So I'm not really keeping up with this as the name would suggest. It's quite misleading really.
But that's okay because I have been revising and generally doing nothing.
Monday was quite mental again! Hurrah! I went to Waitrose to look at their selection of spirits in preparation for Waxham camping and Latitude and ended up just buying a bottle of Jaques fruit cider. (The red one). When I was getting served, I could just tell that the woman was just waiting to say the fatal words 'do you have any ID?'. She didn't just say it like any normal person either. I mean, you could tell she took real pleasure out of saying it. It sound a bit more like this: (hysterically happy voice) 'Sooooo, have we got any ID then? AAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!!' I was quite shocked to be honest, and it took me a while to get through the shock and get my ID out. I think she was then pretty upset she had actually asked for it because then she had to actually look at it and check that I was born over 18 years ago... and it obviously was quite a hard thing for her to do because at one point she was very close to saying I wasn't 18.
In my experience of buying alcohol in the one month since my 18th, not one person has been able to serve me without saying 'Oooooohhhhhh, only just' with a smug smile on their faces, as if to say 'I've been able to buy alcohol for a much longer time than you'. No offense, but I don't actually need to be told I'm only just 18, I experienced it first hand.
On Tuesday, I had to get the 9.00 bus home from Toby's to make sure I was home in time for a revision day with some friends. It was the craziest, most eventful bus journey I have ever experienced, especially considering I was coming back from Garboldisham. For about twenty minutes it was as quiet as usual. But then mothers with their babies started getting on. Now, the bus has capacity to handle two prams and no more. I counted nine. NINE! Nine different people get on, all with push chairs. It was getting ridiculous, especially when one lady got on with her pram, saw there was no where for it to go and just left it next to the bus driver. As soon as the bus started moving again, the pram fell over. (The baby wasn't in it at the time) I could just tell that everyone had a massive urge to tell her to go and fold it up and put it in the luggage rack but no one quite had the guts. Then her kid started screaming its lungs out and for the one minute she took her eyes off her baby to talk to the person next to her I saw the baby gag about six times before it quite nicely threw up all over his mum. It was quite amusing in a really horrible, mean way.
The baby situation on the bus is acceptable and may not have been so crazy if on the same bus journey a stray dog hadn't walked on and sat on a seat. Yup, a dog, which no one owned simply walked on and sat on a seat like he wanted to get out of Ixworth and run away to Bury.
Haha, I just imagined the look on some people's faces if they read this post. Someone who lives in the centre of London or Essex would just be reading this like... 'That's nuffin luv I punched someone on the bus today after doin' five lines of coke.' (I love stereotypes!)
Well, it was quite eventful and shocking seeing as I'm usually the only one on the bus all the way to Bury.
Wednesday 17 June 2009
Saturday 13 June 2009
Friday
Me and Toby went on a bike ride yesterday. I decided that because I had had exams all week, I was going to have a day off. There's always an excuse! It was nice and sunny yesterday and gave me a chance to wear my new sandals from Fat Fat properly. We wern't sure where we were, but we managed to find a river bank track thing covered over with trees and yummyness, which made pretty snatches of light on the floor everwhere where the sun coul
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Thursday 11 June 2009
Ho hum...
I love giraffes! As you can tell, this is not my picture, is this some sort of copyright bad stuff? Oh well, bring on the law suit!
Exams have got a bit on top of me this week. It has made me feel a mix of emotions including stress, anger, tiredness, happiness, sick.
But anyway, I got the worst over and done with today. PLUS, I didn't end up being at school till six like I thought, which made me happy. It was still three hours long though and the questions were about something we hadn't been taught... I love our media teachers so so much. (Not)
So, dissapointingly I haven't taken any pictures. I'm feeling a huge lack of inspiration anyway.
Tomorrow I have vowed to relax and not even look at my pile of revision, which has now gone down by dramatic amounts! Throwing it in the bin was the very very final end of Media Studies forever. Wow, it feels good.
Haha, I just found a picture from Toby's birthday last year which I will post because it is quite amusing.
Monday 8 June 2009
Mental Mondays
Today as I walked into town with Toby, we saw some very crazy looking people.
One lady, just as we were walking past the crossing near the college started shouting 'EXCUSE ME! EXCUSE ME! I'm in a hurry, ever so sorry!'. The way she shouted excuse me at us made me think she has a genuine emergency or she was going to ask us to phone an ambulance or something. However, she just wanted to get past us. It wasn't even like we were taking up the whole pavement, there was only two of us and we aren't fat! We watched her walk up the road for a bit and forgot about it until we walked passed her, now standing still on the pavement. Fair enough, maybe she was in a rush to get to that point.... until she started shouting at us to get out of the way again! That's not the end either! When she was crossing at the traffic lights, there were cars going past, as you would expect and she was getting really angry at them and waving her arms about in a fashion which reminded me of a very energetic dance troop or something.
Then as we were walking up to boots, behind the back of the Woolworths building (which by the way they were digging up the floor of) we saw one lady who was shouting down the phone about flowers, one man who was walking along carrying his backpack like a baby with a look of death in his eyes, then I turned around and saw the craziest of them all! Toby.
I then decided it would be a fun idea to join in on all the mentalness by standing on someone in Boots and laughing very loudly at something not even remotely funny in a very quiet book shop. (Everyone looked) But to be honest, none of that was much out of the ordinary for me.
Unfortunately, no pictures as of yet, but don't worry! I still have to go to Body Balance later so you never know :)
One lady, just as we were walking past the crossing near the college started shouting 'EXCUSE ME! EXCUSE ME! I'm in a hurry, ever so sorry!'. The way she shouted excuse me at us made me think she has a genuine emergency or she was going to ask us to phone an ambulance or something. However, she just wanted to get past us. It wasn't even like we were taking up the whole pavement, there was only two of us and we aren't fat! We watched her walk up the road for a bit and forgot about it until we walked passed her, now standing still on the pavement. Fair enough, maybe she was in a rush to get to that point.... until she started shouting at us to get out of the way again! That's not the end either! When she was crossing at the traffic lights, there were cars going past, as you would expect and she was getting really angry at them and waving her arms about in a fashion which reminded me of a very energetic dance troop or something.
Then as we were walking up to boots, behind the back of the Woolworths building (which by the way they were digging up the floor of) we saw one lady who was shouting down the phone about flowers, one man who was walking along carrying his backpack like a baby with a look of death in his eyes, then I turned around and saw the craziest of them all! Toby.
I then decided it would be a fun idea to join in on all the mentalness by standing on someone in Boots and laughing very loudly at something not even remotely funny in a very quiet book shop. (Everyone looked) But to be honest, none of that was much out of the ordinary for me.
Unfortunately, no pictures as of yet, but don't worry! I still have to go to Body Balance later so you never know :)
Friday 5 June 2009
5th June
Today I did some hard core revision and it has resulted in me being very tired and my eyes are very fuzzy while I type. Although, that might have something to do with not wearing my glasses... bring on the computer screen induced headache! Can you still call it revision if you are basically teaching yourself the whole media course? Hmm. It's quite bad how rubbish media teachers are! None of my friends from any school is happy about their media knowledge.
I'm supposed to be going out tonight but my bank balance and my brain cannot take it, I'm afraid.
I did go out today for about an hour to sit in a field with Toby - how romantic! Ha. It's his last day at college today, and it's going to be weird not walking to the college three times a week anymore - I have been doing it for two years. Oh well... gap year here we come!
I'm supposed to be going out tonight but my bank balance and my brain cannot take it, I'm afraid.
I did go out today for about an hour to sit in a field with Toby - how romantic! Ha. It's his last day at college today, and it's going to be weird not walking to the college three times a week anymore - I have been doing it for two years. Oh well... gap year here we come!
Thursday 4 June 2009
Drag Me To Hell - SPOILERS
Well, I promised cinema reviews whenever I go so here it goes...
On the poster outsied Cineworld it says 'The scariest film this century' (or something similar). Let's just say, this wasn't what I would call scary. Amusing? Yes. There are bits that make you jump which is always follwed by the whole cinema erupting into fits of giggles at how silly they were for being scared by a fly or something else tiny and not at all scary. However, that was not the only type of laughing heard during the film.
It started off okay - the usual you would expect from a film that wants to scare you. Young, pretty, blonde girl living by herself, obviously VERY vulnerable. She wants a promotion in her job so does something very out of the ordinary and denies a very old, disgusting looking lady an extension on her loan. The old lady gets angry and says 'You shamed me' about fifty times and then, after attacking the young, pretty, blonde is escorted out of the building. All very scary, horror filmy.
THEN, when she is walking to get in her car and go home at the end of that day, somehow the old lady is in the backseat of her car, which was probably one of the first moments you start to think 'Is this supposed to be a comedy?'. The old lady is quite strong for her age and manages to beat young, blonde (I can't remember her name) up pretty well, until she steals her button! Wow, this was a tense moment.
So, the films goes on, blonde is cursed by a very evil spirit and is taunted for three days non-stop until finally on the third day she is supposed to be dragged to hell. Woohoo. So, as you may have guessed, she tries to stop the curse and ends up indirectly killing the best medium she would ever have a hope of helping her. (This includes some VERY funny moments including a goat and some people who fly around with an evil voice.) Finally, after finding out that she may be able to give her accursed button away and pass the curse on to a dead person (the old lady who cursed her), a bit of grave digging and choking on handkercheifs, she decides to go on holiday with her boyfriend, only to find out she gave the old lady the wrong thing, and is dragged to hell underneath a train track.
Overall... If you're looking for a film that will really scare you, this is not the one for you. I suggest staying at home and renting The Orphanage (spanish, same director as pans labyrinth) or What Lies Beneath. However, if you are looking for a film for a fun evening out and a few moments where you will jump, go for it!
I enjoyed it, it was fun. But that's as far as it goes.
On the poster outsied Cineworld it says 'The scariest film this century' (or something similar). Let's just say, this wasn't what I would call scary. Amusing? Yes. There are bits that make you jump which is always follwed by the whole cinema erupting into fits of giggles at how silly they were for being scared by a fly or something else tiny and not at all scary. However, that was not the only type of laughing heard during the film.
It started off okay - the usual you would expect from a film that wants to scare you. Young, pretty, blonde girl living by herself, obviously VERY vulnerable. She wants a promotion in her job so does something very out of the ordinary and denies a very old, disgusting looking lady an extension on her loan. The old lady gets angry and says 'You shamed me' about fifty times and then, after attacking the young, pretty, blonde is escorted out of the building. All very scary, horror filmy.
THEN, when she is walking to get in her car and go home at the end of that day, somehow the old lady is in the backseat of her car, which was probably one of the first moments you start to think 'Is this supposed to be a comedy?'. The old lady is quite strong for her age and manages to beat young, blonde (I can't remember her name) up pretty well, until she steals her button! Wow, this was a tense moment.
So, the films goes on, blonde is cursed by a very evil spirit and is taunted for three days non-stop until finally on the third day she is supposed to be dragged to hell. Woohoo. So, as you may have guessed, she tries to stop the curse and ends up indirectly killing the best medium she would ever have a hope of helping her. (This includes some VERY funny moments including a goat and some people who fly around with an evil voice.) Finally, after finding out that she may be able to give her accursed button away and pass the curse on to a dead person (the old lady who cursed her), a bit of grave digging and choking on handkercheifs, she decides to go on holiday with her boyfriend, only to find out she gave the old lady the wrong thing, and is dragged to hell underneath a train track.
Overall... If you're looking for a film that will really scare you, this is not the one for you. I suggest staying at home and renting The Orphanage (spanish, same director as pans labyrinth) or What Lies Beneath. However, if you are looking for a film for a fun evening out and a few moments where you will jump, go for it!
I enjoyed it, it was fun. But that's as far as it goes.
Tuesday 2 June 2009
Monday 1 June 2009
Happy June!
So, what's happening in the world of Bury St Edmunds today? Not much. Today I vowed to get some revision done as my first exam is on Wednesday. Hm... no such luck. I have been reading Postcards by Annie Proulx in the sun getting a bit of a tan. And yes, it is one of the books I am studying for English so that counts right? I think I might be a tiny bit burnt...
It always seems like the sun comes out around exam time which isn't even a little bit fair.
Oh well, for lunch I did have a broccoli, cauliflower, carrot and potato pie. Yum yum.
This is what my garden looks like today...
It always seems like the sun comes out around exam time which isn't even a little bit fair.
Oh well, for lunch I did have a broccoli, cauliflower, carrot and potato pie. Yum yum.
This is what my garden looks like today...
Sunday 31 May 2009
Erm...
During this weekend I have found it hard to make time to take any photos. I go to work both days on a weekend and its very tiring so I generally just come home knackered and with a headache and cannot cope with doing anything apart from lying on the sofa eating ice cream and chocolate. Today however, I put together all my strength to find time to take some pictures (rubbish ones) and I was going to put them on here but the silly computer doesn't want to read my memory card.
Anywhoo... I will just proceed to tell you all about my weekend at work. I work at the new FatFace store in Bury St Edmunds. Lots of things have been changing in Bury in the last couple of years, the main things to note are the cinema, the Arc and Asda. I am finding it hard to decide whether I like the shopping centre more than the cinema (asda isn't involved in this decision). I like the cinema because it's a great evening out on a very fun unlimited card. Yay! However, Bury really did need the shopping centre, much to the old folks dislike. I don't like the name, should have been called something traditional like 'St Edmunds Square' or something just to keep the opposers (is that a word?) on our side. But blah, it's only a name! But I really do think they should have kept with the plans to open up the big walkway between the centre and the actual town centre, because there really are some lovely independent shops in the town.
And I would be biased because the shopping centre got me out of a job I very much disliked and had been slaving away at for two years. (And the discount on clothes is good too!) Find out all about the consturction here
Today at work something amusing happened. I was in the middle of serving a nice lady when some 14 year old looking chav boy walked in a interrupted with 'Hav ya got any jobs goin?'. I had to stop myself from laughing in his face, I really did. First of all, he didn't look at all like he would ever buy anything in the shop let alone work there. Secondly, his next actions proved his immaturity. We had a board in the shop with a chalk pen so people can write ways that they like 'to get out there' and he proceeded to draw a charming picture of a willy with the words 'suck it' next to it. His insane laughter made it an even funnier image. We all had a good laugh when he left.
I hope my amusing (?) anecdotes make up for the lack of a picture, not that anyone in the world reads this blog... I wonder how to make it more popular.
Good night.
Anywhoo... I will just proceed to tell you all about my weekend at work. I work at the new FatFace store in Bury St Edmunds. Lots of things have been changing in Bury in the last couple of years, the main things to note are the cinema, the Arc and Asda. I am finding it hard to decide whether I like the shopping centre more than the cinema (asda isn't involved in this decision). I like the cinema because it's a great evening out on a very fun unlimited card. Yay! However, Bury really did need the shopping centre, much to the old folks dislike. I don't like the name, should have been called something traditional like 'St Edmunds Square' or something just to keep the opposers (is that a word?) on our side. But blah, it's only a name! But I really do think they should have kept with the plans to open up the big walkway between the centre and the actual town centre, because there really are some lovely independent shops in the town.
And I would be biased because the shopping centre got me out of a job I very much disliked and had been slaving away at for two years. (And the discount on clothes is good too!) Find out all about the consturction here
Today at work something amusing happened. I was in the middle of serving a nice lady when some 14 year old looking chav boy walked in a interrupted with 'Hav ya got any jobs goin?'. I had to stop myself from laughing in his face, I really did. First of all, he didn't look at all like he would ever buy anything in the shop let alone work there. Secondly, his next actions proved his immaturity. We had a board in the shop with a chalk pen so people can write ways that they like 'to get out there' and he proceeded to draw a charming picture of a willy with the words 'suck it' next to it. His insane laughter made it an even funnier image. We all had a good laugh when he left.
I hope my amusing (?) anecdotes make up for the lack of a picture, not that anyone in the world reads this blog... I wonder how to make it more popular.
Good night.
Friday 29 May 2009
The Suffolk Show, 28th May
This post is actually for yesterday because I was way too tired to do it last night. Two whole days of excitment is way to much for me!
We woke up about seven and left the house about half eight. The journey was accompanied by the soundtrack to Avenue Q, which was pretty funny even if my parents didn't think so. There was a bit of traffic which I don't think I would be very happy about driving in, especially round the two lane roundabout with all cars ending up at the same place, it was confusing. We had to drive in places you're not normally allowed to. When we did get there I wasn't very happy about the £17 entry fee. 'Do you want to buy a show programme?' No thanks, not now I don't.
The weather for the day was supposed to be sunny, and I was not impressed with it towards the start of the day, but after a few spots of rain it brightened up, and I even took my jacket and cardigan off!
We saw lots of rabbits, goats and chickens, as you would expect from an agricultural show. I liked the animals and the flowers outside of the actual flower show (you had to pay to get in). The things I did not like: the strange men who sat around in little tents while their old farm machinery went round and round. What fun they must have been having!
We woke up about seven and left the house about half eight. The journey was accompanied by the soundtrack to Avenue Q, which was pretty funny even if my parents didn't think so. There was a bit of traffic which I don't think I would be very happy about driving in, especially round the two lane roundabout with all cars ending up at the same place, it was confusing. We had to drive in places you're not normally allowed to. When we did get there I wasn't very happy about the £17 entry fee. 'Do you want to buy a show programme?' No thanks, not now I don't.
The weather for the day was supposed to be sunny, and I was not impressed with it towards the start of the day, but after a few spots of rain it brightened up, and I even took my jacket and cardigan off!
We saw lots of rabbits, goats and chickens, as you would expect from an agricultural show. I liked the animals and the flowers outside of the actual flower show (you had to pay to get in). The things I did not like: the strange men who sat around in little tents while their old farm machinery went round and round. What fun they must have been having!
Wednesday 27 May 2009
Cambridge.
As the title would suggest, today we went to Cambridge.
There is a museum in Cambridge called the Fitzwilliam. There is some art there.
The hand (Palm I) is by David Begbie and the Cool dude is by Wu Wei-shan and is called Confucius.
I am tired now.
There is a museum in Cambridge called the Fitzwilliam. There is some art there.
The hand (Palm I) is by David Begbie and the Cool dude is by Wu Wei-shan and is called Confucius.
I am tired now.
Tuesday 26 May 2009
Monday 25 May 2009
25th May
Just so I keep my promise, here is a photo that was actually taken yesterday.
This is Toby - my beautiful boyfriend!
(A preview of good things to come!)
And now for today! Bank holiday Monday... always doomed to rain! But not this time! It was lovely and sunny - perfect for a mini water fight. Today, we went to Tesco, because we like to argue and make old men look at us with disapproving faces. (Wine, Phish food and huge amount of desserts and puddings were also very important). We didn't do much arguing today in Tesco and our attempts were pretty rubbish. Oh well, maybe the sun had lulled us into being nice to each other for a change!
Today also included planting sunflowers and getting punched in the eye. A pretty fun day all round I'd say!
Now, I know this picture is soppy and lovey dovey but I don't care! But hopefully the jumping picture will make up for it!
Sunday 24 May 2009
24th May
I haven't had time to take any pictures today... yet. So I will just tell you about the theatre last night.
The Theatre Royal in Bury St Edmunds is a Georgian theatre and has lately been refurbished to how it would have orginally have been. Every year (I think), the theatre produces a play to take on a Rural Tour of all the local villages. This year - Three Men In A Boat by Jerome K. Jerome - directed and adapted by Abigail Anderson.
My personal opinion is that is was very fun and light hearted and is definatley worth the entry fee. The acting was very good and I can definately see the directors style was similar to Twefth Night which was on at the theatre recently. I liked that the actors came into the audience before the play started and overall it involved just the right amount of audience participation. It didn't make anyone (apart from my dad) feel uncomfortable. It was a very fun evening out and you can sit back and appreciate the humour of the peice without having to think too much. Nice - if you're into escapism. My only criticism is just that! I'm not saying I didn't enjoy myself, or saying it was a bad peice of theatre - I just prefer something that I really have to think about. At times, it seemed like the actors were only doing things just to get more laughs out of the audience - which is fine, at least it worked. I guess being a Theatre Studies student has meant that I have had to study peices of theatre that are cathartic and have a message.
However, it was a very well acted, well directed peice which won't be forgotten by myself or anyone else who has seen it I'm sure.
Wow, this wasn't going to be a wordy blog. I can't resist giving my opinion on theatre! Maybe that's why being a theatre critic would be a very fun job.
Now for some pictures! Finally...
The Theatre Royal in Bury St Edmunds is a Georgian theatre and has lately been refurbished to how it would have orginally have been. Every year (I think), the theatre produces a play to take on a Rural Tour of all the local villages. This year - Three Men In A Boat by Jerome K. Jerome - directed and adapted by Abigail Anderson.
My personal opinion is that is was very fun and light hearted and is definatley worth the entry fee. The acting was very good and I can definately see the directors style was similar to Twefth Night which was on at the theatre recently. I liked that the actors came into the audience before the play started and overall it involved just the right amount of audience participation. It didn't make anyone (apart from my dad) feel uncomfortable. It was a very fun evening out and you can sit back and appreciate the humour of the peice without having to think too much. Nice - if you're into escapism. My only criticism is just that! I'm not saying I didn't enjoy myself, or saying it was a bad peice of theatre - I just prefer something that I really have to think about. At times, it seemed like the actors were only doing things just to get more laughs out of the audience - which is fine, at least it worked. I guess being a Theatre Studies student has meant that I have had to study peices of theatre that are cathartic and have a message.
However, it was a very well acted, well directed peice which won't be forgotten by myself or anyone else who has seen it I'm sure.
Wow, this wasn't going to be a wordy blog. I can't resist giving my opinion on theatre! Maybe that's why being a theatre critic would be a very fun job.
Now for some pictures! Finally...
Saturday 23 May 2009
Hurrah!
Finally, my lovely picture taking device has made it to my house. Everyone cheer!
Here are my first pictures with it...
The first one is in my kitchen. You can see the blackboard in the background which tells us how much our chicken eggs are worth at the moment.The next photo is of a plant in my room, given to me by a friend for my birthday. I have named him Herbert the Pervert.
The third one if of some geese crossing the road on the way to the theatre earlier. I tried to get out of the car to get a better photo but they were scary and hissing.
And the last one speaks for itself.
There are more, and a fun story and mini review of the play I went to see but that's for tomorrow, I feel. (If I can fit it in between the car boot, work, and other commitments)
So far, I'm doing quite well keeping this up to date. I'm proud of myself.
Night night.
Here are my first pictures with it...
The first one is in my kitchen. You can see the blackboard in the background which tells us how much our chicken eggs are worth at the moment.The next photo is of a plant in my room, given to me by a friend for my birthday. I have named him Herbert the Pervert.
The third one if of some geese crossing the road on the way to the theatre earlier. I tried to get out of the car to get a better photo but they were scary and hissing.
And the last one speaks for itself.
There are more, and a fun story and mini review of the play I went to see but that's for tomorrow, I feel. (If I can fit it in between the car boot, work, and other commitments)
So far, I'm doing quite well keeping this up to date. I'm proud of myself.
Night night.
Friday 22 May 2009
Aaaarrrrgggghhh!!
Yes, I'm still waiting! I really thought it was going to come today; I was very excited! I even phoned home in the middle of my last ever day at school to find out if it had came. When the answer of 'No' came, it almost ruined my day. ALMOST. It was pretty fun with the pranks and everything, even if the teachers are spoil sports!
So... what picture can I leave for my own amusement today?
This (will be) my camera. Wouldn't it be nice if someone came round with it now?
So... what picture can I leave for my own amusement today?
This (will be) my camera. Wouldn't it be nice if someone came round with it now?
Thursday 21 May 2009
Wednesday 20 May 2009
20th May
Today, I'm giving you this. Not because I took it today but I did take it. (And my camera has not arrived yet, it's in packaging.)
It is a picture of a glass sculpture in Murano, an Island off the coast of Venice. Nice.
Tuesday 19 May 2009
An Update
So, after one post, let's just say I didn't get the blogging bug.
THEN! I had a marvellous idea, and here it is
I turn 18 and want to buy a new camera. Lets take at least one interesting picture a day and upload it to the internet, shall we? (I'm talking to myself)
Let's see if I ever bother to keep up to date with it...
I am ordering my camera tonight on play.com because it seems the cheapest. I like ordering things on the internet. There is something very exciting about having bought something but not physically having it and waiting to receive it, all the time having the dread that it will come when someone isn't in the house and then you will have to drive all the way to the post office to finally be able to find out whether what you ordered is the right thing or not! It's a bit like being five again at Christmas.
So, while I am going through that complicated mix of emotions, I will leave you with this.
And all because I have been promised a trip to London to go see any show I want for my 18th. (I like birthdays, don't you?)
THEN! I had a marvellous idea, and here it is
I turn 18 and want to buy a new camera. Lets take at least one interesting picture a day and upload it to the internet, shall we? (I'm talking to myself)
Let's see if I ever bother to keep up to date with it...
I am ordering my camera tonight on play.com because it seems the cheapest. I like ordering things on the internet. There is something very exciting about having bought something but not physically having it and waiting to receive it, all the time having the dread that it will come when someone isn't in the house and then you will have to drive all the way to the post office to finally be able to find out whether what you ordered is the right thing or not! It's a bit like being five again at Christmas.
So, while I am going through that complicated mix of emotions, I will leave you with this.
And all because I have been promised a trip to London to go see any show I want for my 18th. (I like birthdays, don't you?)
Sunday 15 March 2009
Sometimes...
Occasionally, I use a thesaurus.
That's how I came up with the name to this bloggy thing.
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