Hooray! I feel like throwing a party to celebrate the return of the talking ones. It's so lovely to hear from you guys again XD

Hear. You don’t hear livejournal posts, prat, you read them. Now stop making us sound like we hear other people’s voices in our head.

Stop making it sound like we hear our own voices in our head, silly. You know we’re not supposed to tell anyone that we exist. They’ll lock us away in a padded cell.

*clears throat*

So recently I watched a bunch of the Russell Howard’s Good News programmes on youtube. Good God they’re hilarious. I was cackling away the whole time. Russell Howard is sooo funny. I think I’m in love with him =)

I also discovered a new found addiction for Peggle earlier today. It’s a really mind numbing game that I can’t seem to stop playing...

Well, try. Please. I’m so bored with you spending hours clicking to shoot ball bearings at pegs. We could be doing something useful, like that drama review that’s due in tomorrow.

Oh, lighten up! Peggle is awesome – every time the ball bounces off the pegs it makes a little ‘plink’ noise that gradually ascends a scale! =D

Yes, but. Drama.

LA LA LA LA NOT LISTENING

Shut up guys.

So anyway, I was slightly gutted today when Mr Lawson and Mr Snowden weren’t around for bus duty. Iz and I had our stupid song that we were going to sing in a loud and embarrassing way as we walked past them all sorted out, then they weren’t even there. *sulks*

If you were gaaayyy, that’d be okaaayyy, I mean ‘cause heeeeyyy, I’d like you anyway..

Agh! I am not gay! Shut up! Go away! I don’t even know the words to this song!

Alright, alright. Jeez, some people.

Guys, please.

So, while that was très lame, I feel the giggles and cuddles earned through it were very much worth it. And right now, drama homework be damned, I’m feeling schizophrenic and happy =)

*big cheesy smile*

Grumblegrumblegrumble

Right. Me and the problem children should probably get some sleep now.

How about this time, I’ll end it here. =D

(Footnote – dontcha just love how much the italics voice sounds like me being childish and the bold voice sounds like Robyn telling me off, much like we do during the vast majority of days XD. But shhhhhh, don’t tell her I said so =p)

• Monday - school choir/advertising enterprise at lunch, and advertising enterprise after school also
• Tuesday - young leaders and triple science alternating every week at lunch, and OCT panto rehearsals after school
• Wednesday - advertising enterprise at lunch and NCY workshop after school
• Thursday - R.E. club at lunch, and choir and OCT rehearsal after school
• Friday - advertising enterprise at lunch, and youth group after school if I can ever be arsed which I usually can't
• Saturday - DAY OFF! Usually destroyed by large backlogs of homework and visiting relatives
• Sunday - Church and OCT rehearsal

• Practise my guitar for about an hour every day so I can stay at a good enough level to pass my grade. Which is now on the 13th December at 9:30 in the morning. On a Sunday. But I'm pretty confident I'll do okay =)
• Learn about 4 different scripts for various drama showcases and performances
• Complete considerable amounts of coursework and revision for practise tests
• Find a placement for work experience that isn't completely rubbish, and finally
• Teach myself the entire of the French and History GCSE courses because my teachers are so bad, as well as constant Science revision 'cause Triple Science is really hard.

My friends, I apologize for not writing more often about more important stuff. But seriously. When will they hurry up and invent time turners??

Ahah. I spent the last few minutes dropping lasagna all over the kitchen. I'm such a good cook. Also, I just had to answer the door to Max (Mum's really cute student who also goes to my drama) and make conversation for a minute or so.

On a more relaxed note, I am actually loving Only Revolutions with all my being. Fantastic all the way through, and God and Satan is beautiful as well as subtly God bashing. Genius. If I'm honest, I wasn't expecting them to be able to match Puzzle, but they've done amazingly. 'Mon the Biffy indeed =D

So, Jackson Rathbone. Izzy, you were right. Because.

IS HE NOT THE COOLEST GUY EVER!?

Seriously. He's Jasper, he's playing Sokka in the upcoming Avatar film and HE WAS IN CRIMINAL MINDS AS AN UNSUB!

Those are three of my most favourite things in the world ever and he spans them all.

And he's a really good actor. His character changed personalities and I was like 'Woah. Dude. You look so real.' He portrayed it really well. Especially 'cause his character was a fucked up junkie who worked in a hotel and had a split dominant/submissive personality disorder, the submissive of which was his actual character and the dominant of which was a girl called Amanda. If you want to test an actor, put them in a situation where half of their brain believes they're a girl. The guy is good.

And he's playing Sokka, who is my almost favourite character and comes a very very very close second to Zuko but he's still the shizz and Avatar is made of awesome.

Also, when he's not being a creepy girl/man/drug addict/serial killer, he's really hot.

I like. XD

Ahah. Coffee and a snuggly hoody and Criminal Minds, since about 8 (which is annoyingly early) this morning. I forgot how nice it is to wake up and then just lie in bed and feel warm and safe and sleepy and happy. =)

Dad managed to set off the smoke alarm. at about 8. You know, I was all set to sleep until 11 today, I didn't even get to sleep 'till about half past one for the second night in a row 'cause I was gonna sleep in, but whatever. Not his fault he's such a early riser and we have temperamental smoke alarms.

My mind is pleasantly groggy and sleepy right now, but for some reason I got the urge to update Livejournal. So yeah. Hey. Here I am. Sorry for the babble.

So Izzy and Laura and I recorded Mr Elliot and Mr Dodds for their mini enterprise CD yesterday. I think I could quite happily just kill Mr Dodds. Total prick. After half an hour of fiddling around with all his laptop karaoke (how the hell do you spell that???) he eventually decided that the way we had been trying to do it was best and then made it try to sound like it was his idea and we were like 'grrr' but we had to keep smiling until he was gone then we just had a massive swearing session until the utter frustration had died down a little. And we had to stay for ages because he kept wasting time, so I totally would have missed going to see FAME with Rosie and Robin and Rob and Jack and Johannes (who I'm a little bit in love with), but thankfully they'd rescheduled so I didn't miss it after all. Phew =D. But Mr Dodds is still a wanker.

It's a little weird just how much I love Criminal Minds. They catch serial killers and it's really gruesome and quite scary and it makes me a little paranoid, but I love the characters so freaking much. It's enough to rival my obsession with and adoration for: Panic! At The Disco when they were circusy, William Beckett and Michael Guy Chislett, and Adam Lazzara. Excuse me for a moment while my heart melts. XD

So I've been noticing a bit of a... well, lack of posts Livejournal, prior to Stef's entry. Go Stef for breaking the silence! I know on my part that's 'cause I'm a bit short on time, but still. *pokes Izzy* You alright in there?

x




We're stronger than this - we'll rise up and then we'll fall,
but we'll keep on rising
We're more than this world around us, we'll have a calling,
and we'll follow until we never gave up

Together, together, we'll never look down
Never turn, never change; there's a reason we came
We'll ride on the back of the shine in your eye
And we'll fly, we'll fly, we'll fly.

Oh my, what a turbulent few days. I last posted on Sunday... quite a while. I forgot what it's like to just not have time for things. Day by day account time, methinks =)

Monday
Fantastic. I loved Monday. School was pretty good, D of E was nice. Mr Venables is a friendly guy really, under the stressy P.E. teacher cover that he seems to have during basketball. It's going to be so hard to not call him Mr Vaginaballs. Thanks, Stef.
Anyway, more importantly. Movie night style party that turned into a Guitar Hero party! That was my favourite party ever. We didn't even do anything, just ate pizza and played Guitar Hero and talked. But everyone was so happy and it was absolutely lovely. Couldn't have gone better at all. Jamie, Robyn, Stef and Izzy. You are le wonderful. =D

Tuesday
Birthday! Much enjoyment. Awesome presents too - a shiny mobile that isn't a new model but is still a vast improvement on the old one, body language and behavioural science books (loveitloveitloveitloveit), the world's greatest chord book, lots of cake, lush stuff, The Resistance and various other stuff. Also, best of all, many birthday hugs and facebook messages from brilliant people who I haven't spoken with in a long time. XD It was the bestestest.

Wednesday
I don't know if it was lack of sleep or the fact that I'd been stupidly happy for the last two days and my mind couldn't keep it up too well, but I had an awful day at school because I was just really grumpy. And I had a backlog of homework that I hadn't done because I was either having a party or too lazy to work seeing as it was my birthday. This included an essay draft for Romeo and Juliet that I didn't even understand and a load of other shit that I didn't manage to finish because I had Northcott Drama, even though I spent the whole evening trying to work either side of drama and stayed up till like 11.
Drama itself was really good though, we played some hyperactive state inducing games and I met Johannas, who is a seriously lovely guy. And I was working with Alex, who is really friendly, and I think our mini performance thing went well and Tom (the leader guy) thought we did a good job =D So that was lots of fun.

Thursday
Ugh, Thursday. Worst day I've had in a long time. I was half asleep throughout the whole day, Mr Paramore was infuriating, English was fucking awful because of the essay that I failed to complete and was supposed to be handing in that lesson, P.S.H.E was really stressful because of Mini Enterprise, R.E. Club was boring when it's usually really interesting and everything was just bad. I got so stressed and frustrated; I nearly cried in English. I really hate it when that happens. And then when I got home I had to finish (read: actually redo the whole of) the essay, learn a bunch of French vocab for the next day, find 5 chemical equations so I could write out the relative masses and get knife crime statistics for Drama.Geez.
I ended up skipping choir and having a mini breakdown over how I can't do anything right and I keep letting everyone down and I'm not smart enough to get all the grades that everyone obviously expects me to get. It was horrible. I hate being sad. Anyway, then I got the homework done (over four hours. Waaaay too much time. But still. Finished!), then went to bed and hoped that the day would somehow miraculously delete itself from history.

Friday
Life became wonderful again! I got Build Me Up Buttercup stuck in my head all morning and I was singing it with anyone who would join in, and I just felt fantastic. Even Maths couldn't bring me down =). Drama was lots of fun, and R.E. was funny, and I got a good mark in my French test, and Biology wasn't even that bad because Mrs Tracey was in a good mood. Lunch was really fun, and I even got on well with Paige and Ez, and Charlotte came over for a bit which was really nice and we had a laugh =D. And I was really happy! I think I just got the depression out of my system or something, because it was a fantastic day. And I don't even have any homework now, and I have enough time to actaully update you, Livejournal.

So, the present. In a few minutes I will be off to my weird choir youth group, which may well be really boring but at the moment I'm feeling too positive to not want to go. Life is great. My immune system has stayed true in the face of a Swine Flu sandwich and total stress, and I've got all my lovely people even if they are all ill, and I've got the whole weekend of free time ahead of me. 

Fantastic!  

Urgh. We had the OCT panto read through. The panto's called Muesli On The Bounty, it's got pirates and treasure and looks really quite fun =) That part's all good. But from then on it turns a little bit shit. 

OCT. It's meant to be me and Robyn and Alex and Jack and Rachel; we're the gang of five and we laugh at Alex and Jack's awful jokes and make fun of Alex's eyebrows and Jack's Scottish accent and Robyn's costumes and badly done make up and my sailor shorts that are meant to make me look like a biker but really don't... it's meant to be the Panto Times, just us guys having a laugh and doing a performance. 

But this year, Tamisn Harvey and Louisa Someoneorother who were on the London trip in project week have joined and they're the ones who are laughing at the bad jokes and it's grating at me because they're both nice but I find them really annoying and I get the feeling they're not going to leave us alone at all over the entire panto. And it's something special that Robyn and I share, and we're not going to get any privacy at all, and then Kane joined as well, and he's Alex's friend so that's Alex and Jack out of the old picture too. I know times change and everything, but these ones aren't meant to. It's quite depressing. I'm worried that I won't enjoy it, that it won't be special this time round.

But, ya know, I'm gonna be positive. Despite the moan, it's still the only time I really get to interact with Jack and Alex and Rachel, and if I manage to get a good-ish part the fun will be in the acting as well as the hanging out, and it'll still be me and Robyn anyway. I'll make it okay, even if it's headed towards utter shit. And also, Rachel was totally flirting with Jack tonight, so it could be interesting to see where that goes. =D

It's cool.

AAAAAAAAAAWWWW YEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAH!

Usually I'm not really one for stretched out vowels, capitals or bigging myself up, but I'm feeling fabulous. And sounding camp. But I don't care! If you don't want to listen to my ego centered ramblings, I suggest you move on, because I'm about to sing my own praises with full orchestral accompaniment.

Seriously though, I am so good. Using a blend of my fine acting skills, emotional blackmail, subtle manipulation, open mindedness and powerful persuasion, I totally did something awesome! Me and Robyn wrote a story last year and I cast myself as a fairy. It's a weird, weird feeling, but I reckon I can do some fairy type work in real life now. I got myself this awesome opportunity to help out some of the people I love (and I don't care if they don't want my help, they're getting it), and I'm gonna make the most of it until they're sick of me. XD

I'll leave you with the mental image of me doing a celebratory dance around my bedroom.

Fin.

Ugh. C'est le weird. Recently my friends have all decided to tell me stuff. Don't get me wrong, I'm not complaining; I'm really honoured that they talk to me. Just. It's a little weird. And the timing is strange. In the last two days I've learnt so much about these people... my friends. My strange, wonderful, slightly disturbing friends. I love them all, the retards =)

I just watched Muse's interview on T.V. - the one about the Teignmouth gig. So wish I was there. Damn ticket prices. Uprising is so good. I find myself once again filled with dreams of forming the world's greatest band and totally ruling the Next Battle of the Bands with Muse covers and winding up playing huuuuge arenas. Then coming back to Ottery to laugh at all the poor people with nothing at all to do. Maybe one day, possibly.

I got a bunch of CDs today too - Feeder, Keane, Arctic Monkeys, Travis, The Feeling and HelloGoodbye. Cost me just over £20. Not bad at all. I'm now in a massive Feeder mood as well as Muse, which is an interesting combination that I rather like.

I CAN'T WAIT FOR THE RESISTANCE AND VIVARIUM! THREE DAYS!!!

So I'm gonna finish in just a minute and go to bed. The post time is lying, it's actually about half past nine (although livejournal will tell you that it's 8 because I started writing at 8 before getting completely distracted by Matthew Bellamy). And I really need an early night with as long a lie in as my mind will let me have. I've been getting five hours sleep most nights this week, and it was the first week back at school, and I'm one of those people who really needs enough sleep or I turn into a dragon. I really do. The scales and fire breath are forming as we speak. Anna said at lunch that she was so tired because she only got six and a half hours sleep last night. I was just thinking 'Oh, Anna. You have no idea'. But in fairness to her, she's been having some issues. I feel really bad I'm not talking back to her properly, but oh well. I'm trying my best, and I'm totally gonna get there, and it's going to be soon. I promise myself. XD

Good luck to Izzy, who has undergone or is undergoing Grading and  hope you do fantastically. I know you will, but have the luck anyway.

So yeah. Sleep.