Universityyy

So I'm not feeling like blogging, but I should write some stuff about uni.

On Saturday, Vicky and I went to FOCSOC welcome day, which is for freshers off campus. We were late cause I wanted to get a planner from selfridges, but that's fine cause it was worth it, the planner's gorgeous. It's got pictures of cats on it. The cats are playing rock music.

Anyway, we made our way to the guild, talking to some random people on the way, vicky tried to limbo and failed, I laughed. We went down into the basement of the guild, which was like a haunted house, and then there was this room with a load of people our age in it.

The guy organising it gave us stickers, mine was "Ron Weasley" and Vicky's was "Clyde," and then we had to find our partners. I managed to find Harry, and Vicky found Bonnie and we had a short conversation with them, before mosying off into the "Sutton and Erdington" group.

The purpose of the group was so we could share taxis on our way back from the nights out...that none of us wanted to go to. vicky was like "I'd rather sleep" and it's so not my scene, so we were both out. We made friends with a couple of people, some people were cool, some people were nice, some people were a little confused by us, but oh well.

Anyway, we're going back in tomorrow, hopefully we'll have a nice time and maybe meet some people we know!

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!

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.

Super Girl!

Yo ho ho ho. H o ho ho. Lalal. Sooop.
Now that the crazy is out of the way, my mum just gave me some orange juice, but the only reason she did it, was because she wanted to recycle the carton. Tell me, does the end justify the means?
Urrg, I drank it, but it had all the rubbish bit at the end. I like the juicy bit at the begining.
So this week, my mum bought like...twenty necterines. It was great. There was the "perfectly ripe" variety, the "nearly ripe" variety, the "ripen in bowl" variety and the "keep in fridge" variety. I'm sure Megz is swooning at the idea of all these necterines.
Speaking of Megz, anyone else excited about Harry Potter? I sure am!

This week, I am seizing the moment, living for the day! Damn straight! So on Monday, I decided to cut my hair, I was all like "I'm going to cut my hair." It was actually because my hairdresser was all "I can't makei t because I have another appointment" and it was like.."what is this..????" I mean since when can hairdressers do that? Anyway, I decided to dye my hair, but I couldnt' find the right colours. I had honey, red, brown, orange. They all go with black too well. I wanted maybe a pale green, or a purple or pink or something, but no luck. Anyway, I decided if i couldn't dye it, I would cut it, so I got the scissors and started a hacking away. It went major triangular, but I quite like it. A bit like Selene in Underworld. Man am I concieted.

Then...then...Uh..I'm sure something happened. I know at some point during the week I yelled "Work that broom!" At this girl sweeping, and I asked one of my teachers "what's happening?" in way of greeting. Oh! and I stuck a bunch of post-its around school saying things like "This locker is HAUNTED." Also I kicked ass on this bio test and got my first full marks on a history paper! Man is that cool! And then I blew off school work to watch six consecutive episodes of Buffy.

So, good week. I only stayed at the hospital for two hours, served the tea and left, no small talk, not in the mood. Also, I arranged a placement in a residential home in the half term, more on that another time. And I read a poem called Ozymandias. You should read it. Man will it depress you.