It just seems so pathetic! And I really really can't stand it when people start singing to themselves, or with a group of friends. Man that pisses me off.

today Mush and Nandi left, we didn't really give them a good leaving party or anything, but it's harder now days, I don't know why, but we're not as....vivid as we used to be. Instead we just chatted a bit. I wrote them a letter that they can read wheneve and hopefully it'll cheer them and help them to remember us. To be honest, Mushana seems really gutted about leaving me for a month or so. I didn't realise she was so attached to me. It's not like I don't like her, I really do, but I suppose the fact that we're going to see each other after the holiday means that I wasn't so upset about the whole thing. but then that's me, since when have I been upset that I wouldn't see someone for a while? I remember when I was in year ten, Kat was really upset that she wouldn't see me over the christmas holidays and I didn't get why. I don't think that makes me a bad person or anything, just different.

I gave Mohan a ring this morning, to match the paper clip one that she made for me. Well, that Vicky made for her to give to me. It's just a pipe cleaner but she seems to like it, so that's cool. I had a chat with Alyesha and Rachel and I feel much better now. I guess I was blowing things out of proportion before. hehe, ya, sounds like me. I just sometimes get confused with what's real, and what's not, like what is serious and what I'm making up to amuse myself.

In chemistry today we learnt about nmr. I think I understood it to begin with, but now that we're given questions on it I'm completely confused. It's really annoying as well because Nicola isn't here, and Mohan never helps me. Minal would, but she doesn't completely get it either, so there's no point in asking her. Basically I need to figure some stuff out for myself. I suppose that's like life, right? You can't keep asking for directions, after a while you have to make up your own mind. Wow that's pretty deep, and you know I'm shallow as a dish. Well at least I pretend to be most of the time. I feel it makes things easier. And if you're stupid enough to believe that it's true, well that's youre loss, huh.

Do you know that if all of my friends died now, we'd all regret the same thing? it's not rocket science though, I mean everyone in our situation would regret it. I feel bad that anyone who reads my blog will wonder what the hell I'm doing. See I'm not writing it for people anymore, I'm writing it for myself. Yes I like it when people comment and by people I mean Yas or Megan, but it's okay if they don't, because it's good to get thoughts out on paper likes this. and I have a lot of thoughts!!!

The ground was frozen today, and I had to walk carefully on my way to school to avoid tripping. Fishy yelled my name and I turned around and waited for her on the road. I didn't realise she could yell so loud. Then we walked the rest of the way together, I like fishy, she's cool. I wonder if she likes being called Fishy, or if she'd prefer Fiona? She doesn't seem like the kind of person that would care.

I have the death note soundtrack stuck in my head.

Latersz

If this was a movie...

I couldn't sleep last night. It was the weirdest thing. I can't remember the last time I couldn't sleep. It all started off normally, at half ten I went offline and said to Mohan that I was going to sleep, turned off the computer, locked up the house and went upstairs. I brushed my teeth and put on my pjs and got into bed and then....and then I just didn't fall asleep! It's hard to know how long to wait before it becomes obvious that you're not falling asleep you know? I lay there for about an hour, thinking about things in my head, I was pretty happy actually, I was enjoying being me, that happens every now and then and I love the feeling.

After about an hour, I started to get annoyed, tossing and turning, eventually after lying with my face in the pillow for about ten minutes, I got up and fumbled around in the dark until I found my soap bubbles. I figured that soap bubbles would relax me, because I love them and everyone knows it. Unfortunately for me, the soap bubbles are harder to blow when you've got your retainer in and for some reason taking my retainer out didn't seem like a good idea. So I blew the bubbles a bit, but I couldn't see them so great what with it still being dark.

Eventually, I got back into bed, and lay there for a bit more, but I still couldn't sleep, so I opened the curtains and stared out of the window. Man it was so windy! I can't remember the last time it was that windy. And the trees were all skeletal and the clouds were out. It was actually really bright, I was surprised. Doesn't it get dark any more? It was reeeeaaally beautiful actually. I stared out for ages, and my breath misted up the window which was annoying, and eventually I started drifting off, so I figured I could go to sleep, so I lay back down, closed the curtains etc and tried to be as quiet as possible so that I didn't wake up my mum. I STILL couldn't sleep, so I figured I would read a boring book.

Of course, the time I couldn't sleep and wanted to read a boring book would be the time that I'd had my cambridge interview and therefore didn't have anything boring that I had to read. Also I didn't need to do anymore reading for my history, so I ended up reading some poetry by Emily Dickeson, out of the book that Yasamin gave me for my birthday. It was good you know, I haven't looked at the book in a while, not since about a month after I got it, and I was rereading all my favourites. I like the short ones the best, because each word is so important, you can imagine that if you changed one word the whole thing would fall apart. Reminds me of match stick houses actually, you know, like the models made out of match sticks. If you move one matchstick they all fall down, but you know, they're only matchsticks. I was reading the one about the bed, that turns out to be a grave, that Yasamin says is her favourite. I'm not sure if I'd read it before, I'm not really into sitting down and reading through a poetry book, I prefer reading bits and pieces here and there, so I don't think I've read the whole thing before. I skimmed through it all last night, just stopping at the poems that I wanted to read or that caught my eye. It's a pretty short book though, so I finished in about half an hour. Then I decided to read "The Time Traveller's Wife" which was okay for a bit, but it didn't really grip me and I was really aware of the awkward angle I was sitting at and how small the text is. I wonder if it's one of those books that you can only read once, and after that it's not the same, because I remember really enjoying it when I read it this summer. I used to go into the garden and lie on a beach towel and read it on the few sunny days.

I think I had a look through my bookshelf, but I didn't really want to read anything, I don't think. Eventually I got sick of not working and got some chemistry revision guide out and tried to learn something from that. I think it worked, let's see...
Aldehydes and ketones can be reduced by NABH(4)...surely that can't be the only thing that I learnt. I mean I stayed up for ages, I must have learnt something else...oh, I think I learnt the mechanism for the addition of the CN- nucleophile to an aldehydes. I'm ...confused. I must have learnt more than that, but that's all I can remember. Did I learn something about esters?

I remember that Paul Runs Down Many Paths. Which is what you do to identify a carbonyl compound. You add 2,4, DNP then you get an orange precipitate. After that you Purify, Recrystallise, Dry, and compare Melting Points to those of known compounds. Ah, surely I shoud know more than this...I guess not.

Eventually the chemistry tired me out and I went to sleep. Phenol..I know things about phenol. It acts like an acid because it can donate protons, that's because the oxygen's lone pair becomes part of the delocalised system, weakening the H-O bond so it's easily lost. It just reacts normally with alkalis, forming ionic salts just like you'd expect. Nothing particularly interesting there.

It's not my fault that Mohan is spending all her time reading porn. you know she acts like I'm into weird stuff, but she's far worse. I guess I respect that she admits it. I'm surprised that no one else is weirded out though. I guess that means that everyone is a secret pervert. Everyone. that means EVERYONE.

I have chemistry next with mr kearsey. I think mr kearsey likes me, he's lofffffly. He's a nice teacher. Unfortunately nicola isn't here today so I don't know who I'm going to copy in chemistry. I'll try and copy mohan's but she's not half as obliging as Nicola. Maybe i'll just steal nicola's and read it...I wonder if anyone will notice..and or care...

Tonight, I will study chemistry. that is all.

Fannnnaaafliction

Do you know my friend Megan? So the other day, she actually went to this exhibition of that Harry Potter book, and pretended that she actually ahd enough money to take part in the auction. She's funny, that Megan. See, she's dedicated. Dedicated enough to pretend to be an aristocrat who can afford to spend hundreds and hundreds of pounds on a book.

Right so, my fingers are kinda cold, so I can't type very well. But if I sit on them and warm them up, then I wont be able to type at all. So basically we have what they call a "catch Twenty Two Situation." Maybe there could be an epic play made of out my plight. I could star in it.

See, I would really like a phone with a ringtone, I feel it would be the epitome of expression, to have my favourite something play whenever anyone calls me. Yes, I am thinking of "pump it" by the Black Eyed Peas, just to be hillarious. But I can't do that because my phone is from the dark ages where you have monotonic ringtones. Yeah you heard me. But then if I get a new phone I wouldnt' be able to use my harry potter cover and I DO LOVE MY HARRY POTTER COVER.

I've been reading too many fanfictions, so that in my life now, I feel like it must be a fanfiction, as in the actions that people do must be motivated by deep emotions such as hate or love. Unless it's a crack fic. Actually that would be my life really as a fanfic. A crackfic, where everyone's crazy and there's no plot.

Yep, that sounds about right.

So we've got my friends, and the whole situation is a bit weird to be honest. Nandi and I don't understand a thing the other says, Mushana has officially lost it, Mohan hates me, for unknown reasons, Vicky apparently likes me but I've no idea why, Fishy keeps trying to put boxes on my head and Kim is ACTUALLY STUDYING. What is this? Treachery is what it is. Anyway, it's driving me crazy and I was crazy to begin with. My head is all bouncing around between trying to be normal, and trying to figure out what my friends are on about. The whole thing just go so ridiculous. I've never been part of a big group of friends before, you see. Generally I just have one or two friends who are completely devoted to me and would do anything for me. Not that it wouldn't be mutual, but it's different to the situation that I have here.

I suppose part of the problem is that I loveeee it in my head. I'm just so fun to spend time with. Except people don't get it when I start laughing about something I said. Maybe cause it's not particularly funny. Or maybe because they think I'm thinking perverted thoughts. I'm which not. I can laugh at things that aren't perverted, you know. It's happened maybe seven or eight times in my life so far.

Hah ah. Kuukukukukukuku. That was laughter in the style of this anime character called Orochimaru. He's weeeiiird.

Oh, so you know aldehydes, if you add acidified potassium dichromate to them, then they turn from orange to green. It's a good test.

Meeep, I should learn things, but I'm really not in the mood. Not that I ever am. Maybe I'll just go back to reading some fanfics..... Laterzzz

Icha Icha Paradise

Typinggggg like there's no tomorrow...typing up a storm, oh look olive just came in to the room, hey olive, you rock. Even though you're just a cat and you don't listen to music and you've never been to a concert. i didn't mean it like that and you know it.
So right, I should be soooo revising, Chemistry yeah, cause I have this module test in january and you know what? I KNOW NOTHING. I mean this one time, I read that benzene had three delocalised pi bonds...then I became so disgusted with life I went upstairs to see if I could hang myself. Well I didn't, but I wanted to see if there was any where that I could have hung myself. Cause I heard that if you actually wanted to kill yourself you might find it harder than you thought, what with lack of beams, throwing up after ODing, it's all pretty tough.

Oh, I had this Cambridge interview the other day and my god I messed it up. It was SO BAD I would have done anything and I mean anything to have just not been there. To have been ANYWHERE ELSE. It's a bit scary to think like that..

Man it's raining, it's been raining all night and now it's still raining! England is a wet place to live in, you know. Oh check this, olive has turned her back on me. SHE TURNED HER BACK ON ME? she thinks she's too good well I'll show her. Wth this...rubber. *throws rubber* crap I missed. Damn.

I've been wondering...what noise does a moose make? I want to say "mook" but I dont think that's right..."mook" don't seem like a noise than an animal could make.

I think I have fat cheeks. Like...a ...hamster! Yeah, what if people notice my fat cheeks and call me a hamster? I could cut the cheeks off...but I don't want to do that !!! I think I like having fat cheeks. I'm not entirely certain but that's because I'm so fickle. I've been practicing sucking my cheeks in so that I look like I have a thin face but that makes me look constipated and it's better to look like a hamster than constipated. Actually it makes me look like a starved, constipated hamster. I dont know what's going on but I think I see hamsters when I look in the mirror and I'm SURE that's not what's supposed to happen right? RIGHT?

Urg, chemistryyyy...it's so boring, all all the weird things you have to learn..I don't know how Mohan and Nicola learn all this crappp. Yeah well, I can learn crap just like everyone else. DAMN STRAIGHT, they're not leaving me behind. I'll show them that I'm not a moron..they keep calling me a moron. Actually just Mohan but I think that's just an inferiority complex because she's aware that I'm just so clever brilliant and beeeeaaautiful. Yeah, I think she's crushing on me. Can't blame her, I AM gorgeous. But she's so not my type. She should go crush on Vicky. Haha, as though Vicky would be up for that. She'd freak out so fast...

My mum bought me these dried fruit things, well I asked her to because they looked pretty, but now she's all "they were really expensive." it's like...sultanas and cranberries. It's pretty yummy I guess, but then after a while it makes your mouth feel reallllly weird, like it's numb or something...and your tongue goes all dry and shit. It's a bit strange. So I just eat little bits at a time.

Speaking of my eating habits, I've learned to unpeel an orange so that you just get one longgggg spiral of peel. Hell yes. That takes skilllllz.. Maaaaan I should study...but I reallly don't want to...Studying is so troublesome, hehe.

Laterzzz

ouran high school host club

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Wild Sarizard Attacked!

I haven't much to say, you see and therefore I've not said much.
Ucas! Meeeeeep. And ramadan, oh the fasting! It makes me sleepy. But it's harder on the first days, after that it's okay. I'm a bit annoyed because we're going to someone else's house to break fast, but I suppose I'll get over it.


I'm supposed to be editting my book, but I do about a chapter and then get really really irritated. I hope it's cause I'm fasting.

School is school. I find myself clock watching more often than I like to. My friends are great thought. Homework seems to pass me straight by. And then I'm like what??? we had homework?? I didn't do it! I just hope that I do okay in the tests. I'm sure I should. I'm good at tests, right?

Year thirteen is strange, everything is a last, last first day, last open evening, last autumn assessments. I would have though it would be stranger having no one to look up to, but it's not.

I keep missing my stupid period, which is annoying because my mum keeps being on my case about it. What does she expect? I'm also super thin due to fasting, my stomach doesn't go OUT it goes DOWN! Isn't that cool?

University! Aaaaha. I don't know if it's for me, but I want to go anyway. I just want to have the funness, I'm not sure about the course. Maybe I should only apply for three year courses then? Or I'll change when I get on them. I'm just not really sure at all what I want to do.

I know I want to finish my book and send it to a few literary agents and hopefully get published, fingers crossed!


I think that's all, I lost Megan, no idea where she is or how she is but to be honest, I don't think I was making much of a difference anyway. Surprisingly, I wouldn't kill luke for breaking up with her, because I think I saw it coming or something. I would kill him for getting involved with her in the first place if he didn't think he would see it through, but I can't really blame him because Megan is really pretty and probably confused him with her femenine wiles. Yasamin troops on this week, alonnnnne with no cocktail.


:)

Get ready for ISWEEK!

Fiendish

As always I haven't been blogging. I think it's because I've been writing a lot, so I haven't been writing so much about me. Anyway, I've been talking a lot too so maybe I talked all the talk out of me.
I love the summer holidays, I feel like I spend all the summer holidays floating, you know?
I've been writing a lot, although I don't know how I'm ever going to get published at this rate. I just feel like I push my friends into reading my stuff even if they don't really like in.
On the plus side, I've written a lot of original fiction this summer and I prefer it to writing fanfics a l'instance.

How about peppermint tea. It makes your throat feel good!
Rachel and Kim are stars, brilliant brilliant friends. Kim is concerned about her boobs. Everyone, if you see Kim, tell her she had good boobs!!! It's what a friend would do.

I also miss Nandi and Mush but I think they should come back before school starts. It's a crime to miss school.

Okay, everyone, we are going to work this year. We all need to. No more sitting in the computer room and wasting time! We're going to STUDY in room 27 okay? OKAY? is that clear?

I can't believe we're going to university next year! (although rachel's dropping out to be a nail techincian) We're all so young, Fishy and Vicky can't go to university! They'll explode it! EXPLODE IT.

I love Megan, who is amaaaazing but thinks that she's shitty. But she's wrong! So wrong (call me, biatch)

That's all for now! Remember, this term STUDY STUDY STUDY!

Anything With a Postcode

Dang, I should write something. it's the summer holidays, and I've been getting up at midday. The perfect way to start the day. I generally try and get some reading done and then succumb to being useless. My brain is just not into it. It's also not into writing in this blog, so I had better think of something.

This years obsessions:
ISWAK
Buffy
Doctor Who
David Tennant
Hollyoaks

I think that's it actually, not bad considering. Feel free to add any in a comment.

I've been watching Torchwood as of late. It's really pretty good, kinda off beat, but good at the same. I didn't expect to like Jack and the rest of the team half as much as I do! And I'm a loon, because I go around asking everyone I meet if they watch Doctor who and then going completely made if they do. Of course, Laura and I talk about the Whoverse non stop on line, and Megan and I chat away about it on the phone.

I just had a breif tussle with my friends. We went out to get some lunch, but I wanted a chocolate bar, not a sandwich and ran to buy it before my friends could stop me. Then they tried to get me to return it and buy something better, so I ran down the street screaming "SANCTUARY" and took a bite out of it. Hurrah! Civil liberties win!

My friends and I spend an unhealthy amount of time in the computer room. BLAH!

Here come the drums!

Yawn. I am so tired. Schoool should be illegal especially at this point in the school year. I mean, I took ages trying to wind down after my exams, but I think I went a bit too far, and now I'm just really sleepy. Sooo sleepy.
Some of my friends have discovered my online stories, which totally sucks, but I guess there's not much I can do about it. And I'm not going to write more here because the chances are they're going to read this. Because they have nothing better to do than stalk me. I'm like, famous.

So yesterday, my mum is like "when is your book coming out?" and I thought I'd written a book and my mum had secretly had it published and it was coming out soon, but she just meant when is Harry Potter Coming Out. That's the 22nd of July.

Urg, being a prefect is hard work. I have to do...speeches. And I am tired. I need to have a nap and then think about doing speeches. And helping on sports day.

I'm going to go now, before my friends run away without me.

Megan is the COOLEST.

First day back

to be perfectly honest I had a bit of a crappy first day. I got in to a big argument about why ellen wasn't a bad person, and ended up saying that I supported the holocaust through some confusing link. Also, school was a bit pants and I didn't get enough sleep.

Urg, I did some lovely gardening, then there was this big thing between Melissah and Lottie and Jess, which I somehow got involved in. It's really none of my business..But I feel responsible, because they've all been such good friends to me at various points. I guess I side with Jess a little more, because she's the only one I'm in contact with right now. Melissah and Lottie sort of phased me out.

God, enough depressing things.

I'm reading bridget jones' diary again.

I had a lovely conversation on the phone with Megan, and I watched Hollyoaks.

Year Twelve

Wow! I've pretty much finished year twelve! I've had my exams, two in each subject, and on monday I go back to school to start my year thirteen syllabus. It's just unbelievable, me, in year thirteen. Doing my A-Levels.

So let's summarise the year. I've made tonnes of new friends, and stayed in touch with most of my old ones which is something. I've probably got more work done than your average seventeen year old. And look at that, I'm seventeen! I wrote the Marmalade Chronicles which were fantastic, if you don't mind my saying. I did a ridiculous amount of extra curricular activities. I really go into Doctor Who :p I went out more than I'm used to, and I had a great time. I made some very responsible decisions, and I slept a lot.

I think I developed well as a person, and I've kept my temper remarkably well. I've also managed to tone down my bitchyness and not really been particularly mean to anyone, I don't think.

It's strange to have nothing to do, but School on Monday, and it'll be work work work. No idea what subject I'm dropping, and no idea what course I'm taking. I still want to develop as a person, I'm not finished yet, so I don't know what kind of person I'll be or what job would be most suited.

Kim and I are getting way excited about the 21st of July which is of course the release of Harry Potter and The Deathly Hallows. Does anyone know what a Deathly Hallow could be? It sounds a bit like Godric's Hollow. Hallow, Hollow. It sounds like I'm talking on a telephone.

I got myspace, which means I have another website to go to.

My internet life is a bit dull right now, but my regular life is pretty good. On Thursday, Rachel came around to my house at about 2ish, and we met Kim and Ellen at school at 3.45. Then we all went to eat at this nice restaurant which is lovely, because it's never full and they never turn you away. It wasn't vair expensive either, even though we were completely full afterwards, and we got tricked into buying olives and bread. I didn't want to, but Ellen and Kim insisted that it would be free. Shows what THEY know. Lollerskates.

I think it's great when you get to a place where you stop wanting to be friends with someone, or wishing that you could meet someone, and start to really appreciate your friends, instead of constantly reaching for something you can't attain, you just float. I feel like this year I've gotten that with Rachel and Kim, who are lovely, both for different reasons, both equally.

I'm also at war with one of my friends. We've divided into two teams. There is team Sarah, and Team phishy. I kidnapped Team phishy's most treasured possessions and held them ransom, then they stole my lunch and stationary, next I have something big planned, but I cannot divulge any information here, for fear of it being intercepted.

Todays Doctor Who was vair scary. I was scared. Hummm I'm going to have some hot chocolate. Also, Jess sent me a lovely mixed tape and I did some gardening.

My teef hurt!

And so the saga of orthodontical therapy continues. Now I have rubber bands on my teeth, I use them to align my jaw. Man is it fun.

Did you know... I'm a prefect?! I KNOW. Amazing. Absolutely amaaaazing.

My french exchange student and I got on SO well. It was unbelievable is what it was. It was like we were telepathic. Miss Bennet is apparently arranging a return trip, but I do not know if my mum will let me go, because you know how my mum is. Weird, she is weird. Anyway, speaking of my mum, she is washing her hands in the sink. We just had the following conversation.

S: What are you doing?
M: I'm going to pray. Why?
S: Just curious.
M: I can't make your lunch now.
S: Okay, I was just asking.
M: Alright, I was just saying.

Anyway, I thinkt hat conversation was a bit weird.

Do you want to know about the reactions of alcohols? There's dehydration, oxidation, reaction with sodium, nucleophilic addtion and esterification. I could draw diagrams, but you might throw old fruit at me.

I'm updating, because Emily, who sits in front of me in French and asked me to record the status of her hair each day complained that i never did. Rachel and I did not think Emily was very cool, but after sitting with her for a few lessons, it became apparent that she is actually very cool. She smiles a lot and opens her eyes really wide.

It's study leave, don't you know? That means I get a month of holiays, with little exams in between, but they aren't for ages, so it's ALL COOOL.

I'm watching Azumanga Daioh again, which is awesome and everyone should watch it. Also, Fishy stole my popcorn! THEIF.