Doom and Glooom

HOLA!!

How have you been, chickadees? In what, four days my life has been...hell. To put it bluntly. I had a breakdown (mini, so no biggie) in Friday night due to too much pressure being put on me by my teachers. Miss Taylor, who is a freakin' HYPOCRITE might I say, called my mum up to inform her I had an hour and a half detention on Monday night (which my art teacher is ignoring) and said "Oh no, I understand she has other subjects to worry about" when that day she had shouted to the entire class about whining to her about other subjects. Whore.

Is it illegal to rid the planet of an annoying, nagging teacher? It is? Well, what if I don't get caught?

Today I went up to Old Spitalfields in Liverpool Street to Lulu and Lush...seriously, I love that place. Corsets GALORE and I'm getting my prom dress from there! (no matter what mum says) It's goddamn gorgeous, but my friend Becky-Lady was reeeeeeally uncomfortable there. And she held my leather jacket (she hates leather) so it was doubly bad for her. Oh well xD

Tomorrow I got to this Mind, Body and Soul exhibition in Brentwood. Anyone my age going there tomorrow, I'll be wearing a black ribbon in a plait. Keep an eye out for me!

I plan to bankrupt my mum there.

LOVE TO ALL!!!

teh.sparkle.magpie...*

Dead-Lines

I hate textiles.

And all my teacher says is we're whining when we tell her that we have other work to do...yeah. That really motivates us more. Miss Taylor told the head of the department that I have no courseowrk, when spread across the desk was, lo and behold, my coursework!! I hate her. Really.

Because of this (and an impending art exam) I won't be online tomorrow...which makes me really nervous, now I think about it. I have OCD when it comes to my email inbox, and heaven forbid it gets too cluttered (remember, Ayla, for like a year? Yeah, took me half a lifetime to clear it...(wasn't mine, I borrowed it from someone)). And I'm a fanfic fantic, and watching BLEACH online, and playing Sims 2...I'm gonna hypeventiliate!

But seriously; I really need to do this. I have to have all my textiles work in by Friday. This includes the garment, which means I'm stuffed. I haven't even sewn it yet. Fuck.

So what's happening with you guys? Anything interesting happening in your lives, just comment and say, I'm always interested in other people. Not like that, I mean I'm interested in other people's views on things; y'know, like the eternal optimist and stuff...

ANYWHO I've just had a bacon sandwhich and am going to watch the new CSI. Will never be the same without darling Grissom T.T

Arriverderci!

LOVE!!

teh.sparkle.magpie...*

University (Can we say eager?)

Last Friday (yesterday) I and several school chums (awesome word, chums) travelled with the aid of a pre-paid coach to the centre of London roughly, and the Science Museum. There was a University thing going on about all the unis in the world. Give or take a few. I actually got some good info about some good uni's in America and Australia, and one in Ireland. I want to specialise in science and art, specifically marine science's and maybe children's illustrations. I'd also love to do something along the lines of writing, but hey gotta pick and choose. My friend Myfanwy (no, she isn't Welsh) wants to go along the acting route, but hardly any schools do those kind of courses. Bugger for her. I thought I'd be in a sticky situation, but it was surprisingly easy for me to find some options.

We got loads of photos taken. At first we thought we had to stay in the university fair all day (three hours straight) and it was only halfway through when we realised that wait, hardly anyone from school was in the exhibit itself did we wander around for a place to eat and take stupid photos.

We excelled at the latter.

It was nice, although the ride back was a bit strained. I was stranded from my friends as we were up opposite ends of the coach and I was stuck with the RnB loving gangstas of the school. Wonderful. (No offence to those of the RnB genre. Peace out, homies.)

This weekend I was supposed to draw a picture for my mother for Mothering Sunday. I failed epically. All day, and all I did was surf the net and read fanfics. I fail at daughtering. I fail at ICT. I fail at...well, I was going to put life but with a meager 16 years under my belt (who coined that anyway?) I don't think I have enough evidence to say that. I'll see if I can get the time. If not, I really fail at life.

Aside from that, I'm seriously considering a tattoo. I might "persuade" mum into letting me get one for my 17th (or a few, depending on size).

Huh. Slightly boring now. Next weekend I may be going to this Mind, Body, Spirit thing in Brentwood. Does what it says on the tin, really. Hopefully it's on Sunday, as Saturday I really need to go to London to this shop as to enquire about my prom dress. Tailor made, damn expensive and drop dead gorgeous.

Oh, and if anyone read my last blog, some (really late) updates:
-my friend Charlotte Warren is no longer my friend, but a whore.
-I am nearing the end of my school life (kinda)
-Bekki (who gave me the photos of my hair) moved away, so Becky and Becci are different ones

That's it for now.

LOVE!!!
teh.sparkle.magpie...*

Priorities

As far as I know, only one person follows this, and even then barely. Coz it's new. Anyway.

It's the weekend, and I have a beer and curry night to look forward to later. Though I have a feeling I'll only be allowed the curry. Curses. Apart from that all I have to look forward to this weekend is art homework. Though I guess it is slightly important that I do it as it is a GSCE...but hey, it can wait a little bit, right?

I've managed to put my affairs in order (slightly) as I now know which subject to focus on first. At joint first place is textiles and art as the art exam and the final deadline for all my textiles work are close together. After that I can completely focus on ICT and how I'll fail it no matter what I do. Joy.

I'm gonna go around the site and see if I can find other blogs I like, and hopefully my old one. Then I can contact the peeps I fell out of touch with. Or ask Ayla to help. Either or. And gods help me I'll beat a friend of mine to read this. She knows I will.

That's about it for now, currently listening to Folie a Deux, The (Shipped) Gold Standard. Excellent. Unfortunately I wasn't able to go to their recent concert at the O2, to my despair. Other chances though, right?

love
the.sparkle.magpie...*

New and Old

This..is weird for me. I had a blog before, but when I lost my email it kinda...died. Sad really, but maybe it had to. It was time to move on and all that jazz. Well, now I'm back with a vengance, and a better anem. Kinda. I did like my old one (The Wicked Witch of the South-East) but I stopped updating after a while. I...forgot. Yeah. Forgot...

Anyway, short, sweet and to the point, (un) like me!

I'M BACK, BABY!

the.sparkle.magpie..*