[	Current Mood	|	confused	]
[	Current Music	|	billie holiday - strange fruit	]

I wish my handwriting was legible.  Not for the benefit of the teachers, not for anyone trying to read it, but sometimes, it'd be nice to be able to read it myself.

Notes from English: "....no gap between implied author and narrator, no attempt to....[4 illegible words here]"

It's either 

 - dishing with the exes,
 - dusting with the oices,
 - closing wish the vices,
 - fishing via the exit,
 - disting vlish the exices,
 - destiny with the ices, or
 -  fisting with rice.

or a combination of them.  This wouldn't worry me so much, if it weren't for the fact that none of them make sense within the context of the sentence.  Or, well, make sense.

This coursework is not a happy tale.

I know I'm day a late, but I think everyone should have a look at this this, not just because it's hallowe'en themed and to do with harry potter slash, but because it's hideously well illustrated as well.

In response to safebox's recent cute and fluffy animals post, I present something that is unconventionally cute and slightly hairy.



Aw! Look at his opposable toesies and the bemused wombatty look.

Ah, he cheers me up.

I CAN'T FIND THE TWEEZERS.

This small fact is proving to be very stressful. I hate packing for holidays. But yay, soon I will be somewhere hot.  It's a bit annoying that england is also choosing to be hot when I go away, but at least I will have a pool.

On friday, went to see the chili peppers. Got there about 12 and went round side with other people to queue and we were like "yay! we're the first 3 people here! hxc." But then, we asked a security dude and he told us to go round the other side. Where there were about a hundred people. Bugger.

And then I waited for 5 hours. This was boring as everyone around me seemed to be foreign so I couldn't even exchange witty repartee with anyone. Or whatever. I also decided not to drink anything as a) the queue for the toilet was massive b) it's hard to climb over barriers in a  skirt and c) I wasn't sure if the weird foreign people would save my place.

Then char came at 5ish and we waited a bit more and they let us in, then more waiting, etc.  Because I'd been waiting for ages there was a golden circle thing which we were in (we have wristbands and everything) which proved to be useful later.

Support band !!! was pretty weird but kinda cool. Ravey , drum'n'bass kinda stuff. And the spazziest dancing EVER from the lead singer. You thought the guy from the Rakes was weird? You should see !!!. They're blatantly all taking lots of drugs and having wild gay hedonistic orgies.

They only did about 4 songs 'cause they were all quite long, but they can't've been on longer than half an hour.  At this point, I started to regret only having half a cheese sandwich at lunchtime and drinking practically nothing all day in the sun as I started to feel very hot and strange and char looked kinda the same. Some nice people gave me some water but then I sat down on the floor and some not so nice people decided to knee me in the small of the back.  Even though we were only 4 people from the front char and I decided that if we stayed, we would probably die, so we went to get pizza and water. It was very good pizza.  

Then luckily, 'cause of the golden circle thing, we could still get relatively near the front. YAY!!!!!  When they came on, John was wearing a brown velvet suit, and Flea a pink lycra all in one thing. Snazzy. They started with can't stop, then dani california, then scar tissue, then I can't remember. They didn't play much from new album which is surprising considering there's two discs worth of material there. Played a track from uplift mofo party plan even which was random but cool.  When they played it there was a guy dancing in front of us who was topless and really needed to pull his trousers up.  It wasn't pretty. 

One of the highlights was when John did How deep is your love, a la Beegees.  He started with the 'I love your eyes in the morning sun' line and then stopped. Yes, cheesy music gets to even john frusciante. It was very good though and he did the high bits perfectly, naturally.

Then at the end we met mo and took the train together.

There have been far too many ands and thens in this entry. Still, I better get all the bad grammar etc out of my system before I force myself to plunge into various deep and meaningful books on the beach. Bah. 

Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight. I need to exfoliate my legs, I think.  I will see you all in ten days, have fun!!!xxxxx

[	Current Mood	|	happy	]
[	Current Music	|	especially in michigan - RHCP	]

Bloody hell. Bikinis are such a rip-off. I can't believe I just paid £30 for 2 pieces of material that hardly exist.  Although it's my fault for not looking properly in the changing room; I was more fascinated (well, horrified) by the way the lights turned my skin a lurid shade of yellow and invented cellulite that I swear hadn't previously existed

However, that's just bad lighting (I hope).  What really bothered me, stuck in a mirrored cubicle, is my profile. I didn't know I looked like that from the side!  Why didn't anyone tell me?!?

I also bought some deep+meaningful books and poetry today to read on the beach. As well as the obligatory chick-lit and Neil Gaiman.

Well. I suppose that's all that's been happening in my life that anyone wants to hear about. Actually, I've recently gotten into watching Family Guy - it's really funny!!! Does anyone else like it?

CHILI PEPPERS ON FRIDAY, WOOYAYHOUPLA!

Right.

In the last 4 hours, I have cut and stuck in a frenzy, written crap like a demon, drawn like a fiend, invented fictional trips to art galleries like no-one's business.

But I have finished! Hurrah! I have finished something I should have done 8 months ago!

Well, almost.  I'll do the rest tomorrow.

In the meantime, as I've just got my paid account back, a funny icon to celebrate! *hums*

[	Current Mood	|	complacent	]
[	Current Music	|	puddle of mudd - bring me down	]

I am sunburnt.

What? WHAT?

This does not happen to ME. Further more, it does not happen to me in sodding ENGLAND.

But it apparently it has. Which is a bit of a bugger, firstly because being sunburnt hurts (I didn't realise how much!) and secondly because now I can't take the piss out of people who get sunburnt in england. Like all you pale (and therefore lesser, haha) mortals.

To add insult to injury, it is not even an even tan; I have fucking lines from my clothing. I could have taken more clothing off, yes, but Mrs Kelly was having a garden party next door and it would've just felt weird.

So now I look like a weird zebra-fox* hybrid.

Onto the dull topic of exams, I have a textiles exam tomorrow and I don't know what it's about. Philosophy is dire to the extreme. Not even my new nifty book can help me.

On a brighter side of life, I've just found (after using LJ for over a year and a half) this rich text thing. I didn't know that existed! It does make one's life easier. I am, however, quite nifty at HTML now as I was not aided by this piece of wonder. 

Mm, rich text. A bit like rich tea. Biscuits. I think I need some. Now.



*Do red animals exist? A fox was the nearest I can get, and they're kinda orangey.