Thought not. I haven't really posted in a while, probably due to that fact that I have a pillow book. It's a lot easier to write in it, I'm not constantly having to moderate what I say in case some of it is taken in the wrong way. It's getting a bit frustrating to be honest, but, eh? There's nothing else I can say, eh, eh, eh, eh. For those less informed, I just let my sentence flow into that of a Lady GaGa lyric. Do you love it?
I'm currently reading the blog of someone I know, and it's making me feel physically ill. I used to be quite close friends with her, and it's upsetting me that she's vividly describing how she is going to kill herself. She doesn't really care about the people it will affect. I don't really want to dwell on it. Such a selfish act.
Anyway, it's now the weekend and I'm looking forward to getting all of my work out of the way and just having a bit of a relaxation session. It seems for the past couple of weeks I haven't been able to stop, although I kind of crave it. I've also got band practice tomorrow, which is good, because we haven't really done that in a while. I'm looking forward to going back to Joshes kitchen instead of the studio.
I just need a camera right now. My blog just seems so empty and boring without any pictures, so I usually just trawl the internet to get pictures of celebrities or current happenings. I think I'm probably just going to start stealing my Dad's and taking pictures of just when I'm out and about - it's easier than describing anything with a hell of a lot of words.
So, what's going on with me? Well me and Amiee have decided we're going to start writing to one another, and so I'm going to buy a folder to compile all the letters I receive from her and stuff. It'll be nice to have an archive of retardness from her; heaven knows she'll be getting one from me.
I haven't been updating as recently as I used to, and that's due to a couple of things. Mainly because my work-load from sixth form and the fact that I have a pillow book to write in - which is a lot more private and it makes it a lot easier to be completely honest and stuffs.
Riight, well that was a pointless rant, I'm now going to go forth and enjoy my day of homework and then nothing-ness. Yay.
Oh, how I'm a sucker for a Love Story. I'm currently reading an amazing book entitled 'This Is All: The Pillow Book of Cordelia Kenn'. I haven't really gotten that far into the story, I'm only on the hundreth page or something, (there are 800), but it seems like a very nice, honest portrayal of love, growing up, life, death and all of the little bits in between. I probably won't post much in the future, as I have a very private, more enjoyable pillow book of my own to write in every day.
Anyway, this music video made my heart melt, and appreciate Laura so much more. It's an amazing piece of artistry.
Hey you guys, I haven't blogged in a couple of days now, but since I have no homework, and nothing much else to be doing, I've decided to blog and give you some kind of reading material - unless, of course, you have homework - in which case, I urge you to press the red X in the corner of your screen; I wouldn't want to be seen as a bad influence now, would I?
Okay, so what's happening in the world of Adam at the moment? OH! Well me and my friend Amy are planning to become summer Au Pairs in France so we can expand our knowledge of the French language, and of the French culture; which will be useful as we both plan to live there in the future. I'm looking around at the moment, but nothing is really popping up at me. I think I'll get her to help me along in the search. The whole point of doing this is because our French teacher has promised trips before but has ultimately disappointed us. I think we're going to go to the Norman Barnett or something trust to get £500 each from him - to pay for flights - and then basically what will be spending money. But sshh.
Before I go, I found picture of Hilary from a very recent photoshoot. She is just the epitome of absolute perfection. I totally would.
One thing people tend to compliment me on is the way I deal with criticism, or the people trying to put me down. It's funny, because I never really made a conscious decision to ignore those who find it hilarious to try and put me down; I guess that approach just came naturally...
I don't really bother with the people trying to make me feel two inches tall, because at the end of the day, they're nothing in the grand scheme of things. One lyric, whether this sounds sad or not, that comes to mind everytime I'm experiencing some kind of hardship is one from the song 'So Yesterday'.
'Laugh it off, and let it go and Come tomorrow, it will seem so yesterday'
I'm always reminded that whenever someone is trying to put me down, or make me feel like my life isn't worth living, tomorrow is another day and I've got to be somewhat selfish and ignore their opinion. If you can't love and respect yourself, who can you love and respect?
Well - I'm currently sat in some retarded computer room sitting through a 'study period' doing absolutely nothing of interest. As you probably saw in my previous post, I comp[leted all of my homework last night and so I have nothing to do.
The infidel, who is sat next to me, is researching the Feudal system for our history project. I do have to admit that without him our presentation would be a miserable failure - since me and Paul would just stand there and laugh, not knowing what to talk about.
By the way, did any of you see what Lady GaGa was wearing at the VMA's last night? I haven't seen the award show yet, because I'm in the UK - but she made the morning news anyway. She was wearing some ridiculous lace... gimp suit. She looked like she'd been mummified. If you haven't seen it, I'll add a picture for you in this post. Also, her performance - I saw a quick preview on YouTube - is supposed to be and looks, shocking and amazing. I can't wait to see it in high quality on my TV. I'll blog as I'm watching it later on tonight! I love the VMA's - they're the annual awards of epic proportions.
HOW can I have so much work in the second bastarding week of sixth form? It's crazy. Most of the work is really interesting, although it has to be said, my English Language work is exasperatingly dull. I don't want to analyse how some retarded woman talks to her daughter about cakes, plants and meat. I want to learn about the actual language, it's origins and how males use language differently to females. Oh, and also, I want to write creatively, and then write a commentary on it - NOT read about extroverted and eccentric cake-baking mothers.
Rant aside, I am genuinely enjoying sixth form, and even though I'm in a form full of weed-smoking pot-heads with no real aim in life, (and my two best friends, plus Amy, Megan and Lorna), it's incredibly laid back and just fun. I love it. I love the freedom I have in between classes, and I love how productive I'm being this year, as opposed to last year - the year in which I didn't really put much work in. I am quite aware that I need to put the work in to achieve the grades this year, so put the work in I shall.
I'll also take this time out to tell you all how immensely jealous I am of Amiee. She's living what should be my life. The whore. She's living out in Germany on her own, living her life independently from what I can gather, and I'd kill for an experience like that.
