Sunday 23 January 2011

Iron Maiden

Firstly. I have gained 3 followers! YAY! I know have a total of.... 3 followers! wheeeeee :D

Anyway, this is just a short post to announce that after my holiday is booked on monday or tuesday, I will be ordering two standing tickets for my Dad and I to go and see the amazing, the legendary, The Iron Maiden!

Oh my god, I'm so excited and am terrified that all of the standing tickets will be gone by tuesday. I saw Muse in September and although it was absolutely incredible, we were in the seating area and I would have much rather have been in the standing part because I could get more involved. My friend and I were jumping around screaming and shouting and kept tripping over the chairs and all the other seated people were...well seated. It was really annoying.

So, back to my Iron Maiden Flight 666 documentary <3

Tuesday 18 January 2011

The Artist

Had a shit day at school today. I felt ill and they wouldn't let me go home so I was sent to Sick Bay. Which is a tiny room under the stairs in one of the buildings. Now I know how Harry Potter felt. I was like Alice stuck in the White Rabbit's house. It was awful, I felt like the walls were closing in on me, the ticking clock sounded so loud. Time went really fast. Then really slow. I think I'm insane. The floor started to swirl and I started to grow- I couldn't fit in that stupid room under the stairs. I started hyperventilating. Then there was noise outside, lessons were over, it was lunch. All the chatter outside seemed to snap me out of...well whatever the fuck was wrong with me. I left.

I came home and spent the evening working hard on my art. I wasn't concentrating on what I was drawing, just how I was drawing. It wasn't until I stopped and looked that I realised I had drawn a picture of an anorexic girl who was ridiculously tall. In the mirror she saw a small woman, it was only in height that she was small because she was morbidly obese. I didn't plan on drawing this. I just did. Interpret it how you will.

Sunday 16 January 2011

Eaten Alive By Psychotic Physics Fish

Okay, so I livened my day up a little bit with that title. All I have done today is cram for this stupid physics exam. I literally felt like I was drowning in circuits, static electricity, momentum and all the other stuff I pointlessly revised. Not much of it went in but I did find out something quite interesting. I freak out when I have to work in silence so I usually play some quiet music like Beethoven or Debussy or such like. Today I put my ipod on shuffle, it was really quiet but I found I worked best when I was listening to Iron Maiden! Win! I think it kind of spurred me on, with the prominent drumming and memorable riffs and tunes :)

Then, I was finally allowed to stop for dinner. After dinner I washed up and managed to get my laptop back from my Mum! (She doesn't trust me to revise with Patlopt around ¬__¬) SO now I'm done washing up, I can start writing the story whose ideas have been floating around my mind all freaking day! YAY!

Enjoy your last few hours before school tomorrow, try not to dwell on it, it's still the weekend<3

Oh, before I go, I have a message to my school and the majority of the people/teachers in it:

FUCK YOU, YOU FUCKING FUCKS :D

Saturday 15 January 2011

Write A Poem About Being In A Situation Where Someone Is Not Giving Good Non-Verbal Communication

I always forget to hand in my homework. Whenever you don't give it in on time, my Physcology teacher makes you hand it in the next day with a poem relevant to what we'd been learning. She chose the following subject: Write A Poem About Being In A Situation Where Someone Is Not Giving Good Non-Verbal Communication.This is what I came up with;

Your lips are moving but your eyes are elswhere.
The floor.
Your arms hang limp at your sides, your feet turned slightly inwards.
Are you nervous? I wonder. Are you scared?
This is getting uncomfortable.
Are we having a conversation? Or are you just talking?
Thats ok. I'm a good listener.
But wait! Movement!
You are not a robot after all!
Oh. You're just crossing your arms.
Your eyes haven't left the floor.
Do you want to be here?
Your lips are still moving. But are you even speaking?
You're shutting me out.
But you're locking me in.
I'm trapped.



...I didn't think. I just wrote. Please tell me what you think- if anybody is actually reading this?

Thanks :) <3

Music & Revision

So, I have this exam coming up. Physics. A resit of my GCSE which I failed. And so to bring my overall score for one of my two sciences up to a pass I need to get at least a C in Physics. I know I'm not going to get above a C and it's unlikely that I'll pass but I still need to do it. But the thing is, every year 11 has work experience on Wednesdays. I'm at Lympne Primary School, it takes me an hour to get there and an hour back. My exam is scheduled to be on Wednesday. So, the only people taking the exam are year 11s and the day the school decides to schedule it, is the one day we're not in school. I don't know whether I have to go into school for my exam and then go to Lympne but I'd have to go to school in my uniform. Do the exam which is an hour to an hour and half, then go home, get changed and get a lift or the bus to Lympne. By the time I get there, it's going to be getting on for half 12 or 1 o'clock with is silly because their school finishes at ten past 3. So, all of that rushing and journeying and I'm only going to be there for 2 hours. I'll have to find out whats happening on Monday. But until then I am banished to my room to revise all weekend, which is why, naturally, I am sat here blogging :D

I did, however, manage to sneak out this morning- Mum was at work and Dad had just gone out to his Gun Club so he sits up in a field somewhere shooting targets for hours so I had plenty of time to run down to the libary- return my book that was due back in December (It's called Torment and is the sequel to Fallen- it's a very good book and I highly reccomend it!). Then, stand in queue at W.H Smith for ages to get Vogue and then faff about trying to decide what CD to get with my HMV voucher. I ended up getting 2 for £10- The Number Of The Beast (Iron Maiden) Asylum (Disturbed).

I was pretty pleased with my purchases actually and noone noticed I'd gone out :)
Also, when I was getting the points from my receipts online (because I lost my card) I saw Korn:Greatest Hits: Volume 1 for £2.99 and free postage and packaging! Brilliant! So that should be arriving soon :)

I'd just like to say, buying CDs is so much better than downloading because if you buy the album you kind of get the full effect more than if you download it for free- plus you're helping the bands keep going! They need their fans to BUY their music, it's how they make a living and how they continue to produce the beautiful music we all love so much! So please don't download, I used to do it all the time but now I'm a strictly CD (or record) girl. Don't let CDs die out! Keep the music alive and support the artists!!


That is all. <3

Monday 10 January 2011

Clean Teeth

I did a photoshoot at the weekend- I being the photographer and my friend as a model for my media project. I borrowed my Nan's professional camera and everything. I was really pleased with the outcome and then went home to mess about trying to take decent photos with the family digital camera which is awful. I found out that my Great Nan was a professional photographer so I'm going to save up and get a decent camera and see if I can get some good photos :)

I was going to take Photograpy A-Level at school but the school decided I needed more GCSE's and wouldn't let me -.-"
But I'm kind of glad, because the first half of the project is self portrait and I can't stand being in photos but I enjoy taking them. So I'm thinking, out of school hobby?

Here are some from the photoshoot and some others, only about 3 are edited;







My cousin- Daniel decided he wanted to be in a picture :D


Friday 31 December 2010

Welcome To Our World

We are propelled into this world with such a fury of violence and force it is no wonder we live the way in which we do. We begin our lives in a mass of blood, pain and tears, we continue to live like this and then to die like this. Everything we touch we destroy. We cause nout but suffering and hate. And for the few good things on this earth, there are ten bad. Some try but we cannot change who or what we are and that is monsters. Murderers. And the bringers of our own destruction.