Ahh... The Ups And Downs Of A Teenage Mid-Week Life

Hi. Thanks for coming Ros/Nat/Daisy/Ned... and various other people I know from Blogger. Welcome, welcome.

The last two days have been very hectic, with several good points, several bad points and a few little orange chips. Because I can't be stuffed to write it out, and I doubt you can be bothered to read anyway, I will just summarise.

The Good Points

• We did drama in English. I got to be a pig, therefore be really random, pretend to walk and start a fight with several people.
• In Latin Mr. Pine knocked his glasses off onto the fllor (mega hilarious). He then tried to make out that he had done it on purpose by saying, "So if I were to say 'Mr. Pine knocked his glasses off', what would be the direct object of that sentence?"
• Also in Latin, Mr. Pine asked, "What is the nomnitive case for?" Ed put his hand up and said, "For torturing children."
• In DT we continued making our circuit board - quite fun.
• In History, Cerys and I spent the great part of the lesson in hysterics. This was from several incidents throughout the course of the lesson such as: (1) Cerys lending Leo her rubber. Yes very boring. But then Leo started to do 'things' to it. A long, hilarious conversation followed, mainly about parts of stationary, licking, and well... Leo's private parts. (2) I became certain that our teacher had rabis and made a big fuss about any worksheets that were handed out. (3) We were writing a newspaper report on how a clergyman was reading the New Prayer Book to some scottish dudes/dudettes in the 17th century and the scottish dudes/dudettes rebelled and threw things about. I suggested to Cez that you could interview the clergyman and he could say, "Well I had nothing to do with it. It wasn't my fault. In fact, now I think of it, I wasn't even there." Cerys suggested having a Scotsman saying, "Well I was a wee bit high at the time- I don't remember much. I remember a guy taking his T-Shirt off. And he showed us his wee boobies." (4) Cerys made lots of comments about the... er... gender of our teachers.
• Ros got kinda hyper on the bus and talked with her top lip tucked under itself. Then Jenny and I started with several lots of "TTTTTTTTAAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!"

The Bad Points

• Becca, having walked out of the dance before, walked out of the dance saying she never wanted anything to do with it again. Then she got stressed when we wouldn't let her back in.
• I lost my ring
• I lost my buspass (but I think, or hope, I know where it is.) Thanks goodness it only had £1 left on it.

The Little Orange Chips

• Um...
• Well James gave Cez permission for her to call him "the popery beacon" and I suppose that counts because James is orange (hairwise). He isn't a chip, though.

Well thats abput it. But whoever you are please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please comment. PLEASE!!!!! Even if you are a paedofile threatning to kill me. OK, maybe not. But piedafiles are welcome (don't ask).

Lots of Love,

Miss Skittles xxx

It's OK Everybody...

Ros IS alive. No worries. More importantly, she's not going to kill me. Well, thank heavens.

Click on this link to see the most drool filled picture in the world. Look at the pic of his on the ice rink... *dribbles alot* I apoligise if you are a boy (e.g. Ned) I'm sure you don't really want to see pictures of JB (unless you are gay)

Ok c u soon everybody,

Miss Skittles xxx

Only 5 months until Torchwood...

Ok, if anybody has seen any sign of Ros then can they please tell me because I'm getting a bit worried the Christmas Invasion tape didn't work and she has therefore gone and killed herself. Please post and tell me. And even if you don't know, then post anyway because I am bored stiff, I have done absolutely nothing this weekend and nobody seems to be around in the blogging world. Except YOU that is, thanks very much for visiting, because no one else has. Please please please please possum please leave a comment. Thank you!!!!!

Lots of love,

Miss Skittles xxx

Hello Everybody!!!!!!!!

I apoligise for my absence of blogging of late. Please accept my humble cheese:

"CHEESE"

Copy it and paste it onto Word to make it crash your computer.

I hope you all had a very merry Christmas Invasion and Happy New Year. Talking of Invasion............

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! It was crap. I mean the whole sword fighting thing...? I don't care if you disagree with me. You are entitled to your own opinion. BUT IT IS WRONG. Lets hope the new series is better.

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Today was a very funny day. Daisy, Ned and I spent the whole Latin lesson shouting out DEAN lots. If you are wondering why, well...

a) We are very random

b) After I said hello to a small kid the other day, he turned around to me and said "ITS DEAN" in this really low masculine voice which you would not expect of a six year old.

c) I like possums

d) weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

e) Latin was boring

f) weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

g) goo goo ga ga

So thats that. DEAN.

Today I found out that one of our teachers has been raping 6th formers and another is actually a man, which surprised me. I probably shouldnt state her name for legal reasons... but she looks like a woman... but is a man. STAND AT LEAST FIVE METRES AWAY AT ALL TIMES. OPEN BOX WITH CARE. CONTAINS FRAGILE MATERIAL. AND TRANSEXUALLS.

Here are some funny things and quotes from today:

• "DEAN" - me
• "Lets go Sophie. Waaaaaaaaaaaa!" *hysterical laughter* - Ros
• "If the press interfere and ask you awkward questions, just refer them to me" - Mr Kemp (just another press filled day for our head)
• "DEAN" - well I did say it several times you know.
• "James, may we call you 'beacon' because your hair is like one?" - Cezza
• "So Sophie, what does 'inversion' mean?" - Mrs Macenzie. "I dunno" - me. "Don't you know what it means?" - Mrs M. "NO" - me. "Interesting..." (she then started asking several other people until somebody answered right)
• "'Whisper' is such a soft word isn't it? Its like that in German and Latin too... so soft" - Mr Pine
• "You two have exactly the same expression on your face! Especially YOU *(points to Tom)*" - Ros
• "ITS DEAN" - Dean

So.. thats about it. I'm sure Ros will be pleased that I've posted. Or she might just kill me (complicated reasons involving the Christmas Invasion, a tape, a DVD player, David Tennant, a possum, a lampost, a bus and a sledgehammer)

See you soon,

Miss Skittles xxx