You’re “blingy”

 Had a sleepover last night with everyone to celebrate the end of summer holidays and the GCSEs. We played the ‘name game’, basically where you write the name of a celebrity on a piece of paper then stick it to someone’s forehead then they ask questions to find out who they are.  Someone wrote Bill Gates, which is fine, you know better to go for the obscure rather than the obvious. However when the question ‘Am I a politician’ arose due to the lack of a career in entertainment two people answered ‘yes!’. And until someone said, ‘hang on, what did they say?’ we didn’t realise what had happened. So there’s the girl sitting with ‘Bill Gates’ Stuck to her head on a luminous green post-it note, her fingers in her ears, eyes closed and humming whilst everyone else sits there going, ‘he isn’t a politician! He’s not!’ to the reply of ‘Yes he is, he’s that famous president!’. To cut a long story short after much objection to the ‘president’ story I ended up going to my parents and saying ‘Bill Gates was never president of the US was he?’ much to the amusement of my mum who just laughed at the stupidity of the question. Turned out they thought Bill Gates was Bill Clinton, and to make it even worse one of the people who’d said that Bill Gates was  a politician was the girl who’d come up with his name in the first place.

 After all that you’d think it couldn’t get worse, but alas it did. Not only did we have to answer the question ‘Am I married, or was I married’ about 5 times to Sleeping Beauty, and had to discuss the idea that it depended on whether you’d seen the film or not as if you hadn’t technically she wasn’t married and if you had she was. Also when we decided it was time for clues I was told ‘you’re blingy’. Then when I asked ‘Am I black?’ I got the response ‘Yes’ from two people, ‘no’ from another’ and ‘sort of from everyone else. It turned out I was Ali G so it should have been a no….

 We survived that until I, yes it was me (again), said in a passing comment to ‘Bill Gates’ who hadn’t worked out who she was yet, ‘Don’t listen to her, she though Bill Gates was politician!!’ hence giving away the entire game and causing her to know immediately who she was. I am officially crap at secrets.  Not serious secrets, I can keep them quiet. It’s the random ones I have trouble with, like in Secret Santa last year I hadn’t got my present yet and mentioned on the phone, ‘Oh God, I’ve got to get Claire’s Christmas present still’.  Followed by a moments silence as I try to work out if they heard what I said and, if they did, if they worked out what it meant. They did.


 Well, everyone’s gone and I have gained a necklace, a night light and a bowl of coleslaw (it was BYO).  I’m now sitting here contemplating changing my A Level subjects to Biology, Chemistry, English Lit and French and dropping History. It’s too hard to choose but if I want to do life sciences at university (i.e. Biochemistry, pharmacology) I have to do biology or maths. And there is no way I’d ever do maths. Ever.

Oh poop, I’m ‘in a pickle’. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Well, a word of wisdom before I leave, something to mull over in your head, it’s simple but, as I’m sure you’ll agree, full of possibility:


or, on a calculator: 58,008.


August 28, 2006. Friends, General Ramblings, School. 1 comment.

Oh My God I Can’t Believe It!

For once a quote from a song that completely fits the situation! Apart, of course, from the brilliant song ‘Your Song’ by Elton John with the ‘I hope you don’t mind’ line. You have to watch the Green Wing deleted scenes with Guy and Caroline (Stephen Mangan and Tamsin Greig) in a car and he sings that to her…hilarious! Actually, I’ll put it on the ‘Videos’ page soon.

Anyway, back to the Kaisers and Oh My God! We got our GCSE results today. For full effect I shall write out in full…

B – ICT (but short course and crap subject so only to be expected)

A – Religious Studies

A – Maths (WOW! The teacher told me I was headed for a B or worse!)

A – History (slightly disappointed not an A* but hey, still an A!)

A – Science (counts for two GCSEs as did double science)

A* – English Language (even though my punctuation is tres bad, as you can probably tell from my blog, I must be better in exams!) 

A* – English Literature

A* – Art (yes! so happy, and surprised as got B in mocks. Anyway, brill as fantastic cousin got all A*’s and one A that she was v. pissed off about when she did GCSEs and that was in Art, therefore i must be bloody fantastic!)

A* – French (the relief!)

A* – German (yay!)

 So, overall:

1 B, 5 A*s and 5 As! Better than I thought! And I got back into the sixth form and got good enough grades in all my subjects to do them for AS Levels! Woot! Am so happy have been randomly exclaiming high pitched squeaks of joy all day!

And to those who say exams are easier now : the exams AREN’T easier, the pass marks (grade boundaries) are lower as no one can do the exams. Therefore the exams need to be slightly easier so more people can actually complete the exams and then the pass marks could go back up.

Hm, one last boast at how completely brilliant I am (ha!;))…I looked up the cumulative charts on Edexcel as to how many people passed and with what grade in each subject and only 3.9% of every school pupil who entered into GCSE Art and Design Full Course got an A*! wow! I was so surprised that I got that grade I actually cried tears of happiness when i read the results. I seriously did, I know it’s really sad etc etc but I couldn’t help it and anyway, two other girls did too 🙂

So, I’m off to bed in a cloud of complete happiness and will hopefully dream about being fantastically well off, thanks to brilliant job gained due to GCSE results.

N.B. As I have just proof read entry and realised I sound completely up myself and full of it, I’d like to defend myself in saying that I have waited for over 2 months for my results and, well, they’re so good that it can now be said, with some conviction, that I am a bloody genius!

August 24, 2006. School. Leave a comment.

Hours and hours of planning…and it rains

 Given the dismal state of British weather at the moment, i.e. completely grey, cold with torrential rain, many plans of ours (meaning my friends and I) have had to be cancelled. In particular the intricately planned trip to London’s Hyde Park for a friend’s birthday.  We were going to take a Frisbee and go on the pedalos, say what you will but with our lack of talent at Frisbee throwing it can be extremely entertaining.  If not slightly dangerous to anyone within a 40 metre vicinity.  Anyway, all the time I helped my friend plan her party, the train times, coordinating everyone’s arrival times (we were all boarding the train at different stations…), making sure everyone knew to bring plenty of money and a lot of strawberry laces (a delicacy for only £0.79 at Woolworths), was a complete waste of time.  Due to the fact that we are experiencing October-esque weather in the middle of August we are now embarking on an exciting trip to the cinema. I know, try to keep breathing after the enormous excitement that revelation must have caused.

 So, I am now trying to persuade my parents into giving me money to splurge on the rip-off drinks and popcorn that are mandatory for any cinema outing.  The difficulty in this is that I owe my mum a lot, I haven’t added it up yet as scared of certain massiveness of debt. 

  So, what’s next in my exciting life?

  Yesterday we went to see my mum’s cousin and his wife and their two incredibly cute daughters, Yasmin and Nadia. Yasmin is 3 and Nadia is 4 weeks. Yasmin is so cute, she kept coming up to me with plastic plates and saying “What do you want?” so I’d ask what they served and she would tell me I had to choose, so I chose then was told “We don’t have that, only custard with spaghetti soup.”

 She had a thing about soup. And roast potatoes.  When she went out of the room she kept saying “goodbye” until my mum, for some completely unknown reason that simply proves she’s from another planet, said “TaTa”.  After which Yasmin spent the rest of the day saying “TaTa” and “I have to cook my tata’s”, which any of you with a crude mind my see is not the best thing for a 3 year-old to be announcing at irregualr intervals.

 Well, I was going to say more but have been distracted by phone calls and other tecnological stuff and am going to watch Friends. Adios, amigos, Adios. 😛

August 13, 2006. Family, Friends, Music, Outings!!, School. Leave a comment.

And we’re back…

Home again…

The weekend wasn’t as bad a it could have been.  Sure there was an extremely long, tense silence when the 4-year-old-15-year-old bent a spoon (don’t ask) but apart from that it was actually quite relaxing.  We spent most of our time on retail therapy and I managed to buy a brilliant grey t-shirt, a blue jumper and a magnificent beaded necklace for a total of 25 euros.  Which I think is pretty good.

 We just had a massive Indian takeaway and as a result I am currently feeling rather ill and wishing I hadn’t decided to polish off that last piece of chicken bhuna. At the airport I found a copy of Bridget Jones’s Diary in French so got that, my French teacher told us to expose ourselves to as much French as possible.  Let me tell you, it’s bloody hard to read Bridget Jones in French, and I couldn’t ask my mum what some of the words meant as I was pretty sure most of them weren’t suitable for a plane load of French people to hear. It also doesn’t help that I’ve only ever seen the films as, although I know the film scripts off by heart, the book is completely and utterly different. Bummer.

 We also went to see Pirates of the Caribbean 2: The Dead Man’s Chest, which, personally, I thought was wonderful. The scripts were much funnier this time but the cliffhanger-esque ending was a bit abrupt. I won’t say what happens in case anyone reading this hasn’t seen it and therefore gets annoyed etc. etc. Keira Knightley’s part was way better, her character had much better lines and the plot wasn’t as complicated as some critics have complained.

 I have no idea what to write now…

 Actually, I’m going to try to remember my french oral presentation: (please add in all accents as I’m on a laptop and therefore have no idea how to insert these and cannot be bothered to open MS Word and copy/paste/repeat the whole way through…although, if anyone knows how you get accents on a laptop, please tell me!)

 Je vais vous parler de mon sejour a Paris. L’octobre derniere je suis allee a Paris avec mes parents pour quatre jours. Nous sommes alles en Eurostar parce que c’est plus direct et rapid que le ferry.

 Nous sommes arrives a notre hotel tard le soir et nous nous sommes couches immediatement. Notre hotel etait pres de Cadet, une station de metro.  Notre hotel a trois etoiles et il etais tres confortable.

 Le premiere jour, les temps (…something…) et nous avons decides d’aller a la tour Eiffel.  La vue etait fantastique depuis la-haut et un jour je voudrais y retourner.

 Le deuxieme jour, nous sommes alles au musee de Louvre.  Il y avait beaucoup de touristes devant les peintures at nous n’avons pas eu une bonne vue.  J’ai achete une carte postale de la joconde (Mona Lisa) que j’ai mis sur un mur dans ma chambre.

 Notre derniere Jour ma mere et moi avons fait du shopping.  Mon pere est alle a un cafe parce qu’il pense que faire du shopping est ennuyeux (sp?).

 Hmm, there’s another two paragraphs but I think that’s pretty good seeing as though since I knew that off by heart I’ve had my German oral exam and it’s been at least two months. If you didn’t understand any of it and you want to (I don’t think you will but if you do…) go to and then enter this website address and translate page into English and it’ll give you an approximate idea as to what I was going on about!

August 8, 2006. Family, Friends, General Ramblings, Holidays, School. Leave a comment.