Storylines

I made notes on Chemical Storylines, possibly the most "zzzzz" book ever written. They don't seem to understand that no, we do not care about "Peter's Story", however exciting it may have been for Peter. Anyway, I'm rather proud of staying awake all these hours and managing to get through all the necessary chapters!
I feel very much "lost in procrastination" actually. There's still ages until my next exam, so I have little to no motivation to study, but then I have nothing else to do either, because I know that if I do embark on something, I'll have the guilty "not revising when I could be" feeling.
I was tidying out my drawer today and came across my diary entries from Austria (written on paper because I didn't want to take my whole diary). There, I wrote about the beautiful mountains, and lakes, and caves, and barbeques that were lighted using a blow torch, and the seaside, and the ice cream, and the amazing weather. Quite incomparable to anything I've diary-ed in this blog.
Never mind, almost Summer - the roses are almost here!

Barbie-Nom

Barbeque nom nom nom, and that's pretty much all I've done today!

 

Nom Nom Nom

Paving the Sea

Here is a snapshot of my life, from one of my drawers:
Gel pens - I remember they were all the craze in Primary 6-7. Now they are just so impractical: they run out far too quickly. That's like me with fountain pens - more often than not I'm out of ink.
CD - Because I don't use an iPod, music that I've downloaded from the Apple Store must first be burned onto a CD then re-uploaded before I can transfer to my Sansa.
Photos - photos printed from Jessops. I really, really don't recommend them. The quality is just awful!
Glasses case - someone once bought me this as part of a Christmas present. The thing is, I don't wear glasses. A similar occurrence is with earrings.
Pamphlet from Austria - Looks like it's in Italian... so maybe Venice. Some church thing in Aquileia.
Tickets - I have many many Barbican tickets now... Hard to decide which has been my favourite concert so far. Possibly Purcell's Dido & Aeneas. It actually left both Layla and myself in tears by the end.
Ink - Parker ink > Cross ink. I think Parker black ink is based on blue, whereas this is red. I don't really mind, but it's just different to what I'm used to.
Train tickets - from all the interviews I've been to this year, I've built up a pretty huge collection of train tickets. Why did I keep all of them? Because I just keep "stuff".
Receipts - I keep receipts as well.
Shoulder rest - broken, but kept just in case my new one breaks as well. This one is usable-ish... it just falls off randomly.
As you can probably tell, I've had a very productive day today, which is why I just have oh so much to blog about.

Kthxbai Shom

Alien kidnap was so win - we basically ran into Mrs Raper's classroom, cut him down, then legged it, whilst Mrs Raper was only in the room next door. We took him on an adventure around SHOM which he greatly enjoyed and somehow managed to persuade Mr Austin to distract Mrs Raper so that we could put him back without her noticing.
Mr Finan's legendary music quiz was amazing, and our physics montage and meal was really quite sad. Raper didn't cry though...
Pub was good. It didn't feel like the end for some reason - I feel as if I could just easily go in for morning registration tomorrow. This routine is now so, so routine. I really can't imagine being without it.
It's time to move on I guess.
"Live every moment,  laugh every day, and love beyond words"

HiHo, HiHo!

Helloooooo dearest blog, how be thee?
Today is Thursday, as was exactly 7 days ago. I have a prediction that... in 7 days time, it will be Thursday too! However, if it is not, then I guess it won't be Thursday, and I will be majorly wrong.
I hadeth mine Statistics examination today - the first of my last set of exams at SHOM ever. So for that reason, it sucketh. But it was a good exam. Apart from one question, where my Eeenglishhhhh comprehension let me down. I've come up with trois different interpretation of what the question meant so far.
Today, je suis allée for Costa avec Shi-Shi and Laylay. There's un nouveau waiter/coffee maker there. I think he's fitting in quite well - he rather suits the uniform, and looks somewhat Italiano.
Aujourd'hui, we went for our "Goodbye Chemistry" meal with the chem gang and Mrs Ahmad and Mrs Williams. After a lot of nom nom nom, vino, and more coffee, I feel sad. Lots and lots of sadness and happiness and chit-chatting and nom-ing and just general "Yay for chemistry!". No, I don't feel sad, because we'll keep in contact avec each other.
Monsieur Henry reeeeeeeally enjoyed himself as well. He was très excited to meet the chem gang again.
Bla bla bla,
Oh golly I can't believe it's already 9pm! Bedtime sooooooooooooooon, not. I haven't had so many toxins in my system for waaaaaaaay too long! Um, um, um, thank goodness no examens demain. Actually, who is "goodness" cos he must get so many thank you's every day. He's a very special guy, he must be. Oh, I saw weird stalker guy today. Actually, I saw a lot of people today. Did I? Yes, I did. Or... maybe I imagined them? No, I fully had conversations with them. But actually, that doesn't necessarily mean that they were there.
NO MORE STATS! WOOHOO!
Last day tomorrow. Well, not ever, cos then there wouldn't be a Thursday next week.
Mehhhhhhhhhhhh
Byebye, dearest blog!

Fantastic Francesca

Today has technically been very Chengfail, starting even from just the early hours. I shall one day learn to "embrace the fail", and maybe even avoid the fail.
Francesca asked me to write in her scrapbook today. It was actually really sad - the photos in her book mean so much to all of us, but we now have the knowledge that we can't ever go back to those happy days of lower school, and now even sixth form. The fact that we've had so many good times together makes it an even worse feeling having to leave school. Of course we'll encounter new places and new friends, but it just wouldn't be quite the same.
Frankie is one of the phantastic "physics is phun" crew. We would be so incomplete without her amazing personality and ability to make everyone smile again. I have no idea how she can have so much self-motivation though: she drives to school every morning, and is always one of the first people in. She is never late, never absent, and always there for us. Even with all this school stuff, she somehow still manages to cram in a social life, as well as lots and lots of extra-curriculars, not forgetting the unbeatable Harry Potter knowledge she has. Frankie will be studying biochemistry at Exeter next year. I have no doubt she will be able to attain the grades she needs, and will succeed tremendously in life. Speaking on behalf of everyone and anyone who has known Francesca, she is truly an inspiration to us all:

Laylay

We had our leaver's mass today. I'm just going to go straight to the point - the priest looked like a paedophile. It was a lovely mass though, and really quite saddening that this is the last time, possibly ever, that I will have to sit through a Catholic mass.
Today, I present to you Layla, aka Laylay. The name Laylay simply arose from a typo made by our head girl, and just stuck around. I don't think Laylay approves of this name actually, but we all agree it suits her, as does pink fluffy stuff. Laylay is incredibly clever, wise, knowledgeable, smart, bright, intelligent, *insert synonym*, *insert better synonym* and *insert the best synonym*. She does like to argue her points, but she has reason to do so - it is one of the rarest occurrences in the world for someone to win an argument against Layla. Layla is going to study Chemistry and Physics at university, also in London. I have no doubt she will be absolutely amazing and ace all her studies and one day rule the world as she so often plans. Oh, Layla is seeing Flight of the Conchords tonight. I hope that she has the best of fun, and enjoys her evening, because she really does deserve it.