Ring My Bells

Mmmmm, Enrique.

Yes, we're on a first name basis.

Today has been uber boring... Nothing to say really.

Oh, prom was good - I wanna do it all over again. And I've had two so that is asking a lot really.

Kinda can't be bothered to write much...

Bowling tmorrow!

Much love, my sweets! XX

The cost of FREEDOM these days...

Had my last exam today - sociology. It went ok, two and a half hours of writing non-stop really doesn't do your writing hand any good. But I have recovered - just.

Enough of depressing exam business. Tomorrow I'm going to be a busy bunny. Whoop. A life at last. At 20 past eight Richard is calling round for me and we are going to walk Echo and then saunter into Haywards Heath to do a bit of music and clothes shopping, all good.

Everyone is planning a picnic for 12 o'clock tomorrow afternoon... So that should be good too.

It's going to be a good day. Yay!

That's about it really. Sorry for the shortness.

Muchly loveness XX

I don't care about spots on my apples, leave me the birds and the bees. Please...?

It's been a good day. Having had my last ever science exam this morning (physics) I feel like a new woman, as they say. For many, it was the last ever GCSE they will do. Unlucky for some, I still have sociology to embrace. However, I have days and days to revise. Having just watched Breakfast at Tiffany's on More4, I now realised how freakishly thin people can get. I mean, Audrey Hepburn really is the skinniest person I have seen to date. It's actually quite scary. I also have a renewed love for the name Paul (or Fred, if you're like Audrey Hepburn's character in the film) as this is the name of the main male character and he's very sweet. I never thought I'd ever describe anyone as "sweet" - it seems like such a bland, non-discriptive adjective - but he is the actual definition of "sweet". It gets you write in your heart. How can this man still love this woman who doesn't even know it and is chasing rich millionaire "rats" or "super rats" just so she can have some money to her name? It's amazing really, her ignorance really is bordering on the stupid side of things. However, I adore Audrey Hepburns character - called Holly, or Lulamae in a former life - her curiosity and sense of adventure ("Hi, do you have anything for $10?" She was in Tiffany's Jewellery!) around even New York City.

Anyway, enough of the old film lark. I'm listening to Pinball Wizard by The Who, one of their best in my opinion. Their songs make you realise what life is about, it makes me happy, they're my happy songs! Sad songs on the other hand are of a copious amount. When I'm down I like the sounds of Nirvana (Smells Like Teen Spirit or Come As You Are) because it just gets me right in my heart how tragic Kurt Cobains life was, it must have been horrible. Another sad song of mine is Hear You Me by Jimmy Eat World, that's about something so horrific I can't even bear thinking about, but it's meaning is so amazing and uplifting. Look At Her Face by The Coral Sea is also a sad song... it's smooth melodies and soulful words wrap you in a blanket of regret and pity. It's sad really, but that's it.

In my mind I'm thinking that I should really be doing something right now. I'm tired and after a whole day of physics revision yesterday I know I deserve a rest, I just can't help feeling guilty about being lazy.

I know this blog is very soon after the other one. I just felt like writing something. It'll make up for those summer months when I probably won't write anything.

All my love.

Elly XX

A day of Physics Revision... and other more understandable happenings.

So, I'm sitting here writing out physics equations and staring blissfully into the sunshine that filters through the hedge and onto the side-drive. See, I'm in the study. I seem to centrate more here, I don't know why. I'm listening to the soulful tunes of Garden State soundtrack (Good film, one of Zach Braff's best, dare I say it) and clenching and unclenching my left hand in order to keep sane and keep (bloody) writing. The Bitesize ("revision that's easier to digest!") textbook is balanced precariously on the desk surrounded by cups, plates and bowls or God knows what... a spur of the moment decision that eating was better than revising, I suppose. The plates, cups and bowls are even more delicately balanced on top of one another with pens, rulers, pencil shavings and other such quintessential stationary littered around and about them... Now, I'm thinking that maybe a tidy up is in order and then a big round of yet some more revision... My effort to wake up this morning paid off as I was up and working by half 9 - go me!

Having got up early this morning I had the melancholy sounds of Chris Moyles floating into my ears while I was shovelling Tesco's Fruit and Fibre down my neck and trying ever so hard not to laugh and spray the contents of my mouth onto the table and the surrounding area. His guest today was the ever famous James Nesbit (Oh, those Yellow Pages adverts really crack me up sometimes) who repeatedly talked about his "lodger" who wasn't really a lodger because he doesn't pay rent, really kind of like an extra man in the family. His other big news is his new television series on BBC 1 on saturday nights. It's a modern twist on the tale of Jekyll and Hyde... Sounds ominous but very good. I may have to watch... just to fill up my Saturday evening really.

This blog has taken me 20 minutes to write, an awful long time, considering I have 20 more pages of physics to embark on. I will saunter off now and finish 3 more pages of radiation and the electromagnetic spectrum which will lead me nicely to lunchtime. Pasta or taosted sandwich? I'm thinking a toasted sandwich will do nicely. Come to think of it, I haven't cleaned my teeth yet today, gross. Oh, well, no point in doing them now... Yes, that is disgusting, think what you like.

Toodles, my dears. XX