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A Mini Mayo Rant!
Thankfully I didn't have another fucking argument with Shelly today.
No, we were both relativley calm - did our usual act of not doing anything in Photography. Paul is such an arsehole.
We walked into town during our beasty break and Shelly persuaded me to buy a BLT sandwich from Greggs. I wanted to get one from college, but as per usual - when I want one, they don't have one.
They're pretty good though. I'm starting to think I actually do like mayo - just not Helmann's. I like the mayo from Greedy Joe's, I like the mayo from college and now I seem to like the mayo from Greggs. It clearly isn't Helmann's then. :)
Short blog yes - but everyone has days where there's fuck all to talk about.
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RAGE.
Are the A2 students like an overlooked minority?
Yeah, tell all the shitty little AS students that the college buses AREN'T running, but totally let it slip your mind that there's still fucking A2s who get them as well!!
So on top of the fact I was TOO early for it - I was too early waiting for a fucking bus that wasn't even coming.
So I ended up sitting in this random bus shelter before a Leven Valley bus ended up coming.
Dixie wasn't pleased.
She let her rage out on the people and old biddies on the bus by playing the loudest and heaviest Metallica songs she could find on Lisa on full blast.
When I got to college, I was still too fucking early for Media Studies, so I sat about playing Solitaire. I drank my entire bottle of water in RAGE.
Media Studies also, was seemingly pointless.
It was a recap lesson of everything I'm never going to fucking forget because of my photographic memory - and because it's been RECAPPED so many times before, it's fucking ENGRAVED on the inside of my eyelids.
Sarah did get me thinking about my coursework though. I'm looking forward to the fact I have to make two films this year, and I'll never have a camera out of my hands due to A2 Photography.
At the lunch break, I walked into town with Lewis.
I bought a Greedy Joe's epic sandwich. I wasn't actually going to eat because I wasn't very hungry, but I ate out of rage. Grrrrrrrrr...
Then we went over to Gamestation to see if they sold N64 games. They don't, because they're pricks. So we went to Chips instead. They do sell them, but they have a really small selection. There was only one that caught my eye - which was Turok. I ended up buying the Little Britain game for PS2 instead. It looks mildly amusing.
If grandad gives me any more pocket money this week, I'll re-consider Turok, and maybe look into the others. Sometimes shitty-sounding games turn out okay.
We went back to college for our last lessons. I had Photography.
We started this shitty little mini-projecs about icons.
I ended up taking some really random but reaonable compositons made from piles of almost-carefully arranged metal objects I found lying about the art rooms.
Easel clips, compasses, paint brushers, stanley knives, cans of spray paint, cans of board cleaner, mirrors, metal rulers and paper clips.
When I was mooching, I found this piece of hardened modelling clay. It was a little dude that Ash had had on the desk beside her to use as a reference when she was painting one of her final pieces. It made me feel proper sad and nostalgic like.
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Final Day As An AS Student
Summer Accomplishments:
- Finished Harry Potter & The Chamber Of Secrets (GC)
Ah look, a new blog addition.
For the duration of this incredibly long Summer break - I shall be marking down anything significant that I've done in these weeks. Be it writing a chapter, drawing something new, completing a game, owning a song on Guitar Hero - or just something generally worth celebrating, I'll write it up, underneath the blog title. :)
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So today was offically my last day as an AS-level student.
I don't have to return to college until August the 20th - which is results day. That'll be the day that an envelope shall prove to everyone how much of a failure I actually am.
But anyway.
I only actually went into college for a Media Studies lesson.
Sarah set us a little video assignment - we had to film and edit-in-camera a short scene about students gambling in a classroom where it was banned. So we got to make shitty cards out of torn pieces of paper and pretend to play poker. :)
My bus fare also aided as a useful prop.
The class only consisted of myself, Lewis, Esra, Francis and Matty - who was filming.
I don't have anything against any of them, but I don't really talk to any of them except Lewis.
So it was weird working alongside them.
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Lewis walked me to the bus station.
If he hadn't asked me for the time about 3 metres away from the doors - I would have totally forgotten that I was meant to meet Shelly at Working Links.
She'd sent me a text - but because my phone was on silent, and I can't feel the vibration on my leg when I'm walking, I hadn't even realised.
So I was like: "MURR SHIT. LEWIS. WE NEED TO TURN AROUND."
If I'd forgotten about her totally - Shelly would have booted off, methinks.
So we met up with her - I sneaked up behind her and tickled her sides, of course. :)
I bought a chicken mayo bomb from Greedy Joe's and I sat on the green benches with Lewis and Shelly - staring blankly into the reflection of the empty shop opposite us.
For some reason, Greedy Joes' haven't had any cress for weeks - so I've been getting a lettuce and cucumber salad alternative instead.
Both are good - it's odd, that's the only time I'll eat salad in a sandwich. :)
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When I got home, I had an odd urge to play Harry Potter & The Chamber Of Secrets on the 'Cube.
I knew I hadn't fully completed it - thanks to those damn Wizard Cards - and I still haven't.
Instead, I've ended up with 99/101 cards.
The 101st card can only be obtained wen you get the 100 before it, though...
So typical - it's that dodgy gnome-throwing mini-game that's threw me off AGAIN.
I've marked it down as BEATEN on my Backlog though.
If I ever desire to change that to a shiny golden COMPLETED, I'll have to practice my gnome-throwing skills.
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Dixie currently feels: Neutral
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Blog #149
Be It Summer Now?
I wasn't fully sure on how to define today's 'currently feels'.
For most of the morning I felt pretty neutral, had a few hours of contentment, then finished the night with lots of depression.
I worked it out using a handy emotion sum:
Content + Depressed = Below Neutral
Below Neutral + Neutral = Neutral
I didn't really. :)
I just assumed I felt neutral overall.
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Shelly's dad was giving us both a lift to Ash's from college.
Shelly had a lesson, but I didn't.
Either way, I went into college on the free bus, sat around for a while - then Shelly came and sat with me.
The college was well empty, so it was pretty safe for us to cuddle up to each other and not get a lot of dodgy looks from predjudiced cunts.
I didn't have any money with me, so Shelly bought me a sausage sandwich for my lunch.
It was yummy. More yummy due to the fact she'd got it for me. :)
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Shelly's dad is weird.
I like him though - he spent the entire journey slatering Shelly.
I joined in once or twice, adding to his points. Shelly was embarrassed - I could see the little tinge of red coming through in her cheeks. :D
She wasn't pleased about this though - she had a twenty-minute rant/whinge when we got to Ash's.
This was whilst we were sat on Ash's bed.
I think it's Ash's bed - you can sit on it and talk for fucking hours and not realise how long you've been talking for. Every time we go to Ash's, that's how we start - watching the hours rapidly fly away on her bed. :)
I'm not sure if it happens on my bed... It sometimes does when I'm laid on it whilst I'm on the phone, though.
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Ash gave us both apple juice and we went and sat in their back garden.
Ash and I were sat on the chair swing, Shelly said swings make her sick - so she sat on the bench opposite us.
Ash was just chilling out though, I was making it swing. I was only using one foot though.
I'm a legend on swings though - I swung about 3/4 of the way around one once - paralell to the top bar. Then I realised how high I was, panicked and fell off. I landed in some sand at the bottom. Sand is nice though, it's cushiony. And it just brushes off you afterwards.
They'd just cut the grass in their garden, so I dared Ash to come and roll in the cuttings with me.
Lmfao, I was surprised that she agreed. Then we spent about 10 minutes brushing each other down. :)
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Ash's mam has broken part of her leg, so she's bowling around in a wheelchair of her own.
She came and sat outside while she smoked a cigarette. Then she spoke to us for a while.
We started discussing my writing again - why do we always get onto this topic?
I had my black folder with me in my college bag, so I showed her the little samples from Imprisonment - a section from my novel: #1263: The Beginning.
It was then that I discovered that she used to write as well.
Jeez, why are all writers so secretive?
I'm unsure if I am or not.
I wouldn't go around showing my work to just anybody of course.
I tend to post parts to my blog just to prove to myself that I actually managed it.
Then of course came the idea of a wheelchair race - so the three of us were sat on the grass, watching Ash's mam race against Denham in Ash's chair.
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Later, the three of us played GH: Metallica.
We were working on some Quickplay scores, getting dosh for Ash.
We were alternating though.
I'd play with Ash, then with Shelly, then Ash and Shelly would play together.
When I wasn't on guitar, I was finishing off my Mario Power Tennis: Power Tour save.
I even coaxed Ash and Shelly into playing a few rounds of Tacklebot for me.
Tacklebot is fucking tedious - it takes SO long to get your EXP points up.
As I expected, Ash hated Tacklebot - so I started making the random comments, as you do.
"Ash... Tacklebot loves you. He wants to be your friend."
"I know who you DO love though Ash... Tacklebot!"
"If you got married, you'd have to change your name to Ashleigh Tacklebot!"
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Fun With Glue Sticks
I'm sad to admit that yesterday's amazing mood came to an end around 9PM - and it didn't return this morning.
Today is the second day in a row I've gone to college minus my jacket.
Today I wore the Cannibal Corpse hoodie that mam's friend Paul bought me for my birthday.
I always thought I looked immense in it - yes, I still look fat - but I don't look as fat as I imagined. It actually makes me feel thinner though. Odd...
I'm sick of it raining.
It's meant to proper piss down all the time in April - not in May!
The weather's gone fucked this year anyway. We got the usual February snow - but a few weeks ago, I was wandering around in SHORTS; it was that warm.
It pissed down on me when I was walking up Normanby Road for the college bus. I expected my hair to semi-explode, but it stayed reasonably tame.
In Media Studies, we got the practice exam papers back that we did on Monday.
I got just over half marks - but Sarah told me my points were high grade standard, I just hadn't extended them enough.
We looked over the paper and looked at some model answers. I re-wrote a few of my bits of analysis and Sarah said they were great improvements.
Fuck yeah. :P
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I met up with Shelly and we ate sausage sarnies from the Refectory.
There's this proper random chav who keeps walking by the two of us and shouting: "I'm gay!".
Well good for him. I doubt he is. I reckon he's just insulting our sexuality.
Some random chavs asked us if we eat pussy - and for the first time ever, I retorted at them.
Shelly was surprised. It's very rare that I'll say something back to someone.
We went up to the Photography room at half 11.
We didn't leave it until 4:45.
It didn't even feel like we were in there that long.
I finished off a few half-completed pages in my unit 1 sketchbook and did some half-arsed contextual research.
At least I have SOMETHING though.
I didn't get as much done as I should have done though - I got hyper and started rubbing glue all over Shelly's face. At one point, I'd smeared it all along her lips, her nose and her cheeks.
I then exclaimed, as I pissed myself laughing: "HURRRRLOL, IT LOOKS LIKE SOMEONE'S SPUNKED ALL OVER YOU."
She got her revenge on me by getting me in a headlock, rubbing Pritt Stick all over my face and glueing paper to my nose.
I kept writing SHELLY EATS POO in bubble writing on the pieces of scrap paper I'd cut off my anaylsis I stuck in my book. I even drew a picture of Tails and gave him a speech bubble saying it.
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I literally saw Ashleigh for five minutes today.
She was going down to her B block lesson - I ran after her and caught her at the lift.
We cuddled her before she went down. She said she hasn't finished her art work yet... We're wondering if she'll have any time with us tomorrow.
I'm wondering if I can even see them on Saturday.
Mam's being a cunt - she's not letting them come here, but I can go to Ash's.
But knowing my luck, I won't be able to get there because of dad's dodgy hours.
GAH...
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