Just a wee heads-up. I'm seeing JY tomorrow!!

Mood pretty good. For once.
Wearing nothing but saucy lingerie.... I wonder how many hits I could get on this if I actually said that. Well I did, but it's not true. I'm not that kinda gal, contrary to popular belief. Nah, I'm still wearing what I was on my last post - two hours ago, not yesterday. Lol!
Eating/Drinking Nowt.
Hearing MuteMath - Chaos
Dreamt about dunno. Don't really care.
Present MSN name Like I always say, there's no 'I' in team. There's a 'me,' though, if you jumble it up... (King Baby - Wrong on so many levels!)
Talking to No one. (Just can't be bothered with MSN anymore.)
Last text from Bone
Word of the Day dominate (tee hee hee! Desperate Housewives is fab! I love Kimberbree & Rex! :D))

Y'know, it has snowed about 22 times in the past 3 days. I am quite disappointed with that. I hate snow.
Also, I have found a new love in Jamie Oliver. I just watched that programme on C4 with him in the school kitchen. He's cool, but I don't fancy him. My cosmic horn is not at its... premium (for want of a better word) atm. Not that I'm bothered. I reckon I just have the general horn. Gosh, I miss Georgia Nicholson's adventures... I need those books.

Anyway, this post was kinda just a heads-up; I basically was only going to say that I'm going to see JY tomorrow and I can't wait! He's lurvely. I'm also hopefully gona get my breeches and socks from Mick. Not sure if I'm ahppy about that or not. I kinda wanted the top models that I could have instead of cheap-o stuff. Oh well, next time I go to Leon Paul for something, I'll have to check out the second hand stuff again. I just can't get over my jacket - I got it for £40 cheaper than I should have and it was only worn once. Not bad going. :)

I wonder if I'll be able to chat to JY again tomorrow. I didn't really get a chance to last time cos I was busy with stance and balance and all that. Still though, i'm not moaning, cos it improved my fencing immensely, but even so... JY might be off in 5 or 6 months from now, and I may never see him again. He'll probably go off to the Navy and die all alone on some little raft in the Arctic (the gov will probably make him go and fight somewhere, not give him any funds and then he'll die... damn the government!)
But Naval captains are pretty sexy. People say they're gay, but I don't think so. Well, most of 'em aren't. I've always thought that Navy guys are sexy, though - army guys are a bit mongy, RAF guys are poncy guys with lots of money and not Top Gun guys at all. Navy guys... Mmmm. *dreamy smile*

Enough of that, Gnat! Snap out of it, dirty girl...

Elementary, my dear Watson. I am SO Sherlock today.

Mood chuffed
Wearing school uniform & dressing gown (Hey... It's cold!)
Eating/Drinking new potatoes and milk (and a tiny bit of ginger beer). And no, they're not all together. That's just weird. Do you think I'm weird? :(
Hearing Coldplay - Spies
Dreamt about dunno. Don't really care.
Present MSN name Like I always say, there's no 'I' in team. There's a 'me,' though, if you jumble it up... (King Baby - Wrong on so many levels!)
Talking to No one. (Just can't be bothered with MSN anymore.)
Last text from Flo (no one's texted me in days. No one loves me...)
Word of the Day dominate (tee hee hee, Desperate Housewives is fab! I love Kimberbree & Rex! :D)

So, I finally found out today (by actually thinking for once) what Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds means: LSD. Well, I'm dead chuffed about that.

I'm a little peeved, that after watching Desperate Housewives I have found out that Andrew Van der Kamp is gay. And his cute mate too. Oh, why is it always the cute ones? I mean, I wouldn't care less if John was gay, I mean - his character is too nice [to be a) a human boy, and b) real] and also, I don't think he's that hot, either... meh. Oh joy.

I had some lame-o lessons today. Failed miserably in my physics test. My mark was so bad that I won't even write it on here - too shameful, you understand?
But, and yes; there is a 'but', I got an A* for my English essay which caused me so much pain and soooo many tears. 50/54. Not bad, I might add.

Also, I have been chosen to go to Oxford Uni for a day on March 11th for some kinda crappy team-building thingy. I am apparent in the top 15 of students in Year 10, however, on the list there was actually something lie 23, but *meh* anyway, I was chosen. Muhahahah. And a big bonus is that Cherry, Ho & Greeeeg are coming too. *big grin*

So yeah, that was nice.

But, after Mrs Parnham's hissy fit at me yesterday in history (about the green TB consent form [dun-dun-DUN!] which is pure evil. Like her, actually.) I also discovered that people thought it was HILARIOUS. Oh, I'm not so bothered. Mr Watson kept going on about it today though; he also found it hilarious. 'Twas reasonably odd for him to actually get something like that. Still, cool. It was almost sweet as well. Mr Watson sweet? ...oh, okay...

Nonetheless, I gave in the bloody form today. I went up to the Entrance Hall and waited outside Mrs Parnham's office. (I want to give her a new name... how about The Bully; for now? More about that later.) I wasn't as worried as I thought I'd be. I mean, if she started on me, I decided that one half of me would either have a go right back at her, or the other half would start crying. The latter would probably win, sadly.
Anyway, The Bully starts coming at me, scraping her foot again the floor and snorting looking very angry (maybe the red in my hair set her off); oh, I just made that bit up, I'm sorry. Anyway, she looked pissed off. When all of a sudden, Mr Nichols is there. He says something about the green letter and I basically throw it at him and run away.
Thank God for headteachers.

Right, so why is she called The Bully? Well, she's evil. She bullies people, did you get that? She bullies teachers, kids, parents... anything that moves really. I feel so bad for Mr Parnham. I bet he's some repressed, depressed, supressed little old man who's made many attempts on his life. Oh poor him.
Cherry told me that her aunt works in education for the City Council, or something and so she knows about all the teachers. That means that they give ones who particularly stand out, nicknames. Guess what Mrs Parnham's is? Yes. Ooh, get you! You're so clever. *meh*

I also spent the whole of my lunch with Zippy. People now think that there's something going on. Oh, piss on you all.

Cherry, me and a couple of others are starting a debate club. We have a thumbs up from Gangly, so off we go. Yay us.

Some dude called Jeff on the steverock.com boards is going to give me a copy of a steve CD that he made with the Brown EP on and the Bleach tape. I. Cannot. Wait. I love him.
'tis all for now. I am going to listen to MuteMath now. I miss them. So cool. Anyway; Bye, Bye.