For most, Christmas is the best time of year. You get prezzies and food and see family and food..etc..etc. For me it is also like this, but I also find christmas quite annoying. If you ask anyone who knows my mother what she really enjoys at christmas she'll say, 'Spending time with my family'. Actually, she'll probably say, 'A reason to blackmail the kids into doing housework with the threat of no presents.' And although this is true, its the first reason that gets on my nugget. My dad works away, my sister is out doing nerdy stuff and my brother is not seen away from his playstation so I pretty much don't see them during the day apart from meals. So when were all suddenly together, we have to stay together. In the morning we are called down to breakfast at the same time to eat together. We are dragged out to 2 carol services per day with a quick trip round to some distant friends on the other side of the village inbetween; of course, we have to walk there together, its more sociable and less risk of being killed by my fathers driving. In the evening we have to watch T.V together then go to bed. Then repeat. Don't get me wrong, I like family time, but when your 6ft sister is poking you and your brother is jabbing you and lying and your mums telling you to tidy your room and do the animals it gets a bit tiring seen as you do your animals anyway.
My second reason is getting dragged to carol services. Some can be nice, shrieking 'O Bethlehem O Bethlehem..etc' in candlelight surrounded by christmas trees and biccys on your lap is great. Its just when you do it over and over and theres no getting out of it. Those friends of your mothers are always coming over and twittering things like, 'Love the new haircut, sweetie, look just like your mummy, you do,' or ,'Are you enjoying big school. My your growing up fast,'...... -___- #takemebacktoschoolNOW
There are many more reasons why but that would take me all night and i am very tired and would like to fall asleep because its CHRISTMAS EVE TOMORROW YAYAYYAYAYAYAYYAYAYAYAYYAYAYAYAYAY post again soon :PP
Sunday, 23 December 2012
Tuesday, 11 December 2012
Why Revision is Hard-with-a-capital-H
Revision is something you do when you are determined to get good grades or have been motivated or bribed by your parents. I am a mixture of both. I'm sure we've all had the lecture on 'Your life will be crap if you don't do well NOW.' or the one where they say, 'This is going to decide what your future life will be like, whatsitsface. Do you want to have eggs thrown at your face because your a tramp and little kids will pick on you?' sort of thing. I've had both, minus the bit about eggs. But I also WANT to do well. I really do but when sitting down to revise, it always gets messed up because the dude next door has a had a bath and our house is flooding and I have to clean up; or when your pet ferret sneaks up on you and clamps its teeth around your nose and you yowl so hard your mum goes deaf so you have to take her to get a hearing aid but then the doctor doesn't...etc..etc etc.
And when I DO get revision done, I forget half of it which is a massive fail because revision is where you learn it and know it and get the answers right....not for me. I think if I did the same amount of revision as a friend, I would only know half the amount of stuff they know because I forget it all.
Also, I'm a teenager. This means I don't like my parents telling me what to do. My mum tells me to do some revision, I immediatley don't want to do it because she told me too. This also, is very annoying.
Also, I get distracted easily. My brain works hard to find something for me to get distracted by like, ooohhhhhhhh I could write a poem. thatwouldbegreat; oohhhh the ferrets are going to die because they haven't had enough exercise ibettergodoit: ooohhhhh I could make a yummy cake and eat it all and get fat yumyumyummyyumm; oohhhh my sisters birthday next month lets make her a card pritstickgluegluecutcutYAY..etc..etc. There are so many.
My conclusion: LIFE IS HARD.
And when I DO get revision done, I forget half of it which is a massive fail because revision is where you learn it and know it and get the answers right....not for me. I think if I did the same amount of revision as a friend, I would only know half the amount of stuff they know because I forget it all.
Also, I'm a teenager. This means I don't like my parents telling me what to do. My mum tells me to do some revision, I immediatley don't want to do it because she told me too. This also, is very annoying.
Also, I get distracted easily. My brain works hard to find something for me to get distracted by like, ooohhhhhhhh I could write a poem. thatwouldbegreat; oohhhh the ferrets are going to die because they haven't had enough exercise ibettergodoit: ooohhhhh I could make a yummy cake and eat it all and get fat yumyumyummyyumm; oohhhh my sisters birthday next month lets make her a card pritstickgluegluecutcutYAY..etc..etc. There are so many.
My conclusion: LIFE IS HARD.
Monday, 3 December 2012
Why I feel sorry for Justin Bieber
When Bieber came out, I listened to his first song on the radio and genuinely commented,'Who's this? I don't think I've heard her before.' I realised my mistake soon enough when suddenly the whole school erupted into Bieber crazed girls with Bieber bags and Bieber badges all bragging about their recently bought concert tickets. I thought it was all a bit pathetic. I never really liked him but some of his songs were okay. The one song that annoys me loads is... 'If I were your boyfriend I'd never let you go, I would take you places you've never been before...etc..etc..etc'. He can obviously sing, even if he sounds like a girl so I'm also against all the,'Biebers crap, he can't even sing' sort of vibe that is being passed around by the girls who weren't as pathetic as the brain-dead other half. I also don't think hes bad looking, I don't think any girl who likes guys can say he isn't, unless he simply isn't their type.
One thing that I don't understand is those crazy-with-tears-running-down-their-face girls that have to be kept behind a 7m high fence when he exits the studio or whatever just to make sure they don't try and glue themselves to him and refuse to let go. I mean, it's OK to like his music, hell, even love his music but actually thinking the guy will be intrested in you is going a bit too far. What guy would be impressed with a red faced-puffy eyed-screaming-and-crying-a-river girl trying to climb a really tall fence to get to you. If I were him, I would just run.
One thing that I don't understand is those crazy-with-tears-running-down-their-face girls that have to be kept behind a 7m high fence when he exits the studio or whatever just to make sure they don't try and glue themselves to him and refuse to let go. I mean, it's OK to like his music, hell, even love his music but actually thinking the guy will be intrested in you is going a bit too far. What guy would be impressed with a red faced-puffy eyed-screaming-and-crying-a-river girl trying to climb a really tall fence to get to you. If I were him, I would just run.
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