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Doctor’s, Hospital, Movies, Sleepover

On Monday I moved to a new doctor, who immediately referred me and my icky knee to hospital for an xray.

I went in on friday morning, and rested for the remainder of the day and twas rather painful.

In the evening I went to GiggleBuddy’s house for her birthday party with some other coolsome peeps. We saw My Best Friend’s Girl, twas good, starring our beloved (ahem) Dane Cook.

Then we had a sleepover, with cake/ champagne/ makeovers/ more movies. The whole shebang, really.
Twas cool :)

Now I’m at home, doing homework.
Hope you all had good weekends!
Ciao!

Smithy Halloween Party!

ciao bambini!
Happy Birthday Frank Iero, and HAPPY HALLOWE’EN! To the rest of you!
At last, my favourite day of the year has arrived! Even if my skirt didnt and I had to make one… Anywho, that aside, Twas great!

I went as Helena, in a black corset with red tutu and black skirt, adorned with red ribbons and a couple of roses, I had my hair curly and big red eyeshadow, and little black ballet pumps (until it got too cold and I put on my black deathshead moth wellies). I think I looked quite convincing. Well… I had Milnerd’s approval, so that counts for something.

The party was amazing! There was a bouncy castle, a bouncy slide and an inflatable gladiators thing… Plus a chocolate fountain and a cherryade fountain! Sooo awsome.

Then we had a sleepover, Twas coolio, and in the morning we went into the garden with the dogs and I took photos of eveyone on the bouncy castle.

When I got home, I made Happy Birthday Frank Iero cupcakes. They were awsome!

ahhhh… I love hallowe’en (:
hope you had a good one too!
ciao bambini!

So, how’s things?

Okay, so after my 50th I thought my blog was really kicking off.
And then, trust me, I simply stop updating. I truly am a major dork, especially since I have so much to tell you about! I’ve been so busy, bambini!

Okay, to sum up, I will tell you of the most significant events of the past, ooh… 2 months?
22nd May- Band Tech Gig. Very impressive, gentlemen and Penguin. Flourescent face stripes, much?
24th May- Camping avec ma famille. Pyscodlyn, Sugarloaf, Big Pit. Oh, and I saw some cool people from school.
30th May- went to an Avril Lavigne concert, which was pretty cool, had a sleepover at Golden’s, then embarked on the (arguably) best shopping trip EVER. Keywords: Golden, train, Birmingham, The Oasis (I love), The Bullring, The Pavilion, The Pallasades (Blue Banana and my amazing new Hell Bunny jeans).

8th- 14th June: French exchange. Horse riding, Drayton Manor, Bullring (new coverses from OSC!) many happy memories, haha. Also, on Friday 13th it was the Summer Fair- we did face painting and raised £97! Woop… and also had the privelige of painting Mr K’s face as a tiger, (which actually looked rather good), and Mr R’s as a ghost (well… it wasn’t awful).
27th- 29th: Guide/ Scout camp, Malvern Challenge. A-bleeding-mazing.30th June- 4th July: Marle Hall. Possibly one of the greatest things I’ve ever done. Sea Traversing, Gorge Scrambling, Mountain Biking, Navigating, High Ropes (aka BLT, Bell Log Trapeze), huge senses of adrenaline and achievement, and that’s not even mentioning everything. Actually fantastic.
5th- 6th July: D Of E practice. Ah, now. 9 hours of walking, setting up a tent in a downpour, Leonardo and I having to wash up on our own, the beginnings of Trench Foot (No, I’m actually serious) and that’s only the first day. Day two? Washing up, stale food, lazy teammates, broken tent, my so called friends blatantly ignoring me and vandalising a bus shelter, more walking. On my own, I would have finished. But no, we had to have a 10min stop every 100 metres. Yes, we failed. Thanks, TMGT.
9th July: Well, I should be happy, because the person who I like (Superhuman) asked me out, and I said yes. Then NewAgePunk tells me she fancies him and now she’s really upset, and that’s not to mention the fact that I’ve been told by several other people that they ‘fancy me’. I don’t understand it. Truly I don’t, everyone keeps telling me how lucky I am, but this is so awful! Whatever I do, I make someone upset. The only option I have aside from it isn’t bearable. What would you do? What should I do? Well, in my deepest mind, I suppose I know the real answer myself, I just can’t bear it.
11th July- Sponsored Walk. I did quite well, actually. And! DOCTOR WHO! Best episode, EVER. I cried so much though, Twas so sad!

Well bambini, that’s a wrap. I promise to update again soon.
Probably.
Maybe.
Possibly.
Not! haha, no… definitely! I love you guys. Ciao bambini.

J’adore le Stratty.

So today I got up at 6:45, even though it was my holiday, so that I could leave the house at 7:45 to get to Studders in time for the bus, which I caught caught with GiggleBuddy, IE-not-Y and Bazzerina. We then met up with NewAgePunk and went to get lunch.

I don’t think I have mentioned this before but in Stratford there is a little baguette shop, and the food is nice but the lad who works there is even nicer. There should be a sign in the window saying hot and yummy- and we’re not even talking about the food! Ah yes. Anyway, he wasn’t there today (boo) so we went to pizza hut instead, which was good as it was delish and only came to a fiver each.

Anyway, IE-not-Y and GiggleBuddy bought some clothes and last we went to Naquiba, (NAP, Bazzerina and my fave shop), and I saw the most gorgeous dress. I’m not really a dress person, but this was the Blacklist My Chem dress and it was half price and the last one and I LOVED IT. And at £20 instead of £40, it as a snatch. But I only had £25 left. We went to McNasty’s where we saw 3/4 moon and TheChemicalCrew, so called, and whilst my friends ate their ice creams I was in a daze, mulling over whether or not to buy said dress (the very nice shop assistant said she’d hold it till the end of the day for me), and it was going on 3:30. My conclusion: Life is short, I’d only been saving so I could buy another outfit, my friends and Mum (lol) had said I should buy it and most importantly I LOVED IT I LOVED IT I LOVED IT!

I was on a high for the rest of the day. I’m wearing it now. It looks like this.

Ennit bootifull, eh?
Ciao, bambini.

It’s amazing what you can do…

When you really put your head down and focus on something.

Today, I went out because on to the cold and slightly wet school field quite willingly because I’d signed up for the Sport Relief Mile to raise money for charity. We had the option of doing 1, 2 or 3 miles- or more if we could manage, but it was kind of expected that no-one would do 3, let alone 4+, but we were allowed as long as we weren’t late for lessons (we did it in our lunch break).

I’m not in the slightest bit athletic, so I decided I’d walk the mile then see if I could manage two because I doubted I’d have any energy (I skipped having lunch, for the sake of the poor children out there who don’t get lunch ever). However, as I got started with Blondie and NewAgePunk, it seemed that everyone was running it, which made us look a bit sad walking it, so we sped up to a jog. After one lap I realised not warming up was very stupid of me as I’d only done 1/3rd of a mile and was starting to get a stitch. However, I pressed on.

After my second lap, I noticed JL was on his own so I caught up with him, and must admit left Blondie and NAP. He didn’t have his inhaler thingy so was feeling a bit breathless, so I stayed with him. This is good because he is sporty and did I mention I’m not? But anyway, I managed to keep up with him (or rather, every time I attempted to slow down he egged me on, so a great big thank- you to him).

So I did the mile and chose to do the second. After I was about 1/2 way through said second mile, I couldn’t keep up with him and I ran the last of the two miles on my own. And I was going to stop: My body was hurting, I’d not had food, I’d forgotten my drink, and then I crossed the two mile finish line. And all at once, thoughts flooded my head:
Children half my age walk twice this far every day just to get a bucketful of water.
A wolf can run three miles non- stop.
Children half my age walk twice this far every day just to get a bucketful of water.
I am not quite suffering from exhaustion.
Children half my age walk twice this far every day just to get a bucketful of water.
And I made a split second descicion: I was going to carry on. And I did, I ran another whole mile without slowing down once. I didn’t catch up with JL. I didn’t run with anyone else. It was far, far, far from easy and each step I took I wanted to swear and scream and moan with pain. But I didn’t let myself, and I DID IT! I can’t tell you how good it felt to cross that finish line. To know I was going to make just that little bit of difference to someone’s life made me feel so good, I almost felt like I could do it all over again. Almost- but not quite. And then I collapsed on the grass and growled softly. Do you know why? Because I truly felt like a wolf.

A mighty, powerful, lone she- wolf.

Same old, same old…

Nothing in particular has happened to me this week, which is why I have not been updating you. Golden has gone to Alicante… lucky thing, although it is most definitely skiving. She’s meant to be back tommorrow. We are doing a ‘Secret Bunny’- like a secret santa but with easter eggs instead of christmas presents. Blondie is buying for me, so it’s not really secret at all, especially as she has told me what she’s going to get me: A Lindt bunny. (Subtle hint at my wolf-like-ness.)

Anyway, I am buying for NAP. No Snickers. Who likes snickers anyway?
While I leave you to ponder this, I will discreetly sign off without you noticing… Clever, eh? Ciao, bambini.

They think it’s all over…

Well, that’s cause it is!

Sorry I’ve not posted for a couple of days, but you probably don’t care anyway and I have been very busy with the school production- The Thwarting of Baron Bolligrew.

First day was alright, wasn’t brilliant but very funny all the same. 3/4 was thrown off sound and lighting crew as he broke a prop. Woops. The best bit of ad lib-ing, in my opinion, went a bit like this:
(Court scene where Bolligrew’s right- hand man, Squire Blackheart, does not turn up to take his place as magistrate so new magistrate, a man- at- arms is appointed.)
JL (Baron Bolligrew): … I’ll appoint another magistrate. Coporal, you’re a Magistrate! Siddown.
AW (Man at arms), does not notice he’s been given his cue and remains standing.
Long pause. As in, VERY long pause.
CJ (Oblong (hero)): So… Baron… How are you today?
One of those you-had-to-be-there things maybe, but even the cast laughed.

Second night better, but it’s a long play and hard work to remember all those lines, so a few prompts were needed but went well nonetheless. More ad lib-ing, went a little like:
Oblong tells of how he beat Squire Blackheart in combat as the Squire tried to steal some eggs from a peasant
CJ (Oblong): Yes, he left behind a… tangible piece of evidence. (realises he has forgotten said piece of evidence)… which I seem to have left at home today…
JL (Bolligrew): Oh yes?
(Stage crew pass forward Blackheart’s plume, aka the evidence)
CJ: Ah yes, here it is. It was in my back pocket all along- I was just sitting in the wrong position, you see…

After the play, I went home with Golden, had a sleepover, woke up, went shopping in Stratty with Golden, NAP and Blondie where we went to the magic museum, which was random, came home with Golden again, and then went to the final performance, which went pretty much perfectly, and GiggleBuddy was away so I got her lines (yay). Oh, and it was the day my parents came to watch so all was good in the neighbourhood… as NAP would say…

Comunque, ben fatto per tutti i sogetti coinvolti e ciao, bambini!

Eek. Sorry, I just find that rather appropriate.

Aaaah! Hamster escape! Cyrano CHEWED A HOLE in his cage last night, and ran through to BB’s room where Roxanne lives. Oh dear. Speaking of oh dears, it was the UK Maths Challenge today. I don’t think I did very well. And speaking of maths, it was my Maths calculator paper. I did really, really badly. I didn’t even finish. I still had eight sides to go! What made it worse was the fact that Golden came out and said, “well, that was easy”. Thanks, mate.

Um, I think I may have upset 3/4 moon. I was in the library after school today and he asked to borrow my headphones. I said no so he tried to take them off me, so CockyNA and his mates Stirrer and TC kinda had a go at him. By the way, It was CockyNA’s birthday to day (Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you… etc., etc.) But anyway so Blondie, HH, NewAgePunk, 3/4 moon, Golden, FS, CockyNA, Stirrer, TC and me probably constituted the highest population the library has ever seen after school, I’m usually the only one.

Errr, that’s about it. Keep it cool!

Yet more crackers and Funny French.

Sorry, you didnt get so lucky this time!I had to get this off my chest. I am just slightly starting to get a weeny little bit peeved at Golden, Animalmad and Pinkandfluffy. They are all accusing me of being madly in love with Skyscraper. Not that I don’t like him, I do, but its rather irritating when they keep bringing it up to mock you. Because they’re terribly immature :P . Well, except Pinkandfluffy. She does it cause she doesn’t want to admit to the fact she’s desperate for him to ask her out. HE sat next to ME in mass, and that was only cause Mr R. said he had to move away from JH, so he cane and sat by me. But even if I did ‘fancy’ him, at least it wouldn’t be as bad as poor NewAgePunk. She has just found out that her MAJOR crush, HotCalum, is actually gay. All together now: Aaaaaw.We have decided that we love crackers so much we should form a cracker loving association, known as the CP (Cracker People). I will keep you updated on any progress.Umm, about it, apart from the fact that I kinda embarrassed myself in the French exam today as when I handed my french paper to the invigilator, who dropped it, and as I made a grab for it i managed to swat it over my head and then slam it onto my desk very loudly. It wouldn’t have been that bad unless Skyscraper, who sits next to me in exams as he’s next to me in the register, had seen, upon which he started to laugh at me and we both burst into fits of very loud giggles. Much to the disapproval of invigilators. Whoops.Ah well, what would life be like without a good chuckle from time to time?

The joys and trials of size 3 feet.

Firstly, I need to correct something from my last entry. You can see on my last post that Golden pointed out that I have, through strange wording, made a mistake in that it seems I let SkyScraper kiss my foot. Believe me, this is NOT what happened, because that would be wierd beyond even my level of wierdness. Also, I hate my feet as they are strangely small for the average girl of my age. My size three school shoes, which I had to have specially ordered in for me, even with insoles are too big. One even fell off in the tuck shop the other day when someone pushed me and I lost it- and that was embarrasing, let me tell you! And that’s not to mention the fact 3/4 moon pulled a table over it the other day when he “didn’t notice it!” How rude. So anyway, SkyScraper kissed me, not my foot… which would be me anyway but oh well.

So today I’ve been rather proud of myself, because we marked our practice SATs papers- boring, most would think, but I have LOTS of VERY clever friends, who I can easily say outshine me in probably all subjects, but maths in particular. BUT! Today I found out I ‘beat’ them on the maths papers! Cool, eh? Anyway, I was rather proud of myself… not that I gloated or anything *wink*! Something else cool happened to me today. I GOT PUNCHED BY THE MOON! How many people can say that thy’ve been punched by the moon? Well, except it was just NAP doing her moon impression from the Mighty Boosh, but still. By the way, NAP stands for New Age Punk, because I’ve decided from now on I’m going to give everyone code names. Not for their own protection, but ’cause that’s cool.

Am very tired at the mo because I couldn’t get to sleep last night. We’ve bought Cyrano, the hamster (geddit?… oh well) a new, mind- stimulating, interesting, colourful and contemporary cage, which he loves, but has decided his new favourite pastime is to chew at the windows… Very, very loudly. I was actually quite surprised at how noisy it can be! Anyway, I’d better go feed him! As they say in our neck of the woods, Like, lay-ta baaaabes!