Today I went off to jolly Londinium for another Summer School thing, in City Uni. I got the train by myself, I walked around London by myself (and got rained to death) and didn't get lost. Yay me. (Cities scare me. I live in a munchkin-little village and have never been on a train by myself before. So... I'm overly pleased by this.)
And as an added bonus, I won a £10 voucher for Virgin while I was there. Way cool. ::adds it to the FFX fund::
Got a letter from the dentist... "Come to the dentist in July! I want to pull all your teeth out! Muahahaha!".
past lives: Katy Jean Robinson, in your past life you were known as "K.A.T.Y. the Knuckleheaded Assyrian Tinker of Yugoslavia" Anyway.

Grooveness! Because of lessons being cancelled due to, like, everyone going on the Biology field trip, etc., all my lessons on Friday have been cancelled.
And here is yet another example about the stupidness of our school: because we aren't allowed to miss more than 2 hours a week for frees, I have to go to school. All day. For no lessons.
Mum said she'd write me a sick note (heh... the sinner).
In other news... postcard from Dervie (woohoo!) and a letter from Tre as well (I'm just so popular). Also... yesterday Ryan and Richard decided to spend the entire bus journey talking about my breasts. Well. Ryan made an inopportune and accidental comment and they spent the rest of the time trying to dig themselves out of a hole, to the accompaniment of me and Rhiannon laughing hysterically at the hilarity of it. Aren't we mature? Heh.
Tis nearly the lovely Lauren G's birthday, so I have to find more postage-money... why does she have to live in Australia? Heh. Plus I accidentally eBayed again. Ah well.
Tomorrow I'm going to London by myself. Scary. Send a search party if I'm not back by Friday.

::cough cough:: hayfever is bad, and strepsils and kiwi fruit are a bad combination (although lots of vitamins, good thing).
I had a mass hayfever attack so I didn't go to Florence's party... apparently I missed vomiting, drunk 15 year-olds. Woe.
Also: the fame! So I was in Castle Park yesterday, and they were making a film called No Ball Games to be on channel 4. And they wanted enthusiastic cheering people for when one character ("Trent") scored a goal, so me, Caroline S and Ellie are going to be famous. Heh. So I shall be on tv eating a chip, and going 'yay Trent!' Ha.

So we had a computer virus ::glares at the sib:: (you know I love you really, d00d). Which is why no entry for a few days.
And there is someone screaming tunelessly on Graham Norton's show.
Anyway, today:
We all went to the jolly HE SuperFair at Essex Uni. Me and Lauren have no idea where we want to go, so we got every single prospectus for every university in Great Britain that had turned up (over 100, I think)... plus nifty IBM pens and keyrings. Backpain! Heh.

The orthodontists want to pull out four of my teeth and give me fixed braces. Feh. :(
I just had a spam that said something about amateur sex. So... what exactly is professional sex, eh?
Today in PSE we had some reflexologist telling us about stress management (the gist of it was, in order to manage your stress, stop being stressed. And with positive thoughts you can do anything - even pass an exam for which you've done no revision, apparently). She gave us a questionnaire... the more questions you answered yes to, the more stressed you were supposed to be. I got 12 nos, and one maybe. Heh. I'm the queen of unstressed.

Yesterday we had applications morning, and that was learning how to fill in our UCAS forms (like... university applications). The actual form is 4 sides of A4. The 'how to fill in your UCAS form' booklet is about 40 pages. Eep. And me doing Further Maths complicates it even more, because I've done two modules of an AS level, not a whole AS level. So for exams taken I put Further Maths : D1 and Further Maths : D2, and for exams to be taken I put Further Maths :AS and Further Maths: A2. Weird.
And the rest of the afternoon and most of today wasn't especially thrilling.
Oh, but Lauren is going to buy an island and have her own country, and we're all going to live there.

I'm sorry, I didn't have time to update yesterday and I was out all weekend. Days and days of no updateage... you poor beans (ha). My weekend was so beyond cool it was ridiculous!
The main things that happened were... we (me, Poeie, Julie and Adam) got totally drunk on Saturday (hee!), and on Sunday we went to Stonehenge (it being so close to the Solstice, there were druids there!) and the baths in Bath. It was so fun!
And I met Poet in real life, that was just so groovy.
Yesterday and today can be in separate posts, I'm being distracted, sorry.

I finally got all the signatures on my anti-French form! So now all I have to do is go and tell Dr Sharpe (on Monday, I expect) so he can change the timetable. All cool! And ooh, a whole stack of emails to read.
I didn't have to even get up until an hour later than usual today, because of the football. The teachers figured everyone would skip first lesson at least today (even though I don't actually care about the footie... but if everyone else is getting time off, I want some too, dammit!) so my maths lesson was moved from Periods 1+2 to 3+4 (basically, from 8:55 to 10:15). I nearly can do these trig identities now, actually, so it's good.
Then I went and returned my French textbook, and got Mrs Murray to sign my form. And generally... did very little.
Also at lunch time I didn't do much. And at registration, Dr Parrot (I'm never sure... Parrot or Parrott?) and Mrs Dye signed my form, and as Mrs Dye is head of VIth form she took it off to... administrate it, I guess.
In P7 I sat in the common room and talked to Charlotte G and Joyce about universities, Hong Kong and Afro Ken. And when Charlotte went to her driving lesson, me and Joyce continued our long-running Final Fantasy conversation.
In further maths we had to visualise things in 3D, and my head exploded. Ick.
And tomorrow I'm going to Bath with Poeie! Yay!

I had my last exam today... ack. I finished it with a second to spare (just), Joyce and Anna didn't, and we all thought it was hideous. But, I missed the whole of physics, so every cloud...
Then I had a free, and then maths... I'm nearly understanding P3 Trig now (sec, cosec and cot, etc.) so that's good.
In town I saw Jo (my ex-boss, not Jo S) which was nice. And then I had to go to JJB to exchange goalie gloves for Mum. I had size 5 ones to exchange for size 6. But they said that size 6 doesn't exist, only size 6½. Huh.
Oh, and a new collab for Alchera.
Plus... Degan sent me stuff! Cool cool!

My dad is trying to tune Matthew's guitar, but they keep dragging me in to hear whether it's in tune or not. I don't get how they can't hear it. Out of tune music does bad things to my head.
But hey!
In Further Maths today we did more linearness, and then a mini-investigation 'for fun'. Random. Then Mrs Fox didn't turn up for PSE so we just photocopied the entire careers department again. In Physics with Mr Bowles we're doing collisions and explosions! So cool.
And... Wednesday afternoon off! As well as Friday! So fun!

So today was fairly groovy. Both parents sent me emails about September 11th conspiracy theories today, which was... strange, especially since Mum never ever sends me things like that. Weird.
First lesson today was physics, wherein we did more about the joy of gravity. I don't really remember a lot of what happened seeing as I was still braindead... I stayed up last night watching the Kumars and then Coupling and The Day Today and TV To Go, and then had to get up early for the bus, which is my excuse. Then we had Further Maths, we were doing Linear Equations. Although with lots of variables and domains and things, so more complicated than (for example) the 2x=7 type things you get in year 7.
If I was a Mary Sue (a character in a fanfic who is basically a thinly disguised version of what the author wishes to be like, with added plus!):
My name would be Violette Havenworth. My eyes would be gold-flecked cerulean, and my hair would be chestnut. My signature scent would be sunkissed citrus, I would be force adept and a CEO (wah?). I'd have pointed ears and be Ray Kowalski's love child (ha!).
Mr Griffiths didn't even give us any homework, but I think that means he expects us to be revising for the exam on Thursday O.O
Then I had a free, and read some Frank Herbert (or whatever... the Dune guy. I think that's his name) book called The Priests of Psi. And then Mrs Dye got me, Nina, Alice and um... Lucy Friar to come and help move tables in the new common room (for next year). And it's so cool! A boiling water thing, and a dishwasher, and fridges, and coathanger-y things and beanbags and all that... and there's a quiet room as well. And a chocolate machine. It's all groovy! After lunch we had a year assembly there, where they (among other things) instructed us not to sunbathe in case the male teachers ogled us. Ha!
In the afternoon we had maths, and more maths. Nothing too thrilling.
On the bus on the way home there were so many people! We (me, Sam, Ryan and Richard) argued about whether it was blasphemy to say that Jesus didn't have a beard when he was born, and whether he was a turkey. Also Ryan and Stephen were outraged at Lisa sitting on Adam's lap. So it was all fun!

In the physics room today, the thermometer showed 29^oC. Brainmelt weather for temperature-intolerant moi, so apologies if I'm even less coherent than usual.
I got the form to say that I can drop French... I've signed it, mum's going to sign it, then I just have to get Miss Davison, Dr Parrott and Mrs Dye to sign it. So I'll have 9½ hours of frees a week... only 12 lessons a week rather than the usual 25. Gloat!
First lesson back was Statistics 2 Maths, we were doing continuous distribution probability problems (or something... at least some of those words were in it. Integrating probability curves.) We don't get S2 books until the upper sixth-types give them back in.
I had 2 frees in a row then... one with Alice (we talked about sandwiches and calories, mainly) and one with Chloe, who dropped English. So now she does French, German and Latin, whereas I do Maths, Further Maths and Physics. So... we're still trying to decide which of us is most insane. And then it was lunch.
I went and sat outside with Kathryn and Emily, and Zara and Nina. And we pretended to have Debating Society, but generally talked about shopping, law, and suntans instead. Oh, and Blackadder.
In the afternoon was Physics, wherein we all melted to death. We did about gravity, the Universal Gravitational Constant and F=-Gm₁m₂/r², etc. Boring.
On the bus on the way home we had a setsquare fight, although Sam managed to draw blood from Stephen. Ick.
Also, Florence was there... but wearing townie clothes, because of her work experience. It was very traumatic.

Om, Allah! The Spiritual Survey.

Although dot.tk is a meanie, suddenly starting to give me pop-up windows without warning me first. The fool. Ah well... not the end of the world, I suppose. I realised also today, if you look at this website in 256 colours instead of... whatever I'm in... 32-bit true colour, I think... it's pink! I hate pink!
I looked at my stats again today, and I've had over 2000 hits. Impressive.
Lisa went 'up town' (it's to town, I'm telling you) today and bought an Afro Ken top! If it wasn't pink it would be the king. But sadly it is. Wow, I'm in a really writing-y mood today. Afro Ken is a d00d.
Mum's about to have another Amazon moment, so Matthew's getting a Star Wars-type Playstation game^* and two Darren Shan books, Lisa wasn't here, but... I think she is poor at the moment anyway, and I'm getting Ghostbusters on DVD! More time to stare at The Guy (Bill Murray, but 'the guy' is so much more descriptive, ne?)... ahh.
Did you notice that footnote, eh?

Well, joy is always good. After not being able to decide whether yesterday was good or not, I had a groovy conversation with mum about how being depressed is actually really boring, and made it a good day. I like talking to mum. Also, we talked about how, on Eastenders and other soap operas, noone ever has a normal day where they just watch tv, read a book, sit around doing nothing... which is stupid, since everyone really has days like this. Unless they're weird. And how talking to your friends and family is much more fun than going to a psychiatrist (not that either of us have ever had a psychiatrist... but I don't think I'd want to tell someone I didn't really know about my problems).
Anyway: I have banned myself from being depressed. Because I have actually nothing to be depressed about, when I think about it. I can be slightly freaked out by only having a year left of school, but no more. I mean... my biggest woe at the moment is actually either the annoyingness of my brother, or how I need more money to buy random junk with. So it's a bit pointless to be depressed.
Sorry, I'm having an insecure moment, that was just trying to persuade myself to be happy (well, it works for me!).
Anyway, what was I going to talk about?
Today was... England-Denmark. It might still be going, I don't know. I think we're winning.
And tomorrow is Father's Day. But, as always at this time of year, my dad is in France for the Le Mans 24-hour racing. On their website it says about him: "And Jim likes to cut down trees !" which is a random comment if ever I saw one. The website hasn't been updated for about a thousand years, but there you go.
And for Father's Day, Grandad is coming over to be fed by mum. We're having... gammon.
(Yet more proof of my theory that us Bob's always end up talking about food if we talk long enough.)
Also about food: there was some Jeremy Clarkson programme on yesterday. He was in Spain, moaning about the EU, which was strange. And they made him eat barnacles.
"Whatever you were having for dinner tomorrow, throw it away! Eat barnacles, everybody!"
And I shall leave you with that thought.

I feel ambivalent today.
Good things: One more exam out of the way. Several lovely emails from lovely people. Posted letter to Degan. Burned CD of Muppet-type songs (ha!). Talked to Ryan (always fun).
Bad things: School restarts on Monday. I have to go and talk to scary-teachers about dropping French and persuade them to sign my form. I have 2 friends being scarily depressed at me. I didn't do too fabulously on my exam today. Insomnia lures.
Equal amounts of things. I'm off to find a good thing to break the balance. Hm.

So I spent most of today downloading muppet/sesame street mp3s. Ha!

The D1 exam was fine, apart from the explanation questions. When I have to explain why something is true in maths, I usually end up with something along the lines of 'because it's true', which isn't really that helpful.
Anyway, I almost understand why it had to start at 2:50, but the explanation is still stupid.
Our exam has to be in the afternoon slot, so that everyone in the country takes the paper at about the same time and noone, like, phones someone up to tell them the questions/answers. However, there was also a P3 exam, which is also maths and supposed to be in the afternoon as well. So, you have to have one after another, in case someone is taking both.
However, P3 is taken by everyone who does maths, in the upper sixth. D1 is only taken by further maths people who are in the lower sixth. So there is no way anyone at our school could be taking both.
It's not as if it was a space issue either, as only 3 people were taking D1 this year. They could have put us in an empty classroom or something.
But no... they had to keep us in school until 4:17... feh.

My D1 exam is supposed to start at 3pm. 3pm! The stupidity. But I have to go in in 1 hour, just in case. Ugh.

Dec: And the question is: Which of us is older... Ant, or Dec?
Contestant: Which one of you is which?

Angus: What excuse did the palace give when two of the queens footmen were found in the bath together?
Paul: They were homosexual.

Okay, question: You know zebras, how their legs aren't very stripy compared to the rest of them? The ones I saw today had maybe two leg-stripes between the lot of them. Okay? Well then, how come the only stripy bit of zedonks are the legs? Huh? Huh? Answer me that!

Today is cooooool!
Although, yesterday was less so, so maybe I should start with that.
Yesterday, mum wanted to cook pizza for dinner. She prepared the toppings, and put the dough-stuff in the bread-maker to be made into actual dough.
The bread-machine broke. Also, the oven broke, so she wouldn't have been able to cook it anyway.
So we had pasta with pizza toppings.
And then the dishwasher broke.
All in all, not too fab.

But today? Today was the groove. Today was Mel's surprise party for her 17th, at the zoo. Although getting her to the zoo was presumably difficult. "Where are we going?" "Hmm? Oh, nowhere... oh look, the zoo. Let's park in here for no reason." I mean, wha?
But she was surprised! So we did good :) So, me, Nina, Lauren, Alice, Mel, Megan, Aditi, Caroline, David, Stephanie, Nicola, Katy, Laura, Emma (not sure if those last 2 names are right, actually...), Philip, Matthew and Jonathan all went to Colchester Zoo, and it was deeply groovy. There were mini frogs and parrots and giraffes and zeedonks and zebras and ostriches and elephants and pygmy hippos and a warthog and..... lots of things. Colchester has a great zoo. It was so fun!
And then, we went back to Alice's house and ate party-ish things, and Margarethe and Antoinette arrived also. And we played pin the tail on the donkey, at which I was amazingly bad although not the worst (Philip missed the donkey completely and put the tail on the door :P), and generally hung out. It was fun!
Also the twins are having a sleepover in the holidays, in tents :) which will be fun! And Lauren wants to go to the themepark in Southend. So all is happy! I love my friends... they're all so... lovely!
Hyper Katy.
But Dad got stuck in traffic, and was unpleased. And I got the 74B bus home... which has never before happened. And I ate noodley stirfry.
Lisa's still out at youth group, apparently discussing whether war can ever be justified. Last time I payed attention, they went to see Star Wars Ep. 2. Weird.
NTS: Watch the episode of 24 that you taped while away, before the next one happens!
Write-up of the caravanning will eventually appear, I promise. And another Alchera, at some point. So... it!

17

I act like I'm 17.
This test was brought to you by David - Part of the David and James phenomenon. Take it here.

I am here. Just bear with me.

Most likely, this is the last entry before I go to Dunwich, so... see you all on Tuesday, I guess.
Highlights of my time from now to then: Physics exams (2 of them!), Dad's birthday, the World Cup game with England and.... somewhere, and the Jubilee. Oh joy.
Well, I have to put my phone on charge and find my statement of entry, so bye!

While I remember, next weekend (well, Friday to Tuesday) I'll be off family bonding in Dunwich with the Knights's and occasionally the glads (Did I ever link Leila's website before?), so... no updates then, sorry. If I can be bothered I'll write a paper one and type it up, but I might not. I don't know. I could suddenly decide to revise for my exams... nah.
Talking (well... typing) of exams, I have two Physics exams on Friday. Shall I revise? Hm. No, I think not. I'll revise tomorrow.

Well, the window people came today. 'Cept they came at 8.30 and woke me up instead of coming in the afternoon like a fool. And then they took all the windows, so I was cold. :(
Also I went shopping... bought the new Eminem album, groove.

happy birthday Matthew!

Latvia won Eurovision, and we (the UK) came joint third, although I forget with who. Denmark and Lithuania were relegated, and I love the French for FYR Macedonia. Personally, I voted for the Slovenian act. I mean, transvestite air hostesses? Who wouldn't?

Questions from Vex:
1 What's your typical day?
Usually... get up as late as possible without causing me to be late for school, eat toast, drink tea, brush teeth, change, look for school books, decide school books are too heavy anyway and leave them at home, get in car, get driven to school with Lisa and Stephen, sit in G2, have registration, go to lessons. In lessons, work but don't talk to the teacher, in free periods, sit around and do very little. At lunch, eat or sit around in either G2 or the common room. After school, stand outside waiting for Lisa and whichever others (unLisa, Rhiannon, Naomi...) turn up before her, go and stand at the bus stop, wait for bus, complain about lateness of bus, get on bus. While on bus, talk to/argue with various people, depending on who they are. Go home, go on computer, read email, blog, read other blogs, eat dinner, do homework if I can be bothered, read, watch tv, read, sleep.
However, at the moment, I have study leave. So it's revise, sleep, eat, do exam, in various orders. Oh the excitement of my life :)
2 Favorite comic book?
Well, that'd have to be Ranma 1/2.
3 Which meal do you enjoy the most, and why? Kedgerie. It is completely delicious, and so easy to make, even I can make it.Mm.
4 Please describe your typical mode of dress.
Not too exciting, really. Today, for example... I have black trousers, and a blue t-shirt with a picture of Le Petit Prince on it.
5 What is your dream job, and how do you intend to get it?
You know, I don't have a dream job. I haven't the faintest clue what I want to do.
6 What is the farthest you have ever been from home?
Avignon, on the French exchange. A loooong way, but still in the same continent.
7 What is the funniest thing you have ever seen?
Whatever that last thing I saw that made me laugh was, usually.
8 If YOU could have one wish, what would it be?
Currently? To get straight As in my AS exams.
9 What is your earliest musical memory?
The tinkly music on one of those spinning teacup rides. Although I very rarely remember sounds.
10 Do you have a favorite artist? Please describe their work.
Oh, that guy... M C Escher. His art is very mathematical, which I like. Have a link.
11 What would bring you the most joy today?
Um... today? If someone lovely decided to buy me Final Fantasy 10, which comes out her today. And I want, but I have no money :(
12 Is there one play, movie, song, or book that best sums up life for you?
Uh........ no.

French wasn't too evil. Apart from the moment when Mr Bennett told us we could all leave, despite the fact we had another hour and a half of exam to do. Ha.
No more French! And a day of free, and then Eurovision (although this will be marred by Matthew's sleepover. Ek.)

The General Studies exam was about sex in children's literature. Mainly in Harry Potter, really. And I wrote tons. Go me!

Julie: How's Lisa these days?
Mum: Oh, she's been feeling a bit cool, lately...

Well, maths wasn't too bad, actually. Considering I did a frankly pathetic amount of revision.
Met up with Ruth in town afterwards... she'd had the same exam, but with a different exam board, so we had different questions. Bought Mel's and Matthew's birthday presents, a nailbrush for mum, and The Wyrdest Link (hii! <- this is Finnish for 'hee!', according to Poeie).

How could I forget my new shoes?
Suffice to say, they are very groovy.
Ooh. The Rum Tum Tugger. ::tries not to sing::

How I love shopping. Well, sometimes. When it's someone else's money. I went shopping with Lisa, Stephen, Bryony, Marta and Ellie.
Okay, list:
Cats soundtrack, which I am hearing now. Lalala... (Okay, I don't know the words yet.)
Muppets From Space DVD (weela! as Poeie would say)
Three tops (a purple one, a Clangers one and a Womble one)
Stripy socks
And I think that's mostly it.

Study leave!

Other than getting a host of bizarre text-messages from Sam, today was groovy. And ooh.. lots of email.
The Physics practical was so, way easy... afterwards we all had to be in solitary confinement because someone was late for the second sitting and might hear us talking about it. Except, we were in solitary confinement outside, which made no sense. Of course this meant I had a free instead of Physics, which meant me, Emily, Kathryn and Nina all had a free at once, so we sat in the sun and laughed at Mr Bowles (who we could hear yelling from somewhere indoors). Fun.
Afterwards I went to maths, and got back a P2 test which I thought I'd failed but in fact got 52/60 on.
And on the way home I was happy and loved everything, as a contrast to the other day when I accidentally watched the news (see, I can't watch the news, because it just makes me hate everyone). It was all pretty... and nice weather, and stuff. And I went to the library, which is always fun. And on Saturday I'm going shopping with the sib, and on Monday after the P1 exam I'm going to see Ruth, so it's all just good.

Stupid binty drinks machine at school gave me coke instead of Dr Pepper. Grr.
In PSE I discovered I have a whole load for my section 10 also.
Me and Lauren overheard the technician saying the practical exam we have tomorrow is the nicest he's ever seen.
I spent most of the bus ride home talking French to Ryan, which was... odd.

Anyway. Today was a tad dull... although at lunch we had MupSoc which is always jolly. I'm sure I failed the P2 Mock but hopefully I'm not the only one who does, and we've over a month until the exam anyway.
On the bus I signed Laura L's leaving book... maybe the last time I ever see her :(

Phil's Friends of Cockaynes Wood party is today... funness :)
Although Matthew is in a really bratty mood, and Lisa's not here to help me murder him. Damn.

My French oral... well, it was okay. It could have been a lot worse. But argh, Sam!
This boy Sam who gets my bus just said that that any female who would mind being raped was obviously a lesbian. My personal opinion is that anyone who thinks this is clearly a complete idiot.
Although attempting to talk about rape on a bus is quite funny. I was trying to explain why it would hurt without using the words, and also without hand gestures because after our last argument but one (about tampons, incidentally) I don't think I can cope with them any more.
"But it would only hurt if you were ::hand gesture:: 3 foot wide."
"Have you seen the comparitive size of... no wait. You haven't." (Sam is 14). "It would still hurt, because there'd be no... it just would!"
"But surely it would just be like when you normally, um... you know."
"No. I mean... ignoring the legal definition, would you mind if a woman tried to rape you?"
"But isn't that rather dependant on the male being... uh... ::hand gesture::?"
"That's the point, that's why it would hurt the female."
"What? Why?"
"::sigh:: You obviously pay no attention in PSE. Okay, what if a man tried to rape you?"
"They wouldn't. I don't have a silly voice and a poncy walk."
"You don't... what? They wouldn't avoid raping you because you were straight!"
"Well, I'd just run away."
"How?"
Ryan: "You couldn't if they were stuck ::hand gesture:: there."
"That's why I always have scissors."
"...what? Sam, you're an idiot. That wouldn't work. Also... I wouldn't want to be raped in case I got pregnant."
"That's why you need... y'know... things."
"Oh of course. 'Excuse me, could you stop raping me for a moment and put this on?'"
"Well, why not?"
"Because... ::sigh:: Look, noone would want to be raped, Sam."
"Well, no, they wouldn't _want_ to, but they wouldn't mind. Ask anyone."
"I'd mind."
"Well, that's because you're a lesbian, isn't it?"
"...what?? How is that... being straight and not wanting to be raped aren't mutually exclusive!"
"They _are_. Ask anyone."
So I did. Everyone agreed that Sam was clearly insane. Then he got off the bus, so I won't be able to argue with him until at least Monday.
Argh! I didn't even know how to argue with him since he was so obviously wrong. I mean... how do you argue with that?

Tired... so sleepy...
ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzz....
::falls asleep on keyboard::
And then caffeine suddenly kicks in! Awake! Argh!
My French oral is tomorrow at 12:20. I got my GCSE certificate back. I slept through most of physics. In maths, the Year 11s whose formroom we were in had hidden all the chairs. And I posted letters. That's all.
::caffeine wears off and Katy falls back asleep::

So this afternoon I had to go to the orthodontists, and they made molds of my teeth with the green mank again, which was horrible. And they had weird scoops, and pulled my face into a variety of interesting shapes and shoved mirrors into my head in order to take photos of my teeth, almost suffocating me in the process. And I had to have 3 x-rays and then go down to medical photography. It was all just icky.
But on the good side of things, I missed almost all of French, I got 51/65 on the test I got back, and my videos (finally) arrived!

Multiple-email day! And from Kelly, too :)
Added a new quote.
Apparently I missed very little on Thursday and Friday, which is good.
In Physics I got a question on Kirchhoff's law right, amazingly! The shock. And Lauren gave me chocolate as a thank-you-for-having-me thing. Sweetness.
Had a D1 Mock in FM, which I'm sure I failed dramatically as there was a whole question on Prim's algorithm and I can't actually remember what that is. Ah well.
In French I said something that almost made sense! Woohoo!
And in maths in the afternoon, I gave Gemma her present (which she liked) and we did another S1 mock. And I got the P2 mock which I missed (which everyone says is deathly hard).
Still no videos :(
Last night was the top 50 magic tricks (it wasn't called that exactly... something like that) presented by the divine Adam and Joe. I love them! They make me laugh :)
And Adam dressed as a woman... heehee.

Well... today I watched Cats, did minimal maths revision, and stared at screens. Not overly exciting.
But I love Cats! It's so groovy.
Also, Lisa went off at me for being a loser, and liking the tragically unhip Muppets. Well, all have to say to that is :P.
Never mind, sib... in a year and a half it'll be just you and the brat from hell... muahahaha...

So I'm pruning my Favourites folder and looking for blogging inspiration, and I find a link I don't think I've mentioned on here before. And that link is: nervous industries.
Home of the land-mail art object. Oh, how I love.
So.... go there!

Today was a day of cool... and it's still going... having been asleep all of yesterday (a combination of ill, getting up at 6am on Thursday, and a maths test) I actually got up at half nine even though I went to bed at like midnight the day before.
And then, at about 11am... Lauren phoned me all the way from Australia! Which was so groovy. Even if it did involve phones. And plus it freaked out my mum also.
And then I remembered there's a 3-day weekend. Which means I'll have had 5 no-school days: London, ill, weekend, weekend, weekend. Cool.
And I have many emails about dwcon, and there are 3 new books that I don't have... The Wyrdest Link, and TSOD2: The Globe and Night Watch (I don't think those two are out yet, but eh.) Grooveness.
And email from Suse and Matthew P, and Martin and Arbela and Measi.
Good day. And it's only 14:19.

Yesterday me and Lauren went to London, on trains, without adult supervision. Go us. Anyway, we didn't get lost, even though it involved two trains and two tubes each way. Mucho impressive, ne? And we went to Royal Holloway Uni (in Egham) to have people talk to us about computers. Très of the interesting.
It's a nice place as well... not all city-ish at all, and the main building (with corridors wide enough for two ladies in crinolines to pass each other) was gorgeous.
We had lectures, a few demonstrations and a campus tour. And I still want to do CS at uni, yes. Although... most of the others there were male. Good thing or bad thing, hm? And most were doing either IT or CS at A level.
The main problem was having to get up at 6am. Feh.
And today I was ill, and missed a maths test, French (where I was meant to give in my prelim-materials mock test, and maybe get back the test from Wednesday.) and Further Maths. Damn. But, 3-day weekend!

So.
uh... mental block.
Today was good, but I have temporary amnesia. A lot of it's in the etcets for the final part of Alchera: 113. Plus today is parents' evening and also Bealtainne.
Ow... my head is filled with mush.
I got 52/60 from the D1 and S1 tests I got back... that tragic triangle physics got me 10/17, but eh. I still hate French.
Uh... oh, I'm so not awake.

Why did we just spend the whole physics lesson bending bits of wire into equilateral triangles?
Argh!
On the plus side my testimonial arrived :)

I have to cook bolognaise. Feh.

So the jumblesale made a lot of money.
I just watched some of my Young Ones vids and rediscovered my love of Rik Mayall (mm...).
And did some French homework.
The males are at football (Ipswich vs Man U) and Lisa's at Amy's. So it's just me and mum, eating pasta. Weird.

Well, that'll do for me.
Today is the Scout jumble sale in my village. As my parents are upstanding, involved citizens who are concerned for their community, my mum is helping. So our house is full of things which have been doned.
Which means we get to look through all the books first and buy all the good ones.
This term I've got about 4 from it... including The Man Who Loved Only Numbers and a biography of Marilyn Manson (why?). So all is good! And I have more prospectuses than ever. Prospecti. Prospectuses. I don't know.

This is Katy fiddling with her entry-appearance things.

Welcome to version purple! It's still a WiP, but there you go. And the etcets haven't been changed, because I'm too lazy to do that yet.
And some nice referrer quote-type things before I let Lisa on the puter:
pirate "pickup lines" chest marks
screw vocab
find guestbook entries of austrian mozart
All of which you would immediately associate with me, right?