Hello Mojo

R.I.P. Blog

2006-04-19T18:19:00.000Z

Yes, that's right.

*sniff*

I'm afraid I've moved my blog as part of my URL which you can visit at:

http://sophie-cakes.bebo.com (if this address changes then I will notify you by leaving a comment on this entry)

It just makes life easier for me because its so much easier.

I'm sorry.

Life just isn't fair sometimes.

Moo moo.

I will continue to visit all of you people's blogs (in other words just Ros's blog), so do not fear.

Goodbye

Farewell.

Auf wiedersehn (cant spell)

Au revoir

Bye

Toodles

Moo

Bye diddleybyebye

Right, thats it I'm going for real now.

Miss Skittles xxx

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

2006-01-11T17:39:00.000Z

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...

2006-01-08T13:50:00.000Z

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...

2006-01-08T12:02:00.000Z

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!!!!!!!!

2006-01-06T19:41:00.000Z

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.

Agfhdgguvfghgvuwgcfghcyageygfc

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

"Can I put my orange peel in the bin?"

2005-12-13T19:47:00.000Z

Hello. Thanks for visiting my POSSUM blog.

ONLY 12 DAYS TO GO UNTIL *starts humming doctor who theme tune loudly and runs around the house like a demented guinea-pig*

Ok, well today was boring boring boring. But some very funny things happened in Latin:

1. Orange Polishing

Me: Look! I drew a face on the orange.
Daisy: *breaks into hysterical laughter*
Me: *peels orange* Look! The ink has gone through the skin. I'll have to give it a clean. *grabs tissue and starts polishing orange franticially*

2. Orange Peel

Mr Pine: so... 'Flavia est mater Marcus' is...
Me: Can I put my orange peel in the bin?
Mr Pine: No, that wasn't the answer I was expecting...

3. Digestive Problems

Mr. Pine: Ok, Ed you read question 7.
Ed: But I'm hungry.

4. Mmm... Cheese

Cara is eating some cheese and Tom is looking curiously at it.
Mr Pine: Are you selling Tom some cheese, Cara?

Well, that's basicially all the funny bits for today. G2g, good programme is just about to start!

Miss Skittles xxx

12 DAYS TO GO

Possums Are Tasty When Served With A Dash Of Parsley

2005-12-12T19:40:00.000Z

Well, the end of another long day in the prison. Correction: prison of doooooooooooooooooooooooooom.

My week started with a lovely Science test. Stupid atoms and elements. What did I ever do wrong to them? I've never had anything to do with any kind of atom in my life.

The French... zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

The German... see French.

Then Art. We continued with our oh-so-brilliant-except-mine-possum self portraits.

Then hockey club. We played the Year 7s and lost 1-0. SO humiliating.

Then Games. Netball - scored a couple of goals, but boring elsewhere.

This day has been so boring. It really has.

Here are some random things to brighten up my mood...

Foo foo

POSSUM

The chip told me to eat a possum's ****

I said "EEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWW! But possums are tasty."

I then ate the chip.

It screamed.

Then I thought "Hey, I just ate the world's last talking chip".

KILT

That was for Ros.

I'm sure she's getting hyped up about the Secret Smile thing...

Chicken

What is a possum anyway? Is it a chicken? Because I like chickens. I ate one on Sunday.

hghghjfhgfdegjtrjyt

kjkjkjkjkjkjkjkjkjk

Zed! What more do you want from a T-shirt?

I'd want a less annoying catchphrase.

G2g

POSSUM!!!!!!!!!!!p!!!!!o!!!!o!!!!!

Miss Skittles xxx

13 DAYS TO GO

Hello my Mojos

2005-12-11T12:34:00.000Z

Ah. A sunday. No school. Just a nice lot of Geography, Art, Latin, Science, French, History... etc etc homework.

On Friday I had Science which was OK I guess. Well I mean OK compared to dying.

Then P.E. We did our funky Rock and Roll dances where I am with Susie. I got really tired in the middle of a run through and fell asleep on the floor. Cerys shouted over "Is Sophie dead?" at one point. I finally managed to get up and did a bit of sleep dancing.

Then French. It must have been so boring because I can't even remember what we did.

In German we went to the Computer Room. As I was waiting for the system to log on, a large picture of Doctor Who came up. Mr Pine asked "What the hell?..." I only replied with "16 days to go!!!!!"

We went to the computer room in Latin as well. Half of the lesson was wasted trying to get this stupid Ecce Romani website to work. Then we found a random website with about four games using the same 8 latin words the whole time. Daz, Ned and I went on this blog and signed messages (see previous entry).

Then a maths test... shudder. Susie and Emily kept laughing because apparently I blow my nose like an elephant. And then Susie kept smiling because I just kept saying "oh ****" at every question.

We started to decorate our formroom early. Every single window pane is covered in fake snow now (thanks Nat, Daz, Becs, Cez and co.). We're going to win, like last year. Our class wins everything.

Be back in a mo... have to go have my lunch.

OK, I'm back. Where was I...

Oh yeah. On the bus I tried to make Ros laugh in the shortest time possible. My record was 4 seconds. It is surprisingly easy to make Ros go into hysterics. I just kept talking about possums running around driving cars and vomiting. Then I got up and ran around in a circle screaming "POSSUM!!! POSSUM!!" and Ros completely lost it. Tom kept saying "Ros! It's not that funny! Calm yourself!" but she kept going.

In Guides we had Dollar Market. $Market is where you do various jobs/make stuff etc for $$$. Then you buy biscuits and stuff to eat. YUM.

On Saturday I had a netball match. I played GS for the B team. Please believe me when I say the score was 22-1 to them. I AM SERIOUS I AM NOT MAKING A TYPING MISTAKE, WE WERE REALLY THAT RUBBISH.

In the afternoon I went on a Guides trip to Clearwell Caves to see... Santa!!! He he he. I like Santa. And just to tell all you complete Killjoys out there I'M TOTALLY AWARE I SOUND LIKE A FOUR YEAR OLD. Most people realise my often seen hyper side matches that of a 4 year old anyway.

So we queued over 1hr 40mins just to see an old guy dressed up. I asked him for the moon. Flo asked him for a Samsung 1400676753626whatever the latest £170 model is 888889897876187567826, Amy asked him for a plasma TV covering her bedroom wall and finally Helen asked him for world domination.

On the coach we sat at the back and messed around, playing ringtones and doing X factor. Then this stupid lady told us to "be quiet! You're annoying everybody down here." From then on we made loud rude comments about how we weren't allowed to talk or drink or breath anymore because it might annoy "some people". The funniest of these was when Amy started to try and control her very long hair and either Flo or Helen said really loudly "No Amy! Don't do your hair! You might annoy the people!"

Talking of X Factor I CAN'T BELIEVE BRENDA HAS GONE OUT YOU EVIL EVIL PEOPLE SHE WAS QUITE OBVIOUSLY THE BEST SINGER THERE JUST BECAUSE YOU FANCY SHAYNE OR THE GUY FROM JOURNEY SOUTH OR FEEL SORRY FOR ANDY THE POINT OF THE COMPETITION IS TO FIND THE BEST SINGER YOU IDIOTIC BRITISH PUBLIC. No offence.

Today I have been doing my glorious homework. Went to see my grandparents, but that's about it.

You're probably bored stiff now.

Just one more thing, I'm gonna start saying how many days to go until the Christmas Invasion. Please note that this is a countdown to the Christmas Invasion, and not Christmas. The invasion is far more important than Christmas. Apart from the minor detail that if christmas didn't exist, neither would the Christmas Invasion.

14 days to go!!!!

Ha ha ha ha h a hahahahhjhakfjheljgfekjaghahsgdhhhhhhhhhhhhhgfffff.

Miss Skittles xxx

Yo

2005-12-08T19:06:00.000Z

Blob.

Yes, hello to a random blog with no apparent reason or purpose.

Blob.

I hope you will enjoy reading random stuff.

Bonnie!

Thankyou for actually bothering to visit.

Blob.

Leave a comment or I will eat your children with a side salad of potatoes.

Oh no! I stubbed my toe!

Blob.

That is all.

Blob

Miss Skittles xxx