Chandlers Ford? It SHOULD be Chandlers For- GAYS!

Haha. In this blog I have to make a statement.

I LOVE EMILY SOPHIA GREEN.

My english buddy. My (old) media buddy.

I love her more than Adam.

Haha, not quite. But ALMOST!

:D

We got let out of english 40mins early the other day :O

but it was a double, my teacher didn't just COMPLETELY ditch us.

And we were talking about the 3 (THREE!!!!) new sweet shops in winch, and I was ranting about how it was because everyone who lived in Winch was fat and gay.

Turns out she lived in winch, so she started dissing the Ford.

I CAN'T EXPLAIN IT ON A BLOG, IT WAS A BE-THERE MOMENT!

But it was funny.

If I was a man, and Gemma was already married, I would probably marry Emily :D

I was on the bus today, and it was fun watching myself on the TV screen.

Because I was BRIGHT ORANGE.

:) I LIKE BRIGHT COLOURS.

I had an interesting day at work, which is odd.

Sundays are normally BORING.

First up, there was only 4 of us working, because the cosmetics chick FAINTED in the middle of the aisle. I was so freaked out, she just went all floppy and shakey.

But I sat with her and helped her. -is an angel-

She ended up having to be picked up by her dad, and she was so upset.


Get Well Soon Rachelll :)


This woman came in today who looked SO much like Zoe Wanamaker (the mum in 'My Family' and the weird woman in Harry .P)

I probably freaked her out, because I was staring at her A LOT.

Waitrose was giving away free cereal bars, and the guy was like 'As soon as we get rid of all these cereal bars we can go home' so he gave me about 7 =/

They weren't even that yummy. Silly waitrose, invading Chandlers Ford and now WINCHESTER?

gah.


Asda ftw.

I served this guy today who was SO irish I could barely understand a THING he was saying, which was incredibly frustrating for both of us.

AND GUESS WHAT.

Ok, the capitalisation (thats not even a word) of 'guess what' makes it sound like it is really interesting, but it was exciting for me. a MEDIA student.

I SOLD Krishnan Guru-Murthy INSECT REPELLENT!!

As in, the news presenter from channel 4!?!?

I am not even kidding.

My manager was getting real excited about it too.

An interesting fact for you.

News presenters often shop in Sainsburys. :O

I was so embarrasingly star struck, like I had just met Obama or Jesus or someone from Linkin Park.

:) but it really made my dayy!!

Oohh, and I have fallen in love with Mark, my manager.

Because unlike Scott, when I ask 'can i start 5mins early and finish 5 mins early so I can get my bus' he doesn't deliberately try and delay me, or generally give me AIDs.

Shame hes my manager.
Shame he doesn't swing that way.
Shame hes ENGAGED.

My weekend was odd.

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We are GOLDEN.

I HAVE BEEN BULLIED.

The first thing my sister said me to last Saturday morning (when I was just about to head off to work) was ‘Oi. That top makes you look flat chested.’

Great.

Sisterly love.

Well, I am kind of used to it, considering we are ALWAYS ina verbal war or bullying each other about impending obesity/how gay our boyfriends are. But she never really bullies my boobs. Gah.

Once I got to work everyone seemed to think my hair looked ‘emo’. It is dark chocolate. Not Black!

Then, when I got to work, my manager called me a ‘schizer kopf’ and I didn’t know what it meant. He later told me it means ‘shit head’. Nice. We have a pleasant employee-boss relationship.

Then earlier this week someone made fun of the fact that I wasn’t sure whether tuna was a fish or a meat.

Clearly, my life is a slow news story, if the only thing happening to me is minor bullying.

EXCEPT. shock horror. I met someone in my media class who had an 'ENTER SHIKARI' top on and i almost proposed to him. ALMOST. not quite.

Zzzzzzz.

Wow. What an inventive name for a blog.

But I have come to the conclusion that I am tired.

Most people I know would know that I am tired. ALL THE TIME.

Maybe because I am unfit, and get tired walking up the hill to college, but I assure you I am not the only one :] and I blame the varley cookies (which are now crap and COLD, apparently! what the hell!) for ruining my MUSCULAR GYM BODY :] haha. I am so butch.

But now I definitely know that I am tired.

The other night when I was feeling ill (probably AIDs, or 'Reading [as in the festival, not the hobby] flu' both incidently from Adam.) I went downstairs to get a bottle of water (I have a weird obsession with refrigerated water. I really don't like drinking water straight from the tap. Yes, I am a freak) and basically I returned to ma chambre with a bottle of ketchup. I HATE ketchup so luckily I didn't drink it!

Last sunday at work I woke up my parents, asking for some change for the bus (£1.50 CHILD ticket, woohoo! Hooray for baby faces!) [I almost typed 'hooray for baby faeces!' that would have been bad!] only to remember that I had a bus pass, which I had bought the day before, and it was IN MY HAND.

And literally about 5 secs ago, I finished watching Jekyll and Hyde (John Hannah, SWOON! Killing people and he is still amazing and beautiful!), which was for my english coursework, HOORAY FOR FREE ASHURST DVDs! and I shoved the DVD in one of my brothers XBOX game boxes, and walked out the living room carrying my coursework in a 'Midnight Club Los Angeles' box, much to the annoyance of mini Whitt and to the confusion of papa and mama Whitt.

You see, I am not very good at sleeping.

I used to be like GOOD NIGHT MUMMY TUCK ME IN READ ME A STORY I WANT SOME COCOA and then zzzzzzzzzzzz instantly!

Now it takes me hours to sleep.

Normally I don't sleep when I have exams/am ill/have something to worry about.

Now I am just retarded.

LOLage!


I hate people who say 'lolage'


CIAO!


I hate people who say 'Ciao' too =/

Dan le Sac vs Scroobius Pip.

I discovered the amazingness of Scroobius Pip at Greenbelt, and I love this song.

'Thou Shalt Always Kill'

Good Lyrics :) Fab song.

I like hairy skinny bearded men that rap with balding chubby men :]


Thou shalt not steal if there is direct victim.

Thou shalt not worship pop idols or follow Lost Prophets.

Thou shalt not take the names of Johnny Cash, Joe Strummer, Johnny Hartman, Desmond Decker, Jim Morrison, Jimi Hendrix or Syd Barret in vain.

Thou shalt not think that any male over the age of 30 that plays with a child that is not their own is a peadophile... Some people are just nice.

Thou shalt not read NME.

Thou shalt not stop liking a band just because they've become popular.

Thou shalt not question Stephen Fry.

Thou shalt not judge a book by it's cover.

Thou shalt not judge Lethal Weapon by Danny Glover.

Thou shalt not buy Coca-Cola products.

Thou shalt not buy Nestle products.

Thou shalt not go into the woods with your boyfriend's best friend, take drugs and cheat on him.

Thou shalt not fall in love so easily.

Thou shalt not use poetry, art or music to get into girls' pants.

Use it to get into their heads.

Thou shalt not watch Hollyoaks.
Thou shalt not attend an open mic and leave before it's done just because you've finished your shitty little poem or song you self-righteous prick.

Thou shalt not return to the same club or bar week in, week out just 'cause you once saw a girl there that you fancied but you're never gonna fucking talk to.

Thou shalt not put musicians and recording artists on ridiculous pedestals no matter how great they are or were.

The Beatles... Were just a band.
Led Zepplin... Just a band.
The Beach Boys... Just a band.
The Sex Pistols... Just a band.
The Clash... Just a band.
Crass... Just a band.
Minor Threat... Just a band.
The Cure... Just a band.
The Smiths... Just a band.
Nirvana... Just a band.
The Pixies... Just a band.
Oasis... Just a band.
Radiohead... Just a band.
Bloc Party... Just a band.
The Arctic Monkeys... Just a band.
The Next Big Thing.. JUST A BAND.

Thou shalt give equal worth to tragedies that occur in non-english speaking countries as to those that occur in english speaking countries.

Thou shalt remember that guns, bitches and bling were never part of the four elements and never will be.

Thou shalt not make repetitive generic music,
thou shalt not make repetitive generic music,
thou shalt not make repetitive generic music,
thou shalt not make repetitive generic music.

Thou shalt not pimp my ride.

Thou shalt not scream if you wanna go faster.

Thou shalt not move to the sound of the wickedness.

Thou shalt not make some noise for Detroit.

When I say "Hey" thou shalt not say "Ho".

When I say "Hip" thou shalt not say "Hop".

When I say, he say, she say, we say, make some noise... kill me.

Thou shalt not quote me happy.

Thou shalt not shake it like a polaroid picture.

Thou shalt not wish you girlfriend was a freak like me.

Thou shalt spell the word "Pheonix" P-H-E-O-N-I-X not P-H-O-E-N-I-X, regardless of what the Oxford English Dictionary tells you.

Thou shalt not express your shock at the fact that Sharon got off with Bradley at the club last night by saying "Is it".

Thou shalt think for yourselves.

And thou shalt always... Thou shalt always kill!

Long time no see

P.S Before my last post, it had been more than a month since I had blogged.
Not much has changed though.
I am 17 now :)
Learning to drive :)
Dyed my hair :)
3As and 2Bs :)
Wales has a lot of sheep.

:)

History won't be heartbroken.

Whoa, I haven't blogged for a while!

Just started a new year at college and I really can't be bothered.
I am now considering a gap year, just so I can escape all this pressure and studying for one year! But I guarantee I would spend the whole time living in Primark. I would be BROKE.

Greenbelt (which now seems like AGES ago) was amazing.

I loved Athlete, Y Friday, Royksopp :D and Duke Special.

NOT Through Solace.

Last year the bands in the Underground (basically, an emo-y venue in this small club thing) were amazing (TANKUSSSSS!) and this year they were terrible. Gah.

I discovered the magic of Rob Bell too. I am in love with a middle-aged American now, who's children likes Flo Rida. :)

and Alex Horne was AMAZING. I like hairy ginger men now :)

And I also discovered the 'Soul Space.' On the Monday, when everything was starting to settle down (i.e NOT MUCH DECENT STUFF ON UNTIL THE EVENING) I went with Jo and Matt and it was basically a quiet area. I normally avoid those kind of areas you see.

But it was a room with loads of different 'stations' in it, so you could do loads of little fiddly things, like just making paper aeroplanes, hairbraids and other odd things. But I spent about an hour in there (shocker!) and I actually realised how little I properly relax. I am always buzzing around trying to spend my WHOLE life meeting up with friends (who I am sometimes sure don't give a toss about me) and basically preoccupying myself. That normally involves shopping, partying or even just watching a movie.

SOMETHING ALWAYS HAS TO BE HAPPENING.

But I never have time to just sit. Think. Read. Listen to Music. Sleep.

Over the summer I had been getting so worked up about friends cancelling plans, or the weather affecting what I could do. I wanted to do something FUN (and ultimately, expensive) every single day. I never have time to be a loner. I have matured (partially!) since Thornden. I don't always need someone to keep me company. But I don't often have a chance to be alone. Which is depressing. Considering I have a boyfriend, and want to spend as much time as possible with him, there are days when I can't face other people. For some reason. I would rather curl up in a ball in a corner than talk to people. Other days I want to see EVERYBODY AT THE SAME TIME AND I MISS MY OLD FRIENDS AND I LIVE ON FACEBOOK AND I TRY AND STAY IN CONTACT WITH EVERYONE, OLD AND NEW FRIENDS WHEN THEY HAVE MOVED ON AND DON'T GIVE A DAMN.

I don't really understand where this blog is going...


Oh, and I have finally dropped History. I really REALLY miss it though. I love my teacher, and I loved the course, but it was too hard (but I got an A, wtff!) and stressful.





These next few months up to Xmas (and including christmas!) are going to be awesome.
Enter Shikari.
Michael McIntyre.
Ed Byrne.
Boarding at Exeter uni for half term.
Parents in Paris for the weekend.
LOTS OF 18TH BIRTHDAYS!
and _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ (I can't say what it is, its a SURPRISE)

but I am so excited!

oh. and the 3D version of Toy Story coming out :D

I like life.

Over and out.

P.S I have a guilty love for Mika's new single :) 'We are Golden.' Check it out. He's a cutie.